White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1918-06-23

himself to speak quietly and his voice
gave no hint of the agony Of fear tAat
possessed him.
Are you going TO LET your will
stand between us. spoil our livesf
Happiness will lengthen yours. And
miner lie drew a deep breath. I'VE
will not talk of mine. dear. For your
own sake | implore you TO listen to
me-
"Auntie. what does Doctor Max
want YOU 70 do The forgotten child
slipped between them and threw an
arm across the frail figure.
lie wishes me TO go away with
him. dear
"win YOUR Ruth questioned in
sudden fear.
Tie weary eyes looked steadily into
the dominant ones above her and were
held by the pain and misery she saw
in their depths. Her own were dark
with suffering as she turned away
with a sigh.
"No. sweetheart"
With a laugh of relief the child re-
sumed her play and the man left the
room.
Some hours later as the last rays
Of the setting sun glinted across the
floWer-scenfed room. Ruth danced into
it holding her doll closely saying over
and over one word until the fsthm
reached the dulled consciousness Of
the woman lying on the couch and
aroused her.
"What is it you say, dear7"
"Such a funny word that nanny
told me about" the child answered.
"Skidded. / want to know what it
means, because she says Doctor Max
did it down the hill. She didn't tell
me where
Suddenly erect Margaret stared at
the child. Tell Nanny Rose to come
here. Ruth. and we will find out what
she meant
as righ' hyar. Miss Mar'gret. I
jus dun foller dat chif case | feared
she'd say somefin' she shouldn't. Now
don yo' git skeered. honey, fo' thar
ain nothln' to git skeered about"
"What are you talking about. Nam
my? What has happened to Doctor
Max? Tell me at once"
Jus nufiin but what dat no count
Niger, Jake, toll me. He say de doc
tor skidded. eff yo' know what dat
mean. an dun brought up at de horse
piddle. Lan's sakel Whar yo' goin'.
Miss Margaret. hab yo' done gone
clare crazyT
For Margaret had left the couch
and was making her way slowly,
stumblingly toward the veranda
through the open window.
Followed by her old nurse and the
wondering child. with one intent, to
reach the hospital around the corner
from her home. she vent fa~lteringly
on. catching now and then 70 man.
my's shoulder. again strengthening
herself and walking alone while The
old colored woman muttered impreca-
tions upon her son. Jake. whose story
had brought about this unheard-of
thing.
But the strength. keyed for the mo-
ment to unusual exertion could last
but a little time. Conscious that it
wis fast leaving her, Margeret prayed
for ii TO last until she reached the
building; prayed that she would be
in time 10 tell him that she was awake
at last. Nothing mattered but that
he should know what life would mean
to her without him, and she hurried,
hurried until at length she sank ex.
hausted upon the steps leading up to
st. Luke's.
There were people about who stared
at her. Nanny Rose with hands
upon her bulging hips glared at them
as she sheltered the girl with her
huge figure. Then an inspiration
came to her and her manner changed
to ingratiating blandness.
EFF one oh yo'alls II 90 up thar
an ask fo' de doctor / suttinly'd be
much erbleeged."
"Any one In Particular some one
asked.
"Suttinly not" she replied. with
dignity. Jus some doctor1l do"
She waited long. long enough foi
the passersby. their curiosity unsat.
isied. to go their different ways,
Hearing steps behind her she turned
and for the second time within the
hour gasped out her amazement at the
unexpected.
so Gawds sake Wot yo' doin'
runnin' down desc hyar stairsi Miss
Mar'gret an me fou't yo' vas daid :"
FLUSH Nanny" Doctor Max said
imperatiyely. Hush" STOPPING, ne
gathered the girl into his arms. Then
Margaret spoke.
81 am only tired. just tired. Is II
really YOU. MAXI | was afraid ]
would never reach you and | wanted
so TO tell you that | give up. !
thought I was right, dear. but moth