Cheraw chronicle. [volume] (Cheraw, S.C.) 1896-2005, 1919-05-08

pulled and heayed, but it was jarnmed
into the culyert and the ditch so tight
that they could not bulge 1t, though
they took risk enough ana suHered
blistered hands and charred clothes.
At last one chauffeur fastened
chain to the rear axle Of Wetherelrs
car and to the front axle OF his' and'
by alternate backing and swerVing'
dragged and hoisted Wetherelfs car
upward ms fsarward while other men
snatched Daphne from beneath and
away from the flames just as tney
were nibblIng=at her skirts.
At the same time they disclosed the
body of wetherell and with huge dif-
ficulty fetched It forth. Still others
found Leila In a heap, a toy with
broken joints.
The last thing Daphne had known
was the sensation Of being shaken TO
death, helpless mouse In a terriers
mouth. The next she knew was that
she was seated on the edge Of ditch
and leaning against the shoulder OF
kneeling woman in evening dress.
A number of shadowy men and
women wavered against the soaring
glare Of the gasoline.
They arrived at last at q hospital.
Daphne was lifted out and delivered
into the possession Of two curt young
internes. Shk was stretched on a lit
ter, carried feet foremost into an ele-
vator, down a corridor to room, and
rolled out on a bed. Two nurses pro-
ceeded to undress her and bathe her.
Then an older doctor came In and ex-
amined her Injuries. She blazed with
shame, one complete blush; but to
him she was hardly more than a car
brought to a garage. He nodded cheer
fully and said:
"Not-a- hsae broken, young lady,
and no internal arrangements that l
can discover. A few burns, that's all,
and a big shock"
"Is Leila hurt much" Daphne
mumbled.
".She is hurt trifle worse than you.
But she'll come round all right"
'I don't believe you'll" said Daphne,
and sighed, "Poor Bayard"
"Who is Bayard"
"My brother-her husband"
"Ah, the young man who was The
other young man was not your hus-
band, then"
Daphne shook her head. HE Is no
relation-a friend"
"Perhaps we'd better notify Bayard.
What's his last name? Has he a tele-
phoneT
Daphne muttered his name and num-
Der. Then her head was lifted, a cap
sule placed In her mouth, and a glass
of water held to her lips. When she
was restored to her pillow sedative
was within her to subdue the riot Of
her thoughts. .t2nma
She won p~e Megld
think Of herr now. She remembered
the money she had asked him to lend
her. It would be in the mornings
mail. But she would not be there to
open 1t. Mrs. Chivvis might not dare
to.
All her acquaintance Began to march
past Daphne's brain In review.
Thoughts and half-thoughts and whim-
sizes danced through her mind In car
nival of stupor and frenzy, while to
the eyes of the nurses she lay still and
slept.
In another room Leila was shrek
Ing and fighting, whimpering and
moaning, q torn gazelle under the
claws and fangs Of tigerish pain. Abb
ruptly there came lethal silence also
from her. They had succeeded In
drugglng her at last.
When Daphne had left Bayard In
the afternoon she had found that he
was depressed, but not how deeply.
She supposed that his money loss was
only failure Of expected profits, or
the mishap Of on Investment. She
did not dream that he was crippled
financially.
Bayard was so forlorn, so profound
ly ashamed Of his bad guesswork,
that he could not bear to show his
face at any Of his clubs that night.
He had boasted there too often of
having bought heavily Of the stock. He
had persuaded too many Of his friends
to invest in 1t.
So he went where busy men 60
when other places are closed to them.
He went home. When he reached his
apartment he found that Leila had
given the servants q night out.
Leila had left no word Of her own
plans. After forlorn delay Bayard
called for Daphne. She was gone, too,
with no word Of her return.
At last the telephone rang. A mans
voice spoke and explained that 1t
spoke from the hospital.
''Is Mr.. Kip there? Is this Mr.. Kip?
Mr.. Bayard Kip? Your wife is here,
and your sister, and your friend Weth-
erell-automobile accident-out here
on Long Island-pretty bad smash.
Your wife's not very well-better
come out-as soon as you can."
The world reeled. Bayard seized his
hat, played a tattoo on the elevator
bell, darted into the street, yelled at q
taxicab with feroclty,- got in, ordered
the driver to "go like hell" He kept
putting his head out to howl at him.
At the hospital he questioned the in
terne fiercely about Leila and Daphne,
and had evasive answers. He did not
ask about Wetherell. but the inferno