The weekly times-record. (Valley City, N.D.) 1912-1922, 1922-05-18
The Doctors
Revenge
BY CLAIRE SMITH
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.

OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
Copyright. 1922. Western Newspaper Union.
Ivan Easilieff, the Russian consul
In city Of the Middle West, paced his
library necessarily, listening to the
murmurs Of the doctors voices in the
next room. His only daughter, Olga,
had been Ill for weeks Of mysterious
disease, which had slowly wasted her
until there seemed no chance Of saw
ing her life. Olga was seventeen, and,
since her mothers death, she had been
the apple Of his eye.
The consul was just about to rush
dlstractedly into the room where the
consultation Of specialists was being
held, when the door opened and they
filed In.
"You can save herr" cried the con-
sui eagerly.
'"There is only one man can save
her." answered the senior doctor.
THAT is Arnheim.'
1.-THE Jewish specialist of the East
sde," explained another.
But when they got Arnheim on the
telephone, they listened to brief mes
sage which, when repeated, caused the
consul to explode with anger.
go to him" he exclaimed. "Why
should 60 to him? Isn't my daugh-
ter's life worth more than the lives Of
all the thousands of wretches who
swarm in these parts? Tell him to
come at once, and I'll pay him double
what he could make in month";"
But the doctors could not get into
communication with Arnheim again,
and finally, fretting and Tuning, the
consul ordered his automobile and
was driven down to those parts which
he had rightly characterized as "un-
savory."
The East side Of most middle west
ern cities is the least pretentious in
appearance, and the squalor of the
streets through which NJ Basilier
passed sent his memory whirling back
among the slums of Minsk. He had
secretly instigated the Jewish mas
sacres which had sent fifty thousand
homeless men and women flying to
America for refuge, after their chill
dren, fathers, mothers, friends had
been slaughtered before their eyes.
Among these had been Arnheim, then
a poor lad with a penchant for medi-
cine which he could not crafty until
he reached the free shores Of America.
That, perhaps, explained the Doctors
gruffness; but how was Basllieff to
know that?
The consul got out of his carriage
and entered the house in which the
doctor lived. When the consul sought
to pass into his Office an attendant
politely restrained him.
"Say that I am M. Basilieff, his inn
perial majesty's consul here" ex.
claimed the visitor angrily.
Everybody must take his turn" re-
piled the attendant, suavely.
At last, when his turn came, he was
shown in. Doctor Arnheim, bland.
civil, but sharp, babe him sit down.
Arnheim listened in silence.
"When can you Gomez" pleaded the
consul.
"Now," answered Arnheim.
Twenty minutes later the two men
were standing in the room where the
sick girl lay. Around her were
grouped the famous physicians, help
less in the presence Of this rare dis
ease. The consul left Arnheim there
and went back to his library.
When at last the doctors entered
again he came forward almost humbly
to meet them; and instead Of his old,
arrogant demeanor, there was sub
missiveness in his inquiry:
"She will live" said Arnheim, quiet
ly.
1t was explained that the operation
would have to be performed almost
Immediately.
At last the day arrived when the
crisis was past, and the consul took
Arnheim by the hands and, In Rus
sian fashion, kissed him on either
cheek.
II do not know how to thank you
or to remunerate you, except with
thanks and gratitude" he said. "But
you must name your fee, Doctor Arm
helm. No matter what you ask, it
shall be yours
"Well, NJ Basilieff," the doctor an
swered, "since you wish to remunerate
me as best you can, let there be no fee
in this case"
The consul was almost indignant.
'You must be remunerated."
II have been remunerated," replied
the doctor.
do you remember the massacre at
Minsk sixteen years ago, M. BasilieffY'
asked Doctor Arnheim, a strange light
coming into his eyes. "You were gov
ernor of Minsk. They said you could
have stopped it."
"Well?" inquired the consul haught-
lily.
my little son was slain by your
soldiers" said the doctor. II vowed
to be revenged on you. For fifteen
years have borne the load of hatred
in my heart. Now it is gone A life