New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1917-02-16

htdItHg nun lIlty NOulu uuNG tIst'
more vigorous measures-could hav'
forced him to his feet and walked hin
about, could have beaten him witt
knotted towels dipped in ice water
But the wrecked body IN the bed coul'
stand no such heroic treatment.
1t was lie Moyne, after all, who savet
Johnny Rosenfeld's life. For, whel
staff and nurses had exhausted al
their resources, he stepped forwart
with a quiet word that brought the in
ternes to their feet astonished.
There was a new treatment for sucl
cases-it had been tried abroad. HI
looked at Max.
Max had never heard Of 1t. HI
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, al
last, Of odds and ends from the operat,
ing room. X. did the work, his long
fingers deft and skillful-while Mrs
Itosenfeld 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.
"Gce, this is the life" he said, and
smiled into KS watchful face.
When it vas clear that the boy
would live, X. rose stihly from the bed
side and went over to Sidney's chair.
Hes all right now" he said-'as
all right as he al be, poor lad !"
"lou did it-you. How strange that
you should know such Il thing. How
am ! TO thank you?"
The i%nterncs, talking among them
selves, had wandered down to the din
ing room for early coffee. Wilson was
Il few last instructions as to the
care. Quite unexpectedly, Sid
ncy caught KS hand and held it to
her lips. The iron repression of the
Of months indeed, fell away be-
fore her simple caress.
"AIy dear, my dear" he said huskily.
"Anything | an do-for you-ut any
time"
1t was after Sidney had crcpt like a
broken thing to her room that Carlotta
Harrison and X. came face to face.
Johnny was quite conscious by that
time, II little blue around the lips, but
valiantly cheerful.
More things can happen to a fellow
than | Y G knew there was :" he said
to his mother, and submitted rather
to her tears and carcsScS.
you were always IA 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 II wheel-chair when you can be
about, and | can take you out in the
park when | come from work"
I'll be passenger and you'll be
chauffeur, ma"
"Alr. lie Moyne is going to get your
sent up again. With siXty-five
a day and what l make, We'll get
you bet we will !"
"Oh, Johnny, if | could see you COM
ng in the door again and yelling |
mother and supper in one breath !" ,
The meeting between CarlOttu and
.c Moyne was very quiet. She had
,cen making a sort of subconscious i'm
on the retina of his mind dur
ng all the night. 1t would be difficult
o tell when he actually knew her.
When the preparations for moving
back to the big ward had been
made, the other nurses left the room,
nd Carlotta and the boy We're to-
X. stopped her on her way
o the door.
Miss Harrison !"
"Yes, Doctor Edwardes."
81 am not Doctor Edwardes here;
ny name is lie Moyne."
"Ah!"
Il have not seen you since you left
It. Johns"
"No; II rested for a few months"
81 suppose they do not know that
were-that you have had any pre-
ious hospital experience"
mo. Are you going to tell themT
81 shall not tell them, of course"
And thus, by simple mutual consent,
was arranged that each should re-
poet the others confidence.
Carlotta staggered to her room.
here had been n time, just before
avn, when she had had one of those
wifi revelations that sometimes come
t the end of a long night. She had
zen herself as she was. The boy was
cry low, hardly breathing. Her past
-retched before her, a series of small
and passionate outbursts,
Wifi Weddings, slow She
lred not look ahead. She would have
ven every hope she had in the world,
list then, for Sidney's stainless past.
She hated herself with that deadli-
It loathing that ONE with complete
'lf-revelation.
And she carried TO her room the
lowledge that the nights struggle
I'd been in vain-that, although John
: Rosenfeld would live, she had
lined nothing by what he had suf-
red. The whole night had shown
r the hopelessness of any stratagem
win Wilson from his new allegiance.