Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1916-08-11
.tcopyrish,. 1910. BY Mr. wlsoa woodro-,

run the show. A live wire like your
husband, especially with his city ex-
perience, would just about fill the bill.
Do you suppose, Mrs. Billiard, that the
doctor would consider an offer of that
kind?"
Esther dropped her eyes to conceal
the CLEAN of eagerness in them.
81 really don't know" She plated
her skirt thoughtfully between her
fingers. "How much would the posi-
ton be worth?"
I'm afraid not more than twenty
five hundred dollars" The man spoke
alphabetically, never dreaming how
narrowly he escaped an ecstatic hug
from the demure young woman beside
him. George had told her that they
would be extraordinarily lucky if he
took in 81 1000 on his first year.
She succeeded in concealing her feel
ings, however.
THAT seems rather small, don't you
think?" she murmured, and the upshot
of it was that she came into the house
with cheeks flushed and eyes dancing
with excitement.
"Oh, George! George!" she ex-
claimed. "Was there ever such a
stroke of good fortune? You're going
to be offered the post of surgeon for
the gas company at a salary of three
thousand dollars year."
Esther was a proud and happy wom-
an, and proud and happy woman she
remained throughout the succeeding
five years of their married life.
The doctors suspicious start proved
no flash in the pan, but the firing OF
scintillating train which went leap
ing on from success to success.
Billiard had commenced to special
ize as a surgeon. Even at medical
school he had been noted for the
steadiness of his hand, and the skill
with which he handled the knife. Yet
no one at the old p and S-neither his
preceptors nor fellow students-would
ever have dreamed of predicting an es-
pecially brilliant career for him.
Steady, dependable, conscientious;
those were the terms they would have
applied to him. How was it then, that
at twenty-eight he became known as
the author of the celebrated Billiard
operation, and chosen as the directing
head of the great memorial hospital
| which Mrs. Sylvia Sands was propos-
ing to erect to her deceased husband
| Again, as the French proverb has it,
"Cherchez la femme" In this case,
"Cherchez PEsther."
Ever she was on the lookout for
some way to further his fortunes and
advance his standing; so, when she
saw in the paper that the great hos
pital for which James L. Sands had
left by will portion of his millions
was to be erected at his birthplace
Mortentown, the suggestion at once
came to her that no one was so fitted
to take charge of the institution as
her doctor"
| Esther had met Mrs. Sands during
one of the latter's more or less infre
quent visits to Mortentown; for the
| junior of her late husband by many
years, the restless young woman had
in his lifetime hardly given the poor
old millionaire a chance to draw long
breath, so perpetually did she keep
| him on the go. Now, her brief period
of mourning over, Mrs. Sands frankly
ragged at the harsh necessity which
kept her in staid quiet Mortentown
/ She was compelled to remain here fo1
a year or more, and middle her brains
over a dreary old hospital.
| She was dolefully bewailing the un'
welcome prospect one afternoon when
! Mrs. Billiard was announced, and
snatching at any diversion, ordered
her caller to be Immediately shown In
Esther made no secret of her mis-
sion but went directly to the point
Mrs. Sands" she said with charm
ing naivete, 81 have the most wonder
full husband in the world, and the very
man you need to take charge OF this
new hospital of yours and make 1t
tremendous success. He can relieve
YOU of all the bother in connection
with the plans, and will give you a
thousand valuable ideas and sugges
tions which nobody else would ever
think Of"
Mrs. Sands stirred to show or IN
terest. Hitherto she had never though
of anyone for the vacant post bu'
some eminent gray-beard from one
of the eastern colleges.
She had met Doctor Billiard, ane
like everybody else had been mos
favorably impressed with him Il
might be rather amusing, she renected
to be so closely associated with
young, good-loeking man of his type
He has national reputation, yot
know. as the author of the Billiard op
Grafton put in Esther with little
touch of wifely pride, and that set
tied it.
Mrs. Sands rose impulsively from
the couch where she sat.
81 wonder il he could come here
right away, and talk things over witt
me-" she said. Can you get hold o
him?" waving her hand toward thu
telephone stand. .
So it happened that the doctor, sit
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