Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-09-24

who tries to save and to uplift his
fellow man must always tread the
path of martyrdom and drain the
cup of death?"
CHAPTER xxx.
Down In the white-wnlled little re.
ception room nm anxious group was
watting--Musgs Rafferty,. the old
sailorman and Jim, together with the
little cripple waiting for news. hop-
ing 1t might not be that which they
all knew 1t must be. In front Of the
door on which their eager eyes were
keeping watch now passed the figure
Of DR.. Tressor. On the instant,
Muggs was out In the hallway, con-
fronting him:
'.Say, Docl'' he exclaimed. his voice
sinking with dread as he noted the
doctors pale, worried face. 'how's he
stahdin' de gaff7 He amt all to de
mat yet, Is her
mo, Mugs. But he's a very sick
man. We've done our best, our level
best. but we can't promise anything"
Can see him ?"
mot yet. And I'm terribly busy
You mustn't butt IN, here. Go back
In there and wait. The best way
You can help him. now, is to be pa
tent"
Il getcha, Doc!" Muggs answered
nodding. 'T'll do de right ting. &c
to it!".
Without further discussion he re-
treated to the other watchers, while
Tressor. entering the hospital office
commanded the telephone opertor:
Get me Main 1881, as quick az
you canl''
"Main 43s1?"
Eyes, and tell them st. Philips
hospital must speak to Mr.. vinton
Immediately. At once. you under
stand?"
Eyes, SIR"
Came pause, while the girl did
her magic with plugs, cords and
switches. Then she announced:
I've got him. doctor. You can
use the instrument there by the
door,"
The watchers in the reception
room, listening acutely. heard the
doctors voice: tf
Hello? Mr.. vinton7 Mr.. Eliot
Vntony'
"This is Dr.. Tressor speaking, at
st. Philips hospital. Mr.. vinton,
your son, Bradford, has been sewers
~ injured. Stabbed In the left lung.
He is now at this hospital"
'what's that. sirY OF no intere..
to you7 But, sir, you nttst come at
once!"
My dear sir, this is Incredible!
Your son has just undergone an OPP
GRAFTON, and Is now In q very crit
ical condition. II he regains con-
seriousness, he viii probably call for
you, and your refusal to come may
entail fatal consequences"
"This is l1nheard OF! This IL bar
barous!" the doctor expostulated, his
voice rising with indignation. mfr.
Vinton-Mr. vinton-" Frantically
he ratified the receiver UP and down.
Then, after q moments silence, he
turned to the operator. Pale to the
lips with rage, He exclaimed:
"The brute has cut me Off"
Swearing under his breath, the
doctor stood there moment, unde-
cided what to do. Already the old
sailormhn had taken action. Cap in
hand he had silently departed from
the reception room and the hospital.
Eager questioners sought to detain
him, as he passed thru the crowd;
but answering nothing he elbowed
them all aside, and with bodeful
look on his weather-tan face,
made off down Hull street.
Some few minutes later, having
passed thru tortuous ways, skirted
the famed Boston Stone" cruised
past Dock Square and come to moor
ings in State street, the mariner
rounded to in the shadow OF the Old
State House and cast an appraising
eye aloft at the bulk Of the Exchange
building.
"Ay, that's where the old cap'n's
skulkin'," muttered he. IF I don't
drag him down out O. that crows
nest my name amt Jethro Lawless
an I never sailed blue water!"
Presently he was confronting Eliot
Vinton's office boy, who stared with
open faced interest at this rough,
gray Bearded, peck marked man with
the lobe of his left ear missing-tacit
reminder OF old, roistering days ana
nights when once an ear ring had
been torn away in some half forgot
ten sea fight off Barbados.
rs Cap'n Vinton here, lad?" asked
the mariner, fixing stern blue eyes
on the youngster IF he is, tell
him