The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1918-10-01
The DAILY COMMONWEA1.~

sa1d the doctor, suddenly injecting ,
nSpooermlc into Marks arm.
Nv. alter that" said Mark. vino
.ns' BESIDES, I'm thinking OF adont
ing her myself" 9'
Ahu lie wondered what had made
iih say tnat when the thought he'd
+ haroly reached his own conscious.
ness.
See here, young man! Let mo 1ool
at that arm of yours before Won toll
that way. Hum! You'll be runnino
ever" '1
Ihank heaven for that!" calculated
Marx fervently. "Then I'll he in At
the DEATH"
ooubt it. I won't pass YOU for
uuty Tor six months to come" said the
uoctor' grlnnlng. Then, seeing Mark s
ueJecteu look, he added, more seri
ously:
You may thank the modern high
power bullet that you are going to keep
your arm, my boy. It's drilled a nice
nttie pencil-hole clean through the
JOINT instead of SCATTERING it, and
thats got to be filed in with new
growth. Even I can't grow bones in
q week. l wish r could. Ten wears
ago your arm would have had to come
OH. Ihere's nothing more 1 can do fo,.
you, my son. he added, as he smeared
! some sticky stuff over the wound and
began adjusting bandage, except tie
you up and put you in the hospital to-
night, and send you down to the base
| in the morning.
The devil you Will! I guess I'm
well enough to stay on the Job as
am"
Here, I haven't any moro time to
waste on your said the doctor.
"Pounce will make you sling and
you'll go into that tent and stay there.
or III cashier you. You won't be feel
Ing so spry tomorrow morning. Get
out -
He strobe away, leaving Mark look.
Ing into the grinning black face ct
Johnson.
After the sling had been adjusted
he discovered that the sense of we'll
being, due to the hypodermic, was al
servant helped him into the tent and
Major Howard brought in the little
girl, who at once coiled herself up to
sleep at Wallace's side.
What are you going to do about
her?' inquired the major, standing be-
side the camp bed and looking down
at Wallace uneasily.
HROi1 Soma oonroI oo1,, or<1 CO.
will dissolve the cellulose out of an
army biscuit
1T shall be done. guess that'll stay
her till morning. But seriously, Wal
lace?''
II suppose I'll have to assume the
responsibility for her. I'll take her
down to the base with me tomorrow
and ship her home to my people in
charge Of one Of the stewardesses on
some iner.''
1--WE got better scheme said the
major. LET me have her, Wallace.
My wife will go crazy over her. You
know she's always talking of adopting
a little girl. She's got her ideal type
In mind, and that's it. I was to look
round for one like that if ever the
chance came along.'
"Well, you'd better go on looking
round, Major" said Wallace, irritably.
"See here, my boy, you don't really
want that kid, do you?''
II do. I'll think over your proposi-
ton, Major, Of course, but my sister
would give her home and
"Let me send her to my wife. You
can claim her after the war, if you
Want to. Suppose you got killed; we'd
neither of us have her. If you don't
let me take her I'll make you pay for
it,
"HOw?"
'Tll order her a bath, under the
sanitary code. And you'll have to give
1t. And scraped beef-our beef!''
Get out, Major, and give me a
chance to yell when my wound hurts.
Listen! l tell you what I'm ready to
do. I'll let the regiment adopt her,
with myself as godfather