Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-03-13
PRACTICAL ARTICLES AND M
THE DAILY STORY
Corthell's Health cure

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Corthell strodc along briskIv. The clear
/ morning air the bright sunlight and the
fertile fields bordering on the road were
/ all source of delight to him.
| In years Corthell had not felt justified
! In taking vacation Finally through
/ a combination of circumstances, he had
| been able to get together some capital
and by unrcmitting effort this had been
/ doubled and trcblcd into the fortune that
/ made him prominent in the money mar
| kct.
Then came the breakdown. rho fa-
: nous specialist i'm nervous diseases had
/ insisted upon a vacation. ITS either n
| few weeks vacation or years in an in
sane asylum he said bluntly. ron
/ know best which YOU want Make your
own choice"
He bowed Corthell out Three days
later tho broker was set down In a tiny
hamlet i'm tho northern part Of the state,
aud this was the nrst day of his trip.
lie had stopped to watch some mon
having when one Of them came toward
/ him
Looking for iob?" he demanded.
Corthcil laughed
~ don't know that am, he answered,
~ was going further on
"Ill give a dollar and q half day to
drive ono Of the rakes, he offered. know
how to drive?'
Corthel smiled. Ills team Of bays had
dozen blue ribbons to their credit
~ can drive some" he admitted
Jump up and drive that rake then
was tho mans curt answer aud to his
surprise Corthell found himself climbing
the fence and moving toward the horse
rake
I'm the afternoon he was expected 20 help
pitch the swcet-sccntcd hay upon the
cart Ilo worked until the muscles of his
back were sore and snarting, but gave no
sign Of his distress only worked away
with clCuchcd teeth When at last the
mon knocked off and tho final load started
To the 1aru he honvcd sigh of relief
Most Of the mon were from nearby
farms and these were paid Off and
started for their own homes. Corthell
was the last of the line, and the farmer
paused
- won't take anything off for the time
before YOU came" he said "Want TO
stay on till hayins vcr?'
Corthcll nodded.
~ guess / will" he agreed "Work
seems to agree with me"
"Comc on up to supper" ordered tho
farmer 81 guess mother can nX you up
with place over the woodshed,"
Corthcl followed his grim employer
across the fields, wondering what his
town associates would say could they
know that he had hired out for Sl5O
day.
I'If WAS plllN illlFt OF inc mon 1T
supper, and Mrs. Binder, with her
daughter Ruth, sat down to the table
with them. Ruth had been busy i'm the
kitchen during the noon meal. while hcr
mother had served At sight of her Cor
thcll was more than ever glad he had
taken the job.
Ruth reminded him of the little girl
who had been his .rst boyish sweet
heart. She had died just after he had
Eon" to the city, and in the absorption
of business he had come to divide women
into two ses-stenographers and
scrub women For the first time in years
he felt more than a passing interest i'm a .
woman, and when he and Ruth sat on
the stems he rested his tired body AGAINST
tho railing and chatted until bedtime.
Ruth he learned taught school in win
ter and, further, she was a graduate of
a well-known woman's college. She on
her side, recognized in him a person bet |
tor educated than the other farmhands, |
and plainly showed her interest.
The next few days Corthell toiled from |
da ybreak to shutdown for the sake OF !
tnose quiet evenings i'm the summer dusk, |
and love grew rapidly in their hearts.
Each found i'm the other traits they ad- /
mrcd, and Corthcll watched with dread .
the progress of the harvest. In a few
days only the REGULAR hired man would |
be needed. and this knowledge gave Cor
thel courage to speak.
Tney We're leaning over the top rail
Of the fence that lay beside the road
Mrs Binder, who was the organst at
the village church, was practicing the
Sunday music at the cheap organ in the
Darlor The old familiar hymns we're
hv distance and reused in Cor
thel a flood Of memories.
II suppose I shall be through by the
end If the week. said he. "Wil you be
sorry"
"Hcu know that" she said simply. 'I
shall be very sorry VIII your"
~ hope I shall not have to be very
sorry" he whispered. 81 hope to carry
with me your promise that | may come
for YOU again. VIII you promise, dear?
know that am almost stranger but
love you, sweetheart Can you trust
me-"
Il do trust YOU" sne said. when
YOU have made a home for me, come for
me. DO not be discouraged if the strug-
gle is hard. will wait patiently until
You get q start. and then we can fight
the world together"
She put her hand trustingly in his. and
he brown head and the one whose black
hair was slightly streaked with gray
drew together