Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-02-26
copyrisht, 1919. by Frank l. Packard.

be explaining this to the Eskimos at
Oo-lou-lou, the near inyalids in Cali
fornia will be packing their trunks.
likewise those in the languid shade OF
the Florida palms; they'll be listing 1t
On the stock exchange Of New York,
and the breath Of Eden will watt itself
DER plain and valley until"-he stop
ped suddenly as Mrs. Thornton's voice
reached him.
'I'm going to walk back, Robert"
Eyes; but, Naida," Thornton protest
ed, you're not strong enough yet"
Don't you understand" she cried,
half laughing. half sobbing. "There is
no yet I'm cured, dear-all cured.
I'm well and strong. Try to under.
stand, Robert-oh, I'm so happy, So
SO thankful. I know it's almost impos-
sible to believe-but try to under
stand"
II am trying to-" said Thornton
numbly, watching her as she moved
about. "And It seems as though I
were in a dream-that this isn't real
that you're not real" o.
TITS not q dream" she affirmed.
"Oh, I'm so strong again! Why, Rob.
ert, it would be just as absurd for me
to be wheeled back in that chair as for
you to be, and besides have no right
to do that now. It would be a sacri-
lege, profaning the gratitude in my
heart. am cured, and these poor peo-
pie here must see that I am cured.
Robert, we must leave that wheel chair
here that others, poor sufferers who
will come now, will see and believe
and be cured too And. Robert, in
some way we who are rich must do
something to help people get here"
"Naida"-and Thornton's voice was
low and shaken-"I feel as though I
were in another world. I have seen
what can hardly make myself believe
that have seen. I feel as you do
about helping others. How could I
feel otherwise7 What We can do do
not know a. yet either, but will do
anything. was 4 scofang fool, and
you were cured before my eyes, 4 boy
was cured, and that other. deformed
as no creature was ever deformed be-
fore, was cured"
Thornton's lips quivered, and he hid
his face in his hands.
while the iron is hot-strike," MUIR
INJURED Madison.
He gazed a moment longer at the
group. Mrs. Thornton's hand was on
her husbands shoulder now, then his
eyes roved over the frenzied scenes
still being enacted everywhere upon
the lawn.
Madison, seemingly as aimless, as
hysterical, as the hundreds about him,
moved here and there, but unostenta-
tiously he kept nearing the upper end
Of the lawn, and finally. hidden by the
woodshed at the farther end Of the
cottage, he slipped quickly around to
the rear. Here the garden stretched
almost to the edge Of the sandy beach
not soul was in sight-and the best
of the surf deadened the sound from
the front lawn to little more than a
low, distinct murmur.
Quickly now Madison stepped to
where one of the old fashioned win
dows that swung inward from the Gen.
ter like double doors was open and,
reaching in his hand, tapped sharply
twice In succession with his knuckles
on the pane. Again he knocked. Came
then the sound Of footsteps, and from
the hall the Floppers face peered eau
tiously around the jamb Of the door.
Tell Helena to come here" called
Madison softly.
The Hopper turned his head. called
obediently and in dazed sort Of way
came himself to the window. His face
was haggard, and he shivered as he
licked his lips.
II pulled de stunt" said the Flopper
in croaking voice. "But de kid, Doc
did you see the kid? got de shakes.
It's likes de whole Of hell an de other
place was loose, an Helena's gone bat
ty, an'-pipe her, dere she is"
Into the room came Helena, her face
like chalk, all color gone from even her
lips. She clutched at the window be-
side the Flopper for support.
"I'm frightened" she whispered.
We've gone too far-it's-it's-John
Madison, I'm frightened"
(To Be Continued.)