Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-09-30


the marvel and the glory of wom-
ans body.
Miss Pennell." said the physician,
there are two principal methods of
TRANSMISSION. as you probably know
Can you endure the direct method,
with Aveling's apparatus? If so, I'll
| have another bed brought in, and
put beside his. If not, I'll use the
kimpton- Brown tube. with sodium
citrate to prevent hemolysis"
"The direct method is quicker and
more efficacious %
Yes"
"Have the bed brought IN at once"
GU understand the risk? OF
course But there's something else
TO consider. The direct method is
extremely painful Sometimes 1t ov
ercomes the determination or the
donor. Shall l have an anaesthetic
| for your"
No! Pain? | shall glory in it.'
she cried triumphantly. Fear pain :.
long for 1t. This won't be pain,
/ Doctor. 1t will be only joy to me
the keenest joy in the world"
| "What-what's that you say?" he
stammered, in amazemenf.
| What can YOU, a man. know OF
the sacred happiness OF pain?'' she
cried. TRANSPORTED. only women can
know that--enly women can UNDER
stand the sublimity of pain, when Il
gives Ife!"
| Astonished. the physician peered at
her, silent with wonder
"All human life has been brought
by our palm" said she with eager
| joyousness. Pain is our heritage.
that life may be given to the world
| find the symbol of that universal
crucifixion of womanhood. here and
now, in this supreme privilege. This
man, who has so loved me that he
has turned his back on all he might
have had. and sought me in the
! slums. is dying now because of that
remuneration. There is Il chance that
I may save him. How can yo, sneak
OF pain to me? This cannot be PAIN
but will be joy and gladness beyond
all telling--a touch OF the divine--a
/ glimpse of paradise"
| Silently the physician nodded
|
that thru the centuries this vigor
and vitality had been preserved for
just such cuiminant moment min
gled in his brain with understanding
CT her exaltation.
1T shall be as you desire said he
quietly. He stepped to the house
telephone to order the bed and the
necessary apparatus. Whether ii sue
coed or fail, your gift OF life to this
| man and To the world shall be given
with fun consciousness. as only you
only you---can give it,"
| CHAPTER XxXIv
When. lying in her white iron bed
close beside that OF Bradford Vin-
/ ton. Sylvia felt the biting pang OF
the first incision. no groan escaped
her. Only deep sigh, as of sublime
content, welled from her heart. A
smile of singular beauty iiiumined
her face. Her eyes closed. She SEEM
ed praying:
Deeply now the physician drove
/ the shining pointed canula thru her
! flesh and mp into a blue vein in the
hollow of her arm, close beneath the
/ constructing tourniquet. Gravely he
/ regulated the gushing flow of blood
| thru the tube, into the empty veins
/ of the dying man. Withfthe- closest
/ scientific care he watched. to prevent
the passing Of any air-bubbie: for
/ even the tiniest. he knew, must prove
Absolutely fatal.
| Now and then his gaze flicked oyer
the girls face. in quest of any sign
1 of weakening. but there came none.
/ Astonished, the nurse in attendance
observed this strange spectacle. Won
| dering how Sylvia could lie SO still.
| insenatble to suffering, beautified by
agony.
| With a solemn JOY. acknowledging,
materials and heroic, the girl now felt
| her life steadily and warmly flowing
| from her body into the body Of the
| man she loved a sense OF consecra-
| ton wrapped her sonl. noble and
ma jestic beatitude. f'he torment of
| her riven flesh. aecp-stslbbed by the
! harsh metal. seemed transmitted to "A
kind of strange and mystic ecstasys,
akin to the ravishnaent that martyrs
of another day felt in the flame
| that could consume their bodies but
could never burn away their faith.
Slowly she turned her head-noW
growing heayy--on the pillow. She
fixed her weary, dropping eyes on
| Bradford's face; and now the loving
tenderness of her strange smile en-
veioped him in the same mystic and
maternal yearning that a mother
feels when, after long agony, her
first horn lies in warmth upon her
| breast
| -How gees It, Miss Pennellg" asked
the physician. anyiousiy watching
her face, steadily growing paier and
more pale. Are you standing it sat
isfactorily?'
Her lips formed a silent Yes" The
doctor nodded.
"Tell me when you feel faint" said
he 1--WE mustn't let the process go
| too fast for you to endure
To this si,a made no answer; but.
/ closing her eyes again, relaxed in
quiet abandonment of all her being
to this supreme task. A deeper
pallor now began to draw its white
shroud over her Even her lips grew
bIanched. AS her vital forces ebbed
away, away. like out going tides ION
! the Sea of Life, her body grew supine
] A vast, unconquerable lassitude crept
/ up about her being. A faintness
seized her, such as she had never
known--a faintness thru which still
/ she sensed shat beatitude OF pain,
that wondrous joy of the out-pouring
/ blood. And now in her ears a
strange, dull rushing as of waters
heard from some vast, unreal and
mighty shore began to echo-a surf
that broke and crumbled over dream
islands in darlSling oceans of infini-