The log cabin Democrat., 1916-05-26

udhsei ueloTe GlduyS even thought or the intimacy that seemed suddenly to have been restored between them. And on the fourth day MT. Parsons came home. The telegram had fol- lowed him from city to city, finally catching him in Pennsylvania He brought with him a chauffeur, young, spectacled man, whom he at once installed in the house. And, hur- rying to his wifes bedside, he found her already convalescent.
 Two days passed; then Haynes an nounced that the crisis was well past, and that his further attendance would not be necessary. The banker was then at his wife's bedside; Gladys was out of the room, and as Haynes started to leave the banker motioned to him to be seated.
 We can't let you go from us like this" he said. Wont you make us an explanation?"
 "Of what?" asked Haynes quietly. "Of your friendship for us, and it's sudden cessation
 "I have nothing to explain" said Haynes, striving to retain his self possession.
 Then I will explain" the banker answered, and at that moment his daughter entered. Gladys, please sit down." he continued. What I am go- ing to say is painful-but it is neces- sary. Doctor Haynes, I may say that. having seen your university certif1- cate in your office followed that clue and discovered certain facts" Haynes, ghastly white, remained leaning against the door, watching the banker with .an inscrutable expres- sion.
 You were operating surgeon in a New York hospital two years ago." continued MT. Parsons. One day you had the duty of removing a patients eye. When the bandages were taken off it was found that the sightless eye was left, the good eye removed"
 Haynes bowed his head; the look of utter dejection was pitiable. But he never spoke.
 You gave up your practice" con- tinued Mir Parsons. You turned over all your savings to the man whom you considered you had wronged. You wrote him a letter stating that you meant to pay him a fixed sum every month for the remainder of your life. All this was highly creditable to you"
 "Well?" queried Haynes, raising his head and looking the banker in the face for the first time. Tt has hap pened to other surgeons; it might have happened to any. Yes, all that you have said is true. I never knew how I had come to make the blunder. But left New York and came to this little village, hoping to forget the past, and live it down at least, though I knew I could never forget" That, too, was creditable."
 May I ask why you have investi- gated this matter?" demanded Haynes. Have I ever wronged you?" q have investigated it." returned the banker, because I came to the conclusion that you might have been mistaken. Who told you you had blundered? My dear fellow, it was not true; it was joke, ghastly medical joke such as the doctors at hospitals play upon young surgeons. They tried to find you, but they failed. And you had hidden your tracks too we'll" Haynes stared at him as if he could not understand. The banker went to the door and called his chauffeur.
 Here is your patient" he said, as the man came in. Perhaps you rec ognize each other now?"
 And he went softly out, drawing his chauffeur after him. He entered his library, but he knew that Haynes and Gladys were together, and that the wrong and shame had been forgotten in their happiness.