The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1915-06-05

plain TO be seen that be was very much
out OF patience. You've called In an
other doctor and a priest and now
hear that Presbyterian parson Is In
the library. Hang II all, Brood. why
don't you send forthe coroner and I'M
dertaker and have done with it! I'm
blessed II T."
Yyonne came swiftly 70 his side. lis
he conscious? Does he know
For Gods sake, Holder, Is there
any hope?" cried Brood.
"Ill behonest with you, Jim. don't
believe there is IL went In here,
above the heart. and it's lodged back
there by the spine somewhere. We
haven't located IL yet, but we will. Had
TO let up on the ether for awhile, you
see. lie opened his eyes few min
utes ago, Mrs. Brood. and my assistant
is certain that he whispered Lydia
Desmond's name. Sounded that way
to him, but. Of COURSE"
"Therel You see, James?" she cried,
whirIing upon her husband.
II think you'd better step In and see
him now. Jim" said the doctor. sud
denly becoming very gentle. He may
come to again and-well, II may be the
last time he'll ever open his eyes. Yes.
it's as bad as all that
'1'll goat once. said Brood. his
face ashen. You must revive him for
few minutes. Holder. There's some
thing I've got 10 say 10 him. He must
be able 70 hear and TO understand me-
II Is the most important thing In the
-" He choked up suddenly.
you'll have to be careful, Jim. He's
ready to collapse. Then it's all on"
Nevertheless, Doctor Holder, my
husband has something TO say to his
son that cannot be put OF for an in
slant. think IL will mean great
deal TO him in his fight for recovery.
II will make life worth living for him."
Holder stared for q second or two.
Hell need lot OF courage and II any
thing can put IL into him. he'll make
better fight. II you get chance. say
II TO him, Jim. lift it's got any
thing to do with his mother. say II, for
PHYS sake. He has moaned the word
dozen times"
1T has to do with his mother" Brood
cried out. Comet want you to hear
IT,, too. Holder"
There isn't much time to lose. I'm
afraid" began Holder, shaking his
head. His gaze suddenly rested on
Mrs. Brood's face. She was very erect
and smile such as he had never seen
before was on her lips-a smile that
puzzled and yet inspired him with a
positive, undeniable feeling OF. encour-
agementl
He is not going TO die. Doctor Hold
der" she said quietly. Something
went through his body that warmed II
curiously. He felt thrill, as one who
is seized by great oyerpowering ex-
element.
She preceded them into the hall
Brood came last He closed the door
behind him after swift glance about
the room that had been his most pri-
vate retreat for years.
He was never 10 set foot inside its
walls again. In that single glance he
babe farewell 20 Il forever. II was a
hated, unlovely spot He had spent an
age in it during those bitter morning
hours. an age OF imprisonment.
On the landing below they came up
on Lydia She was seated on win
dow ledge. leaning YEARLY against
the easement. She did not rise as they
approached. but watched them with
steady, smoldering eyes In which there
was no friendliness, no compassion.
They we're her enemies. they had killed
the thing she loved.
Brood's eyes met hers for an instant
and then fell before the bitter look
they encountered. His shoulders
dropped as he passed close by her mo-
tlonless figure and followed the doctor
down the hall TO the bedroom door. II
opened and closed an instant later and
he was with his son.
For long time. Lydia's somber, pit.
eous gaze hung upon the door through
which he had passed and which was
closed so cruelty against her. the one
who loved him best OF all. AT last she
looked away. her attention caught by
queer clicking sound near at hand. She
was surprised TO find Yvonne Brood
standing close beside her. her eyes
closed and her fingers telling the beads
that ran through her fingers. her lips
moving In voiceless prayer
The girl watched her DULY for few
moments, then with growing fascina-
ton. The incomprehensible creature
was prayingl To Lydia this seemed TO
be the most unnatural thing In all the
world. She could not associate prayer
with this woman's character: she
could not imagine her having been N
all her life possessed OF n fervent re-
llgious thought. II was impossible to
think OF her as being even hypocritical-
~ pious. Somehow the girl began TO
experience n strange feeling Of irrita-
ton. She turned her face away. un-