Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-17

Nurse Sylvia Ewing was resting
after very difficult case which had
turned out happily for the patient. who
was now enjoying yachting cruise
in southern seas. But Sylvia, only re-
Gently graduated, was unused to the
hard routine and loss of sleep, and
now after two weeks of idleness there
were deep shadows under her gray
eyes and all the pretty color seem
ed drained from her cheeks.
She sat in her room at Mrs. Bills
boarding house, sorting over the bas-
ket of freshly Numbered uniforms,
aprons and caps. She was packing a
suitcase ready for any emergency call
and she had just completed her task
and shut away the extra garments In
her bureau drawers when there came
tap at the door.
Come in," said Sylvia.
It was Martha, the maid.
please, Miss Ewing, there's man
downstairs says he's come for you to
20 out to Windberry-a lady has been
taken suddsnly He's got a car down
at the door,
She handed Sylvia card and went
away.
Sylvia glanced at It, It bore the
name of Richard Waring and scrib-
bled underneath in pencil were few
words: MY mother has been sud
denly stricken. Can you come at
once? Adolph will bring you In the
car"
Sylvia did not know Richard War
ing-she had never heard Of him, but
she supposed 1t was one of DR.. Dor
mans cases. She was surprised that
the call had not come through the
customary channel, the doctors Office.
But there was no time for specu-
lation. A handsome limousine waited
at the curb and Sylvia donned her
white uniform, slipped on a topcoat,
snatched up her suitcase and, with
hurried word to Mrs. Bill, went out
and was assisted into the car by a
trim looking chauffeur. In another
moment they were spinning along the
fine road toward Windberry, charm
ing suburb.
Sylvia dropped the window and en-
joyed the fresh spring breeze that
I rushed into the stuffy car. Mile after
mile slipped away under the tires and
finally the car turned in between two
great stone posts and wound up
driveway under noble elms.
She was not prepared for the I'M
posing house-a long, rambling pile
of stone broken into many gables and
with a. score of red tiled chimneys.
A footman opened the door and
Adolph followed Sylvia and gave her
suitcase to a second footman, who led
the way to charming room on the
second floor.
"Mr. waring said you would find
him in the library" said the man as
he left the room.
Sylvia adjusted her costume, pinned
on her chic little cap and went down
stairs. She was all in white, from
her cap to her little shoes. A strand
of red-gold hair was loosened and
took away from the primness of her
attire.
The footman was waiting in the
lower hall. He opened door and
announced-"Miss Young!"
A man came forward to meet her.
There was blank surprise in his keen
clear face. but he quickly masked 1t
and held out his hand.
Il am very glad to see you, Miss
er-Young?"
Ewing" corrected Sylvia. II re-
ceived your card, Mr.. Warning"
She gave him the card Adolph had
presented and he thrust it into his
pocket.
Il suppose it is one Of DR.. Dor
mans cases?"
"Ah-no; Dr. Laidlaw Is our physi.
clan. Will you come to my mothers
room now, Miss Ewing?"
Mrs. Waring had suffered a slight
stroke of paralysis her speech was
not affected, but one arm and hand
were numb and helpless.
She opened her eyes when Sylvia
came to her bedside; and her eyes