Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-03
CUDDLNG COTTAGES : 4 Charming Short Story Complete

to his side. He was breathing, but
seemed quite unconscious, and his
right arm was bent in a curious way
and the hand looked swollen.
To the Rescue.
Dollabella knelt down and felt It
gingerly; then she stared at it, and
tried to marshal her recently acquired
knowledge. "Pain-deformity-
ing" she muttered. It's broken, OF
course it's broken. What shall l do?
must put it into splints before
call help"
Her eyes roved wildly around and
discovered a golf putter lying on the
lawn near a small hole. The whistling
man praoticsd nutting-when he was
not in midair.
BY means Of his putter and a sturdy
stick used for tying up dahlias, Dolll-
bella made very serviceable splints
which she tied on with her handker-
chief and his. Just as she finished
her patient moaned a little-and
opened his eyes.
The pain in them lessened when
he saw the apparition which bent
over him.
You will be quite all right now"
Dollabella assured him, speaking very
distinctly as II he were a child It's
your arm, you know-broken. You
know, I'm the girl from next dooc.
I'm going TO make you comfortable
and send for your housekeeper >
watch you while fetch the doctor"
She looked around and seized coat
which she found near at hand, ana
arranged It beneath his head. The
whistling man shut his eyes and
moaned. The very slight movement
had panied him.
The beastly ste~- broke" he ex-
planned Il was-ugh!"
"Yes-yes-don't try to talk; it will
soon be better" Dollabella treasured
him. Now, lie quite still"
The caution was scarcely necessary
as the man next door was in no con.
dition to do anything else.
More Help.
He shut his eyes again. Must you
go?" he whispered.
Il must, really. You'll have to be
bandaged properly, you see--besides.
you're too big for me to move.
won't be long"
She sped indoors, big-eyed and
white. After much unsuccessful
knocking she dislodged a middle-aged
housekeeper whom she almost push
ed into the garden. explaining dra-
matically, and then she turned around
again.
Up the country road she tore, and,
after ten breathless minutes she
reached the doctors house. Fortu-
nately, he was in He cast himself
on a motor bicycle and flashed off al
most before Dollabella had concluded
the account Of the accident.
The next day, after some debate
with herself, she sent in her little
maid TO inquire after her neighbor
The answer came back: Mr.. Ran
dall's compliments, and he was going
on very nicely, and would like to see
Miss Powney, If she could kindly find
time to go in"
Dollabella, flushing very much a.
the message, decided she could not
possibly md time to obey its request,
and, to emphasize the truth of this,
she sat idle for hours wondering
whether she could or not. Mere civil
ity demanded that she should go. She
said this again and again. The man
next door was lying on a couch, look
ing very forlorn
Please come in and sit down. Did
you mind my asking you to come IN
like this FL couldn't get to you-you
see"
I'm so glad you're. better" Dolla-
bella said primly, and she sat down
obediently.
1T was slight conclusion you
know, or l should be walking about"
said the man next door. Il had to
keep awfully quiet for "a hours. How
ever shall / thank you?"
Dollabella did not reply; she was
staring very hard at the damaged arm
In its spiints.
Not the Arm. =,
That isn't the arm l first aided"
she suddenly burst out. TIED up
your left--the one with the ring
know / did"
The man next door got crimson
right UP to his nicely marked eye
brows. Tit doesn't signify a bit, ;"
he said uncomfortably. You did 1t
beautifully-the doctor said so--and
how could you know which arm it
was If wasn't up to telling your"
"Pain--deformity- NUT
tered Dollabella. Il am tated," she
added distinctly, TO do idiotic things
where you are concerned" and two