Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-12-31
PHILPSTEELE
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y JAMES OLIVER CURwOOD
Author Of The Danger Tro 1heHonOr Of theB1s Snowser
Copyright, 1911. The pobSs- Merrill Company

opened 1t, and stepped outside. The
sky was thick and heavy, with only
a white blurr where the moon was
smothered. Fifty yards away the
gray gloom became Opaque. From
somewhere out of the night, and yet
from nowhere that they could point,
there came a human voice.
"Pier-r-r-r-e Thoreau-Pier-r re
Thoreau-Ho, Pierre Thoreau-
"Off there" shivered the doctor.
"No-out there!" said Philip
He raised his own voice in an
answering shout, and in response
there came again the cry for Pierre
Thoreau. r,-
I'm right" cried the doctor.
"Come!" .....
He darted away, his greatcoat max
ing dark blur in the night ahead
of Philip, who paused again to shout
through the megaphone of his hands.
There came no reply. A second
and third time he shouted, and still
there was no response.
Queer" he thought. What the
devil can it mean?"
The doctor had disappeared, and
he followed in the direction he had
gone. A hundred yards more and
he saw the dark blur again, close
to the ground The doctor was
bending over human form stretched
out in the snow.
"Just in, time" ne said to Philip
as he came up. Excitement had
gone from his voice now. 1t was
cool and professional, and he spoke
in commanding way to his COM
panion. you're heavier than I, so
take him by the shoulders and hold
It's, the cold, for his body is warm
and comfortable. feel something
wet and thick on his shirt, and it
may be blood. So hold his head
well up" n L.
Between them they carried him
back to the cabin, and with the
quick alertness OF man accustom-
ed to avery emergency of his pro-
fession the doctor stripped off his
two coats while Philip looked at
the face of the man whom they had
placed in his bunk. His own eX-
perience had acrNainted him with
violence and bloodshed, but in spite
of that fact he shuddered slightly
as he gazed on the unconscious form
Ief&as that of a young man of splen-
Il Il ali, IL A1N -1Nn
fade, short blond hair, and mag
nificent pair of shoulders. Beyond
the fact that he knew the face wore
no beard he could scarce have told
IN It we're white or black. From chin
to hair it was covered with stiffened
blood.
The doctor came to his side.
'A"Looks bad. doesn't he?" he said
cheerfully. Thought it wasn't the
Geld Heart beating too fast, pulse
too active. Ah-hot water if you
please, Philip"
He loosened the mans coat and
shirt, and few moments later,
when Philip brought towel and
basin of water, he rose from his ex-
animation.
tJust in time-as I said before"
he1 exclaimed with satisfaction.
You'd never have heard another
Pierre Thoreau' out of him. Philip"
hef went on, speaking the young
mans name as If he had been ac-
customed to doing it for long time.
Wound on the head-skull sound
loss OF blood from over-exertion.
Wen have him drinking coffee with
iHean hour If you'll make some"
1.-The doctor rolled up his shirt
sleeves and began to wash away the
blood.
+. "a good-looklng chap" he said
over his shoulder Face clean cut,
fine mouth, frontal bone that must
have brain behind it, square chin"
He broke off to ask: What do you
suppose happened to him?"
f.'Haven't got the slightest idea"
said Philip, putting the coffee pot
on the stove. "a blow, isn't it?"
Philip was turning up the wick
cry came from the bedside. Some
thing in it, low and suppressed, made
him turn so quickly that by clumsy
twist of his fingers the lamp was ex-
tinguished. He lighted 1t again and
faced the doctor. McGill was upon
his knees, terribly pale.
B"Good Heaven!" he gasped
whats the matter?"
Nothing, nothing, Phil-it was he,
He let ii out of him so unexectedly
that it startled me-"
81 thought 1t was your voice." said
Philip
i"No, no, 1t was his. See, he is
returning to consciousness"
The wounded mans eyes opened
slowly, and closed again. He heaved
a great sigh and stretched out his
arms as II about to waken from a
deep slumber. The doctor sprang to
his feet.
ave must have ice, Phil-finely