The Washington times., 1913-06-14
CHAPTER XII.-(Continued.)
<eV yHATEvER You advise,
N Rawlinson answered.
Has he any money!"


Wv Has he any money!"
You can treat him as
though he were a millionaire" Rawlin-
son answered. "Give him every chance.
The Daily Courier pays cheerfully."
They moved him into the private ward
of a great hospital, where patients with
complicated disorders and bottomless
purses were sometimes treated. but
where never before a man had come
suffering from starvation Everything
that science and careful nursing could
do was done for him. and In few days
he astonished them all by sitting up In
bed suddenly and demanding to know
what had happened.
He listened without emotion; he heard
the generous message from the Daily
Courier, which a month ago would have
set every pulse in his body tingling
with excitement, without comment. Ee
grew rapidly stronger. but side by side
with his physical Iassitude. a WEAKNESS
of mind which made him content to lie
and watch the housetops and the clouds,
with never a desire to move or to step
back once more into life. The old en-
thusiasms seemed chilled out of him
They showed him his work in print,
told him that he had stirred millions of
his fellow creatures as nothing of the
sort had ever done before; that every
where people were talking Of him and
his wonderful work. He only smiled
family, and looked once more at the
clouds. They left paper and pens upon
his table. He looked at them without
interest. and they remained untouched,
Rawlinson himself called daily to In
quire, and one day the doctor sent for
him.
Your protege is physically all right
now he said. He is suffering SIM
ply from shock. l should say that he
had a fearful time struggling before
he went down, and IL will be a matter
of time before he's himself again"
All right" Rawlinson said. "Do all
you can for him"
said. that one OF us put 1t delicately
to him that he's a considerable ex-
pense to you. 1t needs something
like that to stir him up. He could
place tomorrow If he liked" "
Not for the world" Rawlinson an
swered promptly. IF he was costing
us fifty guineas a week instead of
ten, We should be perfectly satisfied.
ing Then we'll send him to sea, IL
he'll go.'
The doctor laughed. O..
you're great people. Parkinson"
he said. Not many philanthropists
like you"
Its not philanthropy the sub
editor. answered. IF you asked me to
put into { s. d. what those articles
were worth to us. / couldn't tell you
But / can tell YOU this: We've paid
thousands down more than once for
an advertisement which wasn't worth
half as much as those few sheets of
manuscript. We've an endless purse,
but there's short supply of what
we want to tuy-originality II we
come across IL we don't let Is go
easily, / can tell you.'
So Douglas was left undisturbed.
Then one morning he woke up to find
his room a bower of roses, roses whose
perfume and beauty took his breath
away. The nurse said she had never
seen anything like them before. Doug
las looked at them for a while fascj-
mated. stopped down and Sathed his
face in the blossoms When he spoke
there was change. One sense at least
revived In him-his love for things beau
tifm
"a lady left them yesterday" she
said. "She drove up and stayed for
some time with the doctor. I believe
that she Is coming again today"
Douglas made no remark. Only the
nurse smiled as she noticed him linger
a little over his dressing AMI look for
the first time with interest at the
clothes which had been sent in for him
Toward midday he grew restless Early
in the afternoon there was a soft tap