Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1916-12-01

"oh, sirl" exclaimed the frightened
woman, 'what has happened? what
has happened to my poor dear mis-.
tress?s mis-
"Why did you let her leave tba
house?" 'He
she sent me away, sir. I never
dreamed that she was going ont aga,n
She told me she was very sleenv ond
wanted to retire, and L helped her r.
undress before 1 went. But she ain,t
bad hurt. is she?" she continued. stoon-
ing over the still figure and tendariv
smoothing back the disheveled hair
It's only the cheek bruised and 4ba
forehead cut a little-it's the blood
that makes it look like a bad h,rt
See, when / battle it. it is not bad
hurt, sir. She's just been-shes inst
WORKOUT, poor thing-and she's asleen
that's ALL"
lie made no answer to the woman's
speech, but turned toward me. give
doors from here" he said, "and to
your left as you go out, you will find
the residence of Doctor Worrel. Go to
him for me, and tell him he is wanted
here at once. Tell him my mother is
much worse. He will understand. T
would go myself, but must see about
arranging for your comfort upon your
return, for you will not leave me till
broad daylight--you must not! I
bowed in silent acceptance of his
wishes, and turned upon my errand.
Fortunately, the doctor was at home,
and returned at once with me to my
friend, where, after a careful exami-
nation of his patient, he assured the
anxious son that the wounds were
only slight, and that her unconscious
condition was simply "the result of
overstimulation, perhaps" as he deli
cately put it. She would doubtless
waken In her usual rational state-an
occurrence really more to be feared
than desired, since her peculiar SEN
sitiveness might feel too keenly the
unfortunate happening. Anyway"
he continued, II will call early in the
morning, and, in the event of her
awakening before that time, 1 will
leave sedative with Mary, with di-
rectiOns she will attend to. She will
remain here at her side. And as to
yourself, Mr.. Clark" the doctor went
on in an anxious tone, as he marked
the haggard face and hollow eyes,
Il insist that you retire. You must
rest, sir-worrying for the past week
as you have been doing is telling on
you painfully. You need rest-and
you must take it."
"And I WILL" said Mr.. Clark sub
missively. STOPPING again, he clasped
the sleeping face between his hands
and kissed it tenderly. "Good night y
heard him whisper-"good night
good night!" He turned, and motion
ing for me to follow, opened the door
doctor, good night! Good night,
Maryw
He led the way to his own room up
stairs. "And now, my friend" he said
as he waved me to an easy chair, Il
have but two other favors to ask of
you: The first is, that you talk to me,
or read to me, or tell me fairy tales, or
riddles-anything SO that you keep it
up necessarily, and never leave off till
you find me fast asleep. Then in the
next room you will find comfortable
bed. Leave me sleeping here, and you
sleep there. And the second favor"
he continued, with a slow smile and
an affected air of great elaboration
snh cIy hn 70
vor of you now. I'll keep it for you
till tomorrow" And as he turned
laughingly away and paced three or
four times across the room, in his
step, his gait, the general carriage of
the figure, was curiously reminded
of the time, years before, that had
watched him from the door of the
caboose, as he walked up the subur-
ban street till the movement of the
train had hidden him from view.
swell, what will you do?' he asked,
as he wheeled a cozy-cushioned lounge
close beside my chair, and removing
his coat, flung himself languidly down.
Twill you talk or read to me?"
81 will read" I said, as picked up
a book to begin my vigil.
Hold just a minute, them" he said,
drawing card and pencil from his
vest.-T may want to jot down a
note OIL two.-Now, go ahead"
l had been reading in a low voice
steadily for perhaps an hour, my COM
panion never stirring from his first pO-
sition, but although my eyes were
never lifted from the book, / knew by
the occasional sound of his pencil that
he had not yet dropped asleep. And
so, without pause, / read monOto-
nously on. At last he turned heavily.
paused. With his eyes closed he
Eloped his hand across my knees and
grasped my own. go on with the
reading" he said drowsily-'"Guess