The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1917-03-30

medicine tray was just as It should be.
Johnny was asleep. went to say
goodnight to him and he-he was
asleep. l didn't give him anything but
what was on the tray" she finished
ways look"
BY a shifting of the group around
the bed, KS eyes looked for moment
directly into Carlotta's. Just for mo-
ment; then the crowd closed up again.
1t was well for Carlotta that it did.
She looked as if she had seen ghost
closed her eyes, even reeled.
"Miss Harrison is worn out" Doctor
Wilson said brusquely. "Get some
one to take her place"
But Carlotta rallied. After all, the
presence of this man in this room at
such a time meant nothing. He was
Sidney's friend, that was all.
But her nerve was shaken. The thing
had gone beyond her. She had not
meant to kill. 1t was the boys weak
ened condition that was turning her
revenge into tragedy.
81 am all right" she pleaded across
the bed to the Head. "Let me stay,
please. He's from my ward. IL am
responsible"
Wilson was at his wits end. He
had done everything he knew without
result. The boy, rousing for an instant,
would lapse again into stupor. With
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.
1t was LIE Moyne, after all, who saved
Johnny Rosenfeld's life. For, when
staff and nurses had exhausted all
their resources, he stepped forward
with a quiet word that brought the in
ternes to their feet astonished.
There was new treatment for such
cases-it had been tried abroad. He
looked at Max.
Max had never heard Of it. He
threw out his hands.
"Try it, for heavens sake" he said.
I'm all in"
The apparatus was not in the house
must be extemporized, indeed, at
last, of odds and ends from the operat-
ing room. K. did the work, his long
fingers deft and skillful-while Mrs.
Rosenfeld knelt by the bed with her
face buried; while Sidney sat, dazed
nj oi 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 life!" he said, and
smiled into KS watchful face.
When it was clear that the boy
would live, K. rose stifly from the bed
side and went over to Sidney's chair.
"He's all right now," he said-"as
all 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.
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boys care. Quite Unexpectedly, Sid
ney caught KS hand and held it 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
valiantly cheerful.
"More things can happen to fellow
than / ever knew there was!" he said
to his mother, and submitted rather
sheepishly to her tears and caresses.
"You were always a good boy, John
n.y." she said. "Just you get well
enough to come home. I'll take care
of you the rest of my life. We will get
you a wheel-chair when you can be
about, and I can take you out in the
park when I come from work"
"Pn be passenger and you'll be
chauffeur ma"
"Mr. LIE Moyne is going to get your
father sent up again. With sixty-five
cents day and what make. We'll get
along"
"You bet we will"
sob, Johnny, if could see you COM
ing in the door again and yelling
mother and supper in one breath /"
The meeting between Carlotta and
Ta Mnvna was very nuipt She had