The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1917-01-27

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day. It shook her control.
"What does it matter to you? You
don't owe me anything"
perhaps not. One way and another
I've known you long time"
"You never knew anything very
good"
"Ill tell you where live, and"
II know where you live"
"Will you come to see me there? We
may be able to think of something"
"What is there to think Of? This
story will follow me wherever go!
I've tried twice for diploma and
failed. What's the use?"
But in the end he prevailed on her to
promise not to leave the city until she
had seen him again. 1t was not until
she had gone, straight figure with
haunted eyes, that he reflected whiln-
sically that once again he had defeated
his own plans for flight.
Sidney brought her letter to Joe hack
to X. She was flushed With the effort
and with new excitement.
'The most remarkable thing has
happened. What Il day this has been!
Somebody has sent Johnny Rosenfeld a
lot of money. The ward nurse wants
you to come back"
The ward had settled for the night.
The well-crdered beds OF the daytime
were chaotic now, torn apart by toss
Ing figures. The night was hot and an
electric fan hunmed in Il far corner.
Under its sporadic breezes, as it
turned. the ward was trying to sleep.
Johnny Resented was not asleep.
An incredible thing had happened to
him. A fortune lay under his pillow.
He was sure 1t WAS there, for ever
since it came his hot hand had clutched
1t.
He was quite sure that somehow or
other X. had had Il hand in it. When
he disclaimed it, the boy was bewil-
dered.
It'll buy the old lady what she
wants for the house. anyhow" ne said.
"But hope nobody's took up collec-
ton for me. l don't want no charity"
maybe Mr.. Howe sent it,
"You can bet your last match he
didn't"
In some unknown way the news had
reached the ward that Johnny's friend,
Mr.. LIE Moyne, was great surgeon.
Johnny mad rejected it scornfully.
But the story had seized on hid
Imagination.
"Say, Mr.. lie Moyne." 44Al.,--.,
Eyes. jack
He called him "Jack." The boy liked
1t. 1t savored of man to man. After
ALL he was man, or almost. HADN'T
he driven care Didn't he have q
state license2
They say that you're a surgeon
that you operated OH Doctor Wilson
ana saved his life. They say that
you're the king pin where you came
FROM" He eyed X. wistfully. II know
It's lie, but If it's true Don't you
think you could do something for me
sir?"
When K. did not reply at once, he
launched into an explanation.
i've been lying here good while.
didn't say much because knew II
have to take chance. Either I'd pull
through or wouldn't, and the odd.
were-well, I didn't say much. The
old lady's had Il lot of trouble. But
now, with this under my pillow for her
I've got right to ask. I'll take 6
chance. If you will"
Its only chance, Jack"
Il know that. But lie here and
watch these soaks off the street. Old
lot of them, and gettin' well to &c
out and starye, and Mr.. LIE Moyne
they can walk, and I can't"
X. drew long breath. He had
started, and now he must 60 on. Faith
in himself or no faith, he must go on
Life, that had loosed its hold on him
for time, had found him again.
I'll go over you carefully tomorrow
Jack. I'll tell you your chances hon
estly."
Il have a thousand dollars. What.
ever you charge"
It'll take it out of my board bill In
the new hOusc!'
AT four o'clock that morning X. got
back from seeing Joe off. The trip
had been without accident.
Over Sidney's letter Joe had shed q
shamefaced tear or two. And during
the night ride, with X. pushing the cur
to the utmost he had felt that the
boy, in keeping his hand in his pocket
had kept it Oh the letter. When the
road was smooth aid stretched ahead,
u gray-white line into the night, he
tried to talk a little courage into the
boys sick heart.
you'll see new people, new life," he
said. "In month from now you'll
wonder why you ever hung around the
Street. I have feeling that you're
going to make good down there"
And once, when the time for parting
was very near
mo matter what happens, keep on
believing in yourself. lost my faith
In myself once. 1t was pretty close to
hell"
Joe's response showed his entire self.
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