Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-10-10

I'm not looking for bonuses I'm proud
of my work. To get this story is all want
That'll be enough. Thanks for the extension
in time. Goodnight"
So Florence received a long night letter in
the morning
And the doctor arrived at about the same
time. And called promptly upon his patient.
Fine " lie said "The sea air was Just
the thing. doctor always likes to find his
advice turning out we'll"
He glanced quizzicaly at Florence, who was
the picture of glowing health. Suddenly he
frowned anxiously.
You need not look at me-" she laughed.
Z" never felt better in all my life"
Are you quite sure?" he asked gravely.
Why, what in the world do you mean?"
He did not speak, but stepped forward and
took her by the wrist, holding his watch in
his other hand. He shook his head He
looked very solemn, indeed.
What is it2" demanded Susan, with grow
ing terror.
Go to your own room Immediately and ~
main there for the present" he ordered al
must see Miss Hargreave alone
He opened the door and Susan passed out
bewideredly. He returned to Florence, who
was even more bew!ldered than Lsr companion.
The doctor began to a'i her questions; how
she slept, If she was thirsty, felt pains in her
back. She answered all these questions vague
ly. Not the slightest suspicion entered her
head that she was being hoodwinked. Why
should she entertain any suspicion2 This
doctor, who seemed kindly and benevolent,
who had prescribed for Susan and benefited
her. why should she doubt him?"
In heavens name, tell me what is tie
matter?" she pleaded.
Stay here for a little while and I'll be
back Under no circumstances leave your
room till I return"
He paced out into the hall, to meet the
frantic Susan.
We must see the manager at once" he
replied to her queries. And we must be
extremely quiet about it. There must be no
excitement. You had better go to your room.
You must not go into Miss Hargreaves. Tell
me, where lave you been? Have you been
trying to do any charitable work among the
poorer class"s?"
Only once" admitted Susan, now on the
verge of tears.
Only once is sufficient. Come we'll 60
and see the manager together"
They arrived at the DESK and the manager
was summoned.
l take it," began the doctor lowly, that
70 ;&
among your guests, would create a good deal
of disturbance"
Disturbance! Good heavens, man, it
would ruin my business for the whole sea-
son!" exclaimed the astounded manager.
1 am sorry, but this young ladys COM
panion has been stricken with smallpox"
The manager fell back against his desk, his
jaw fallen. Susan turned as white as the
marble top
The only way to avoid trouble is to have
her conveyed Immediately to some place where
she can be treated properly. Not word to
any one now; absolute secrecy or panic
The manager was glad enough to agree.
She is not dangerous at present, but it Is
only matter of few hours when the disease
will become virulent. If you will place a
porter before Miss Hargreaves door till
make arrangements to take her away, that
will simplify matters"
Smallpox! Susan wandered aimlessly
about, half out of her mind with terror.
There was no help against such dread dis
ease. Her Florence, her pretty rosy checked
Florence, disfgured for life =!
Miss Susan, where is Florence?"
Susan stopped abruptly and looked into
the friendly eyes of Norton.
20, Mr.. Norton!" she gasped.
What's the troube?" instantly alert.
Florence has the smallpox"
Impossible Come with me-"
But the porter, having had the strictest
orders from the manager, refused to let them
into F'lorence's room.
Never mind, Susan. Come along" Out
of earshot of the porter he said: MY room
is directly above Florence's. Wen see what
can be done. Fhis smells of The Black Hun
dred a mile off. Smallpox! Only yesterday
she wrote me that she never felt better.
Have you wired Jones?"
"I never thought to!"
"Then I shall. Our old friends are at
work again"
But it's the same doctor who sent me
down here"
Norton fpowned.
What followed all appeared In the re-
porter's story, written three months later.
He and Susan went up to his room, raised the
flooring, cut through the ceiling, and with the
fire escape rope dropped below. One glance
at Florence's tearstained face was enough
for him. Norton's subsequent battle with the
doctor and his accomplices made very inter