Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1918-09-06
THE VISION GIRL
BY MILDRED WHITE.


Alan, but that was before the dream
began. He had gone In his runabout,
to make the usual pretense Of medical
visits. for Alan's well-equlpped Office,
showed as yet no mark Of usage.
Upon this particular morning of the
disastrous auto ride, he was wonder
ing: "How he was going to get his
rent money together" When, at the
knottlest point of his problem, the
ear was held in deep rut of the coun-
try road. then without further warn
Ing, turned turtle, leaving Alan face
upward on messy bank.
This was the last he remembered,
The next development was his wonder
full dreaml With a realizing con-
sciousness of pain, he endeavored to
turn his bandaged head and discovered
that he was lying In a great curtain
draped bed of fashion of a century
ago. Through the golden brocade of
the draperies. Alan saw the room Of
princely appointment, chandeliers and
| wainscoting reminding him of stage
scenery Of an historic play.
The young doctor wrlnkled his
brows in perplexity, then smiled. 1t
was all an Illusion of course.
When he tried to stir the pain was
Intense, so he contented himself with
| reaching over the satin coverlet to
touch something tangible. Inadver-
tently his finger pressed button on
the mahogany, and around the canopy
over his head flashed row of elec-
trio lights. II was not the blow of
the accident, he decided which caused
him to see these strange things, but
some dope a doctor had probably ad-
ministered. When the effect wore of
he would find himself in the usual iron
bed Of hospital.
But now as the dream continued
resting comfortably in his gold-draped
bed, he saw before him panel of the
wanscoting slide aside, while in its
opening appeared a beautiful radiant
creature-a girl who seemed to be
from that same past period Of the
luxurious room.
Alan caught his breath rs the living
picture moved toward him. Then as
his eyes still gazed into the girls dark
ones, she lifted small heavily-ringed
land to smooth his hair.
| "Why," softly murmured the girl
"did you turn on the reading lights
Sunshine streams through the win
dow.S
At her touch the electricity was
turned off. Alan did not answer. OF
what use to talk to vision?
The girl sighed, as she turned from
him, another moment and she hat
passed through the panel in the wall
Restlessly he endeavored to raise him
self as am elderly woman entered the
room.
A man, evidently a physician will
his bag, followed. "Well" he ex
claimed cheerfully, looking down a
the injured one, consciousness at last
You have kept us guessing. How d.
you feel7"
"Tell me-" Alan asked painfully
"where I am"
"You are carefully housed in tn,
old Judge Weller estate" the docto
replied.
"Then 1t was not all an Illusion?
Alan eagerly questioned. He smiled
81 fancied that lady in trailing bro
cade came walking through the wall
The physician laughed. you'll hav,
no more such fancies,y he said. You
injury is really slight. Judge Weller
widow died recently, and the onl
ones at present In charge are famil.
servants. They await the settling o
the estate by the judges granddaugh
ter who Is abroad. The place and tn
Weller fortune are now hers"
When the doctor had gone, Ma,
gazed intently at the wall opposite
And as he watched. the panel swuu
again, and the girl was there.
A smiling, rose-clad figure thi
time, rs she advanced toward hin
GLOW do you do?" she asked. "Do(
tor tells me you are yourself at last
He advises that We move you out t
the balcony for little fresh air."
From the doorway the elderly won
an came forward. "Jake says" sh
announced, shat he won't carry nc
body out to the balcony tonight"
The girllsh rose.colored visio
whirlcd about sharply.
Tell Jake" she said positively
that am mistress here.' 1t wa
bewlldeflng.
Light came suddenly to Alan. Thi
was the granddaughter, of course, re
turned unexpectedly from abroa(
Alan's mendlng was slower than tn
doctor had hoped, and Alan was glat
Days of enchantment like those spen
upon the balcony came but once In
lifetime; his hostess was kind. TIL
olden time frocks had given place I
those of newer and simpler fashion
Back TO Alan's heart came the GloO,
of that first disastrous morning. Low
had found him, and he must go ava
with IL buried In his bosom. A penn
less physician may not ask the han
and heart of an heiress.
"rell me-" he asked, "how you cam
to me dressed In brocades, through
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