The Winslow mail., 1914-11-14

vision of the uplands of Tibet rises
that citadel Of porcelain, that Gothic
pie the Lilo Porgyul-walls, towers
and peakS-a clear 1900 feet Of vein,
ed and spintered rock above the river.
And beyond it and eastward and west
ward rise peaks behind peaks against
the da !iup l.inalayan sky. Far
away pioW to lhe south the clouds of
the Indian rams pile up abruptly ana
are sta ed by an Invisible hand.
I.jther it was thar. with a dream
Hike sWiftness. Karenin few high over
the irri&ations Of Rajputana and the
towers and cupolAs Of the ultimate
Delhi, and The little group Of buildings,
albeit tie southwark wall dropped
nearly 500 feet. seemed to him as he
scared down to it like d toy lost among
these mountain Wildernesses. No road
calAe up to this place. 1t was reached
only by flight.
HIS pilot descended to the great
court Yard and Karenin, assisted by
his secretary, clambered down through
the wing fabric and made his way
him.
In this place, beyond infections and
noise and any distraction, surgery had
made for itself Il house of research
and healing faStness. The building
itself would have seemed very wonder
fuI to eyes accustomed to the t1lmsy
architecture of an age when power
was precious 1t was made of granite,
already a little roughened ON the out
side by frost but polished within and
of a tremendous solidity. And in a
honeycOmb of subtiy lit apartments
were the spotless research benches,
the operating tables. the Instruments
of brass and fine glass and platinum
and gold. Men and women came from
all parts of the world for study or ex-
pprineutal research. They wore
common uniform of white and ate at
lo"s tables together, but the patients
lived in an upper part of the buildings
and were cared for by nurses and skill
ed attendants.
The first man to greet Karenin was
Ciana, the scientific director Of the in
stitution. Beside him was Rachael
Borken. the chief organizer. You are
tired?' she asked, and old Karenin
shook his head "Cramped," he said
81 have wanted to visit such a place
as this"
He spoke as if he had no other bust
ness with them.
There was a little pause.
''How many scientific people have
you got here now?' he asked.
Just 392," said Rachel Borken.
And the patients and attendants.
and SO on?"
1.-TWO thousand and thirty"
II shall be a patient" said Karenin.
Il shall have to be a patient. But
should like to see things first. Pres
emily | will be patient"
''You will come to my roomsY' sug
gested Ciana.
And then | must talk to this doctor
of yours" said Karenin. But would
like to see a bit Of this place and talk
to some of your people before it comes
to that"
He WINGED and moved forward.
IL have left most OF my work In
order" he said
You have been working hard up to
nowf" asked Rachel Borken.
Yes And now / have nothing more
to do-and it seems strange And it's
a bother this illness, and having to
come down to oneself. This doorway
and that row of windows is we'll
done; the gray granite and just the
line Of gold and then those mountains
beyond through that arch. It's very
we'll done"
Karenin lay on the bed with a soft
white rug about him, and Fowler, who
was to be his surgeon, sat on the edge
Of the bed and talked to him. An
assistant was seated quietly in the
shadow behind the bed. The examina-
ton had been made and Karenin knew
what was before him. He was tired,
but serene.
$50 shall die" be said, unless you
operator
Fowler assented.
And them" said Karenin. smiling,
"probably | shall die"
Not certainly"
Even if do not die, shall be able
to work."
There is just chance"
$50 firstly shall probably die, and
if do not. then perhaps | shall be
useless invalid!"
Il think, il you live, you may be able
to go on-as you do now"
"Well, then, | suppose | must take
the risk of it. Yet couldn't you, Fow-
Ter, couldn't you drug me and patch
me instead of all DISSATISFACTION? A
/ few days of drugged and active life
and then the end?"
| Fowler thought We are not sure
enough yet to do things like that" he
! said.
But a day is coming when you will
| be certain"
| Fowler nodded.
You make me feel as though l was