The Elbert County tribune., 1913-04-18

| eiihe, Wuat Ii your name, young NOxn-
an?"
The doctor turned his searching
blue eyes toward Agatha again. a
courteous but eager inquiry under
meath his brusQue manner.
1T is a strange story, Doctor Thay
er," said Agatha somewhat reluctant
ly; but some time you shall hear 1t.
| must tell it to somebody. for need
help. My name is Agatha Redmond.
and l am from New York; and this
gentleman is James Hambleton of
Lynn-so he told me. He risked his
life to save mine. after we had aban-
doned the ship"
Il don't doubt IT," said Doctor
Thayer grufrly. Some blind dash In
to the future is the privilege OF youth.
That's why It's all recklessness and
foolishness"
Agatha looked at him keenly. struck
by some subtle irony In his voice. Il
think 1t is what you yourself would
have done. SIR" she said.
The doctor thrust out his chin in
his disconcerting way. and gave not
the least smile; but his small blue
eyes twinkled.
| My business is to see Just where
Pm going and to know exactly what
I'm DOING was the dry answer. He
turned watchful look toward James.
lying still there between them; then
he knelt down, putting an ear over
the patients heart.
All rightl' he assured her as he
came up. But we never know how
those organs are going to act" Sat
isfying himself further In regard to
James, he waited some time before
he addressed Agatha again. Then he
said. very deliberately: The ocean is
a savage enemy. My brother Hercu-
les used to quote that old Greek phil
osopher who said. Praise the sea. but
keep on land And sometimes l think
he was right Es
Agatha's tired mind had been try
ing to form some plan for their fu-
ture movements. She was uneasily
aware that she would soon have to
decide to do something; and. of
course, she ought to get back to New
York as soon as possible. But she
could not leave James Hambleton.
her friend and rescuer. nor did she
wish to. She was pondering the ques-
| tion as the doctor spoke: then sud
denly, at his words. curtain of mem
ory snapped up. MY brother Her
cules" and "Charlesport!"
She leaned forward. looking earnest
ly into the doctors face. "Oh. tell
me-" she cried impulsively. "is 1t pos
sible that you knew Hercules Thay-
er? That he was your brother? And
are we IN the neigbborhood of Ilion?"
"Yes-yes-yes," assented the doc
| tor. nodding to each Of her questions
in turn; "and l thought it was you.
Agatha Shaw's girl. from the first
But you should have come down by
landl" he dictated grimly.
"Oh. | didn't intend to come down
at ALL" cried Agatha; either by land
or waterl At least not yeti"
Doctor Thayer's jaw shot out and
his eyes shone. but not with humor
this time. He looked distinctly irri-
tated. But my dear Miss Agatha
Redmond. where did you intend to
go?"
Agatha couldn't, by any force OF
will keep her voice from stammering,
as she answered: Il wasn't g-going
anywhere. was k-kdnapped!"
Doctor Thayer looked sternly at
her, then reached toward his medicine
chest. MY dear young woman"
| (Why is 1t that when person is par
| ticularly out of temper, he is con-
strained to say MY Dear So and So?)
My dear young woman" said Doctor
Thayer. that's all right. but you must
take few drops Of this solution. And
let me feel your pulse"
Indeed. doctor. 1t is all so, Just as
say" interrupted Agatha. I'm not
feverish or out OF my head. not the
story now: I'm too tired"
Yes, that's SO. my dear child"
said the doctor, but in such an eyi-
dent tone of yielding to a delirious
person, that he nearly threw her into
fever with anger But on the whole.
Agatha was too tired to mind. He
took her hand. felt OF her pulse. and
slowly shook his head; but what he
had to say, II he had anything, was
necessarily postponed The launch
was putting into the harbor of
Charlesport.
Even on the dull day of their ar
rival, Charlesport was pleasant look
ing place. stretching up a steep hill
| beyond the ribbon OF street that bor-
| dered its harbor. Fish-houses and
small docks stood out here and there.
and one larger dock marked the far
thest point of land A great derrick
stood by one wharf. with piles OF
granite block near by.
Little Simon was calling directions
back to Hand at the engine as they
chugged past fishing smacks and moor