Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1921-08-05

Doctor Mckenzie was leaving the
train at the next town Of importance,
and he would wire Doctor Braemer to
meet them with an ambulance, If Dale
wished.
IF you please" said Dale.
They reached the city shortly before
midnight, and were promptly met by
the surgeon. Braemer took charge of
the patient, put her into his ambu-
lance and hurried her to his private
hospital. Bill Dale and the two clan
chiefs followed In an automobile. The
hillmen had never before seen an au-
tomObile; but they asked no questions
about it, and the only word of COM
ment was this, from John Moreland:
II don't like the SMELL"
Everything had been made ready for
the operation, and Babe received sur
gical aid without delay.
The two mountaineers and Dale
waited In another room. Dale had In
duced John Moreland to unload his
rifle, both chamber and magazine.
Babes father paced the floor anxious
ly now and then. Moreland sat like
q stone, with his empty rifle between
his knees, and watched his old enemy
queerly.
1t seemed a long time before Brae-
mer came to them and told them smil-
ingly that it was all over and that the
girl was then coming from under the
effects Of the ether. She would be all
rtUhf no in
No, they'd better not see her just then.
But perhaps they could see her at
some time during the afternoon Of the
following day.
Dale escorted his two companions
to modest hotel and then put them
In q room that had but one bed; by
thus throwing them together In
strange land, he hoped to do some
thing toward making them friends.
Then Dale went to another room, un-
dressed and went to bed.
1t may be noted, parenthetically as
1t were, that John Moreland and Ben
Littleford quickly reached a wordIess
agreement not to sleep together-they
divided the pillows and linens evenly,
tore the odd coverlet exactly in half,
and slept on the floor.
When Dale went down to the lobby
young fellow sprang from a chair and
hastened up to him.
"By George, BobbyP Dale ex-
claimed, as they began to shake hands.
How did you know l was here, any
way? Your boasted nose for news,
ehT"
Guilty" smiled McLaurin. II got
word last night that a mountain girl
had been brought to Braemers, acct
dentally shot, and l smelled a feud; SO
l hurried over to get the story. You
had just left, and Braemer's didn't
know much about it. 1t was too soon
after the operation, they said, for her
to see me; then one of the nurses
whispered to me that you had brought
her. and said that l would find you here
So here / am, Bill, and | want the
story. I'll phone 1t In, and then III
give you some news"
"The story mustn't be published,
Bobby" Dale replied. For one rea-
son, there is a feud; and If the law
knew, 1t might take hand-yOu see,
| think there Is better way to take
care Of that feud. And | am Of the
opinion that the girl wouldn't like the
publicity. Suppose you forget all
about it, Bobby.
Ii McLaurin was disappointed, he
kept it we'll to himself.
'"They said she was handsome,
sort of primitive Venus" he winked.
us there a romance connected, BiIi?"
mot yet" smiled Dale.
"But soon?"
"Who can teil?" Dale shrugged
little. TELL me the news"
"All right" McLaurin drew his
friend toward a pair of empty chairs.
Il married Patricia Slavering the day
before yesterday. We"
"Bullyl Go on"
"We were married In an automobile,
with her father and poor dear Harry
chasing US like wildtire in another car.
Yesterday we went to housekeeping in
cute little suburban bungalow, furni-
ture on the installment plan. Her
people won't even look at us, Bill.
But do we care? Bill Dale, / ask you,
old dear, do | seem to be worrying?
Honest, Pm so happy I'm afraid some
thing is going to happen to me. I'm
to have lift In salary soon, and we
won't be long in paying for the turni-
ture; and when that's done, Well buy
the bungalow.
And Pm informing you now, OLD
savage" he continued, that you're
having dinner with US this evening.
You1l find 1t pleasant We do as we
please, you see. If you like, you may
stir your coffee with your finger eat
with your knife, reach clean across the
table, and pick your teeth with your
fork. You can eat with your hat on
and you may have your dessert first.
You can have an extra chair for your
feet, and you can go to sleep at the
table. Don't fail US. Pat wants to
thank you for casting her aside at
the altar"
Dale laughed boyishly. McLaurin
went on: