Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1917-02-22

at seven, everything was oil right. The
medicine tray was just us II should be.
Johnny was asleep. i went 20 say
goodnight to him and he-he was
asleep. didn't give him anything hut
what was on the tray" she finished
plteously. II looked ut the label; al
ways look"
BY a shifting OF the group around
the bed. KS eyes looked for a moment
directly into Carlotta's. Just for a mo-
ment; then the crowd closed up again.
It was well for Carlotta that It did.
She looked as II she had seen a ghost
closed her eyes, even reeled.
Miss Harrison ls worn out" Doctor
Wilson said bEusquely. "Get some
one to TAKE her place."
But Carlotta rallied. After all, the
presence OF this mnn In this room at
such n time meant nothing. He was
Sldney's friend, that was all.
But her nerve was shaken. The thing
had gone beyond her. She had not
meant to kill. It was the boys weak
cned condition that was turning her
revenge into tragedy.
II am oil right" she pleaded across
the bed to the Head. LET me stay,
please. He's from my ward. II am
responsible"
Wilson was ut his wits end. He
had done everything he knew without
result. The boy, rouslng for an1nstnnt,
would lapse again into stupor. With a
healthy man they could have tried
more vigorous measures-could have
forced him TO his feet and walked him
about, could have beaten him with
knotted towels dipped in ice water.
But the wrecked body on the bed could
stand no such heroic treatment.
It was lie Moyne, after oil, who saved
Johnny ROsenfeld's life. For, when
staff and nurses had exhausted all
their resources, he stepped forward
with quiet word that brought the In.
ternes to their feet astonlshed.
There was a new treatment for such
cases-it had been tried abroad. He
looked at Max.
Max had never heard Of 1t. He
threw out his hands.
"Try 1t, for heavens sake" he said.
"Tm all In"
The apparatus was not In the house
must be extemporized, indeed, at
last, of odds and ends from the Operat-
ing room. X. did the work, his long
fingers deft and skiilful-while Mrs.
Rosenfeld knelt by the bed with her
face buried; while Sidney sat, dazed
and bewildered, on her little chair In
side the door; while night nurses tip
toed along the corridor, and the night
Waterman stared incredulous from out
side the door.
When the two great rectangles that
were the emergency ward windows had
turned from mirrors rejecting the
room TO gray rectangles in the morn
ing light. Johnny ROsenfeld opened his
eyes and spoke the first words that
marked his return from the dark val
ley.
Gee, this is the lifew he said, and
smiled into KS watchful face.
When 1t was clear that the boy
would live. X. rose stlffiy from the bed
side and went over to Sidney's chair.
"He's all right now" he Isald-"as
oil right as he can be. poor lad"
"YOu did it-yOu! How strange that
you should know such thing. How
am / to thank your"
The internes, talking among them
selves, had wandered down to the din
Ing room for early coffee. Wilson was
giving q few last instructions as to the
boys care. Quite Unexpectedly, Sid
ney caught KS hand and held 1t to
her lips. The iron repression of the
night, of months indeed, fell away be-
fore her simple caress.
"My dear, my DEAR" he said huskily.
Anything I can dO-fOr yOu-at any
time"
1t was after Sidney had crept like
broken thing TO her room that Carlotta
Harrison and X. came face to face.
Johnny was quite conscious by that
time, little blue around the lips, but
cheerful.
"MOre things can happen to fellow
than ever knew there VAST! he said
to his mother, and submitted rather
to her tears and caresses.
"You We're always a good boy, john
n.y." she said. "Just you get well
enough to come home. I'll take care
IF you the rest of my life. We will get
you q wheel-chalr when you can be
about, and / can take you out in the
park when come from work"
an be passenger and you'll be
ma"
"Mr. lie M0yne is going to get your
father sent up agnin. With slxty-hve
cents a day and what make, we'n get
along"
"Yon bet we wlllW
"oh, Johnny, If I could see you COM
ng. In the door again and yelling
mother and supper In one breathP
The meeting between CarlOtta and
Le Moyne was very quiet. She had
been making sort Of subcOnsclous I'M
preston on the retlna of-hls mind dur
ng all the night. It would be difficult