The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1915-07-24

II made the conductor take me 10
see him. He talked TO me In Italian
| and called me 'Cariotta mia.
'Humph! he didn't lonk Ike dago."
HE isn't: It's Just because he d
delirious."
There was long pause. broken
finally BY q curt ''wellw from the
father.
i've been thinking" was the slow
response. "Of course, there is q
chance that he has friends In Wa
haska, and that someone will be At ths
train to meet him. But 1t Is only .
4 chance
why doesn't the conductor tefe-
graph ahead and find out7"
HE doesn't know the mans name.
tried to get him to look for q card.
or 10 break into the siitcases under
the berth. but he says the regulations
won't let him"
'Well," said the father again. this
| time with a more decided upward In
Election. Then he added: You've
made up your mind what you're going
to do: say f."
Margery's decision was announced
crisply. There is no hospital to send
him to-which Is Wahaskas shame
Maybe he will be met and taken caro-
OF by his friends: IL he is, well and
good; II he isn't. we'll put him In the
carriage and take him home with us"
The cast-iron smile with the indul
gent attachment wrinkled frostily
upon Jasper Grierson's heavy face.
THE Good Samaritan act. Ell? I've
known you a long time. MadgIe. but
never can tell when you're going to
break out In a brand-new spot. Didn't
lose any of your unexpectedness In
Florida, did your"
Miss Margery tossed her pretty
head. and the dark eyes snapped.
Somebody in the family has to
think OF something besides making
money" she retorted. Please lend
me your pencil; l want to do some
wiring"
All other gifts apart, Miss Grierson
could boast OF a degree OF executive
ability little inferior to her fathers;
did boast OF II 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 a single inquiry served
to give the Good Samaritan Intention
the right OF way. There were no
friends TO meet lower six; but the
Grierson carriage was waiting. with
the coachman and Mereside gardener,
for bearers. From that to putting the
sick man to bed in one OF the guest
chambers OF the lake-fronting mansion
ut 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 teiephoning the col
lege infirmary for q nurse.
Naturally. there were explanations
to be made when the doctor camo
down. To her first anxious question
the answer came grayely: You have
very sick man on your hands. Miss
Margery." Then the inevitable:
Who Is her"
She spread her hands In a pretty az
fectation OF embarrassment.
What will you think OF me. Doctor
Farnham, when tell you that
haven't the lIttlest 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 conclsely.
She told him
A shrewd smile hickered for an In
slant 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 Margery's
straight black brows. we needn't
do Il by halves. doctor" she said de
clsively. IF 1t would be better to
wire St Paul or Minneapolis and get
q 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 fore