The Winslow mail., 1920-11-12
Janet /
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By MADcE WESTON

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Copyright. 1919. by Western Newspaper Union.)
Brereton usually rushed into the city
boarding house just in time for meals,
and rushed out again afterward either
to business or to Leila's; so he made
no acquaintances among his fellow
guests, or in fact, noticed them par
ticularlX His mind also, was usually
upon business, or-Laila.
1t was for the girls sake that he
bent his every endeavor toward sue
cess. Laila, beautiful favored daugh-
ter Of fortune, had promised to wait
for him until he should have achieved
the financial success which her faith
er considered necessarystO their union.
Laila in her promise had not en-
tirely given up her freedom. 1t was
agreed that she might still attend var
ious festivities to which she was &C.
custOmed in the companionship Of
men of her choosing, while Bob Brere-
ton toiled by the light of the fgurative
evening lamp.
Little Janet sitting at the opposite
side Of the boarding house table In
her neat gray dress with its white
collar, Janet with new weary circles
beneath her violet eves-glanced at
the fine absorbed face Of the new
boarder and wondered wistfully bow
some women were blessed by finding
their ideal.
Janet coming early to the breakfast
table one morning missed him. The
room seemed unaccountably desOlate.
For moment she stood with the mis-
tress Of the house alone.
''That Mr.. Brereton is SICK" Mrs.
Hutchins said iIritably, "and I'm
afraid he's taken with this catching
epidemic. If the folks here learn
about it I. won't have a soul in the
house by night. They're all deadly
afraid Of the disease, an I can't wait
on him, Land knowsl He's got an
awful fever, wouldn't be surprised to
have him 60 off his head. Seemed too
sick to even make plans for himself.
Told me impatient like to call up that
swell girl Of his an she'd arrange
things for him Then he went off to
sleep. Maybe you'd do that for me-"
Mrs. Hutchins suggested. II haven't
time to call MP folks friends"
So Janet seated herself and gave
the vaughns' telephone number. Her
heart beat rapidly as she waited the
answering voice of Brereton's sweet
heart, it was as though she had mys-
teriously changed places with him.
"Sick?" came Miss Vaughn's horri-
fed query II will send In call for
DR.. Minor at once, and If the doctor
says that Mr.. Brereton has the "flu''
you will lat me know at once, won't
you? shouldn't like to risk exposing
myself by going to see him. And then
have DIR, Minor call nurse. Thank
you, let me hear from you later"
Mrs. Hutchins' worst fears were re-
allied, her boarder was suffering Sc
verely from the prevailing malady.
while the doctor positively forbade his
REMOVAL And it developed that no
nurse could be found in the exigency
and the doctor who was exceedingly
busy hurried away.
Janet crept softly to the stair, q
moment she hesitated before the door
of the forbidden room, then bravely
entered.
II will take care Of Mr.. Brereton."
she told Mrs. Hutchins- my room is
directly across the hall. Weiwill keep
him secluded and I shall carefully
obey the doctors directions"
Seems it ought to be nearer wom-
an doing all that for him." Mrs.
Hutchins said, dryly.
Little Janet's lips closed in frm
line She had notified Miss Vaughn
Of her fiance's latest condition. and
the return message had been:
Doctor Minor will undoubtedly find
someone to look after him and please
will you tell Mr.. Brereton not to at
tempt to come to our house until it is
quite, quite safe, and--Pn send him
roses every day."
The roses came. Janet, busy with
her fight against DEATH left them piled
in the hall. The doctor had ordered
that they were not to be in the pa
tents room.
"Brereton needed every bit Of oxy-
gen that he could get" he said. 1t
would be a desperate fight If they
could pull him through as it was"
But together they did 1.-THE doctor
and his tireless assistant. Patting the
girls shoulder. the doctor assured her
that her part in the case was greater
than his own. Janet with a trembling
sigh turned aside.
"I'll get some sleep now" she said.
"Soon I'll have to go back to the
Office"
Weakly but tremulously the sick
man called to her.
"Now that can talk, little angel Of
light" he said, II want to talk to