Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-07-30
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All other gifts apart, Miss Griersor
could boast Of decree Of executive
ability little inferior to her father'si
did boast of it when the occasion Of.
fered; and by the time the whistle was
sounding for Wahaska, all the ar
rangements had been made for the
provisional rescue Of the sick man in
lower six.
At the station single inquiry serv-
ed to give the Good Samaritan inten-
ton the right Of way. There was nc
friend to meet lower six; but the
Grierson carriage was waiting, with
the coachman and Mereside garden
er for bearers. From that to putting
the sick man to bed in one Of the
guest chambers of the lake-frontine
mansion at the opposite end Of the
town was a mere bit Of routine for
one so capable as Miss Grierson; and
twenty minutes after the successful
transfer she had Doctor Farnham at
the nameless ones bedside and was
telephoning the college infirmary for
a nurse.
Naturally, there were explanations
to be made when the doctor came
down. To her first anxious question
the answer came gravely: you have
a very sick man on your hands, Miss
Margery." Then the inevitable: "Who
is he?"
She spread her hands in a pretty
affectation of embarrassment.
What will you think Of me, DR..
Farnham, when tell you that I have
not the little atom of an idea?"
Charlotte's father was a small man,
with kindly eyes and the firm, straight
lined mouth Of his Puritan forbears.
Tell me about it," he said concisely
She told him.
A shrewd smile fiickered for an in
stant in the kindly eyes Of Wahaska's
best-beloved physician.
Almost anyone else would have
found plenty Of other things to door
not to do" was his comment. "Are
you prepared to go on, Miss Margery?'
There were fine little lines coming
and going between Miss Margerys
straight black brows. 1--WE needn't
do it by halves, DOCTOR" she said de-
cisively. "If it would be better to
wire st. Paul or Minneapolis and get
a trained nurse"
you'd stand the extra expense,
of course" laughed the doctor. "You
are all the worlds good angel when
you set out to be, Miss Margery. And
I'll send somebody before bedtime
Meanwhile, there's nothing to do but
to keep your patient quiet; and he'll
do that for himself for few hours.
gave him a bit Of anodyne before
came down."
Margery went to the outer door with
her kindly counselor, playing the part
Of the gracious hostess as one who Is
or who means to be, precisely letter
perfect; and after he was gone, she
went slowly upstairs and let herself
softly into the room of shaded lights
The sick man was resting quietly, and
he did not stir when she crossed to
the bed and laid a cool palm on his
forehead.
"You poor castaway!" she murmur-
ed. II wonder who you are, and tc
whom you belong? I suppose some
body has got to be mean and sneaky
and find out. Would you rather II
would be 1 than someone else who
might care even less than I do?"
The sleeping man opened unseeine
eyes and closed them again heavily
II found the money. Carlotta mai; yor
didn't know that, did you?" he NUT
tered; and then the narcotic seized
and held him again.
His clothes were on a chair, anC
when she had carried them to a light
that could be shaded completely from
the bed and it's occupant, she searched
/ the pockets one by one. 1t was lit
tie surprising to find all but two o.
them quite empty; no cards, no letters
no pen, pencil, pocketknife, or purse
nothing but a handkerchief, and ir
one pocket Of the waistcoat small
roll Of paper money, a few coins ant
two small keys.
She held the coat up to the electric
and examined it closely; the workman
chin tho frinnippS II waS NOT tailor.
made, she decided, and by all the little
signs and tokens it was quite new
And the same was true of the other
garments. But there was no tag OF
trademark on any Of them to show
where they came from.
Failing to find the necessary clue to
the castaway's identity in this pre-.
liminary search, she went on reso-
lutely, dragging the two suitcases over
to the lighted corner and unlocking
them with the keys taken from the
pocket Of the waistcoat.
The first yielded nothing but cloth
ing, all new and evidently unworn
The second held more clothing, 6
mans toilet appliances, also new and
unused. but apparently no scrap Of
writing or hint of name. With 9
little sigh Of baff1ement she took the
last tightly rolled bundle of clothing
from the suitcase. While she was lift.
ing it pistol fell out
In times past. Jasper Grierson':
daughter had known weapons anC
their faults and excellencies. "Tha
places him-a little" she mused, put
ting the pistol aside after she hat
glanced at it: He's from the east
he doesn't know a gun from a piece
of common hardware"
Further search in the tightly rolled
bundle was rewarded by the discovery
of typewriter book manuscript, un
signed. and with it an oblong packet
wrapped in brown paper and tied will
twine. She slipped the string and re-
moved the wrapping. The brick
shaped packet proved to be a thicl
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