Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1915-09-18
'Where is Miss Young?" asked Mrs.

'No-my son sent for you, Miss
Ewing?"
Eyes, he sent Adolph with the car"
Did you ever meet my son before,
Miss Ewing?"
Sylvia's look of surprise was genu.
inc.
why. no, Mrs. Waring. Why do
you ask such a question:"
| Mrs. Waring frowned.
Because You are so pretty" she
said, and remained silent.
Sylvia's thoughts were chaotic. Her
| position was growing disagreeable,
and she determined to speak to Rich
ard Waring about it. The son of the
house spent his days in town and his
evenings, when his mother was I'M
able to see him, were spent among his
books in the library.
1t was here that Sylvia found him
that same evening.
May l have word with you. Mr..
| Waring?" she asked timidly, for she
was rather afraid of the handsome, re.
| served man.
with pleasure, Miss Ewing" he re-
turned cordially. He placed deem
chair for her in front of the fire and
stood leaning with one elbow on the
mantelpiece. I'm SO gratified that
mother has made such progress under
your care. Laidlaw thinks she may
| regain the use of her hand and arm"
Il am glad" said Sylvia, with
smiling flash CT gray eyes. But I'm
| afraid. Mr.. Waring, that your mother
is not quite happy with me-" A faint
color flickered in her cheeks.
Not happy with your" he ex-
claimed. THAT Is absurd" W
"She asks me why came and she
inquiries for a Miss Young who has
always nursed her. May I ask, Mr..
Waring, why you did not send for this
Miss Young?"
Warning regarded her thoughtfully.
! Then rueful smile overspread his
face.
ITO tell you the truth, Miss Ewing,
l did send for her"
"Why didn't she respond to your
CALF"
"Pll be hanged if 1 know! There,
it's out, and perhaps you'll help me
clear up the mystery. / sent Adolph
after Miss Young and he came back
with you. l supposed she had sent
you as substitute. l spoke to Doctor
Laidlaw and he complimented your
work, but he also said that Miss
Young was idle. Then | put Adolph
through the third degree-he declares
that he went to 33 Cypress street."
Number 33 Cyclamen street," in
terrupted Sylvia.
"Cyclamen street? Then he made a
mistake in the street and the similar
ity of the names-Ewing and Young
added to his confusion. Our telephone
was out of order that day, and l did
not call her by that means. / am sure
it was happy mistake for u.s." He
bowed courteously.
81 am afraid your mother does not
think so.' said Sylvia. Under the
circumstances | feel that | ought to
yield my place to Miss Young. 1t is
really her case"
please do not make any change;
mother is whimsical and-I wonder if
l may tell you the real reason why
she prefers Miss Young?"
Sylvia caught her breath. She
wished he would not look at her in
that peculiar manner. 1t made her
heart fiutter uncomfortably.
pray be frank with me, Mr.. War
ing" she managed to say.
With the long, curling lashes
against the pink of her cheeks, the
becoming white of her uniform, with
its dainty cap perched in her red
brown hair, Sylvia was indeed charm
ing.
MY mother is woman of preju-
dices,' he began, "and when her
brother, in his late middle age, sue
cumbed to the charms of a really no.
BILE woman of your profession, my
mother became very angry, and from
that date she denounced all trained
nurses as-you will pardon me, am
sure-sirens She believed them to
be designing, and with grown son
to protect from their wiles she uttered
decree that if sickness required a
trained nurse in her house it must be
one of such homely appearance that
| would be quite out of danger!" He
laughed ruefully, and Sylvia was
forced to join in.
SO mother made a business of
searching for a thoroughly reliable
nurse, whom she might call in when
sickness should overtake our family
and she finally discovered poor Miss
Young, who is plain and middle aged
and devoted to the memory of long
deceased lover. She is a faithful soul
and we are fond of her. So you see
your coming here was to my mother
menace!"
How absurd" cried Sylvia. but
| now / am convinced that nv nreeence