The Dolores star., 1922-11-24
Big Bill, the
Life-Saver
By CLARA DELAFIEID

The man beside him and uttered a
groan of disgust.
What's tn matter. BIuf" asked tho
mouse surgeon, as he took the dripping
lancet from the nurse.
"Wowl" said Bill. "Say. you let a
drop OF that boiling water drip on NV
neck. Say, Doc, that chap looks as II
hes got too much blood already"
$50 he has, Bill" answered the doc
tor. That's why he can't afford to
lose any He isn't used to 1t like Won
Lucky his nose did start bleeding.
though, or he'd have had stroke
Ready. BnT
"Aw, say muttered BIZ, You
oughtnt to have given the sleep-stuff
to him doc. I'd have liked to see
him sweat"
Come on, now, can the conyersa.
tion"
With sigh of submission Big Bill
burgess submitted. Big Bill was the
hospitals blood supply. Whenever
TRANSMISSION was necessary, Big Bill
was called upon to furnish a pint or
SO OF blood. He had held his Job two
or three years. He got hundred Il
month, and was operated on about
once In three weeks. Not bad way
of earning ones living when one got
used to 1t. Besides, the tips were con.
siderable. Once he got five hundred
dollars from a grateful patient.
But while the doctor punctured his
artery and the blood trlckled into the
connecting tube Big Bill watched the
man beside him In increasing disgust.
The big stiff! He had enough blood
already to supply full-grown bullock 4!
What did he want to take his blood
for?
The sense Of injury grew on him as
he saw the victim of the nose-bleeding
wheeled away to a room. Big Bill was
hardened. After d stiff glass of some.
thing strong he went home in a taxi
Mrs. Big Bill put him to bed. Next
day he was up and about the house.
1t was all In the days job, and mans
got to live somehow.
Three days later he was back az
the hospital. The house-surgeon grin
ned when he saw Him.
"Mr. McSnide's crying to see you,
Blll,' he said. Calls you his bene-
factor. Go and see him. There may
be something in 1t for you"
Jaw, sayl" Bill grunted. Neverthe-
less, he went up to the room where
Mr.. McSnide lay and from the ex-
pensive traveling-bag and other things
Bill saw that Mr.. McSnide was
wealthy.
The bloated, beefy figure lolled on
the pillows.
my benefactor!" he cried, extend
ing both his arms.
Jaw, can the sob-stuff" Bill
growled under his breath.
you've given your blood to save
my life," whimpered McSnlde. Great
er love hath no man than this. You
are my benefactor."
"Whatdya want?" growled Big Bill.
"To thank you from the bottom of
my heart" said Mr.. McSnide. II shall
never forget"
II don't believe l shall either" said
Big Bill.
Mr. McSnide was up week later.
He sent for Big Bill. He thanked him
in broken voice. He gave him
two-spot. He called him his benefac.
tor. The pretty Irish nurse with the
ginger hair told Bill Mr.. McSnide was
his baby boy. Bill went away with
fury raving in his heart.
'Pd like to soak that guy" he NUT
tered. Gave my good blood fer him, l
did, I did Can you beat that? Say
Doc, If that big stiff sends fer me
again I'm going to soak him one
"Have heart. You'd bust him,
BILL" said the house-surgeon.
Big Bill had not been called on for
three weeks. He was in fighting fet'
tle. He kicked his heels all day about
the hospital.
bill McSnide's going out tomor-
row." said the house-sWgeon. lie
wants to say good by and thank you"
Bill went upstairs with battle In MS
eyes. Mr.. McSnide, stout, beefy, TOD
died toward him.
"Aiy benefactor, 1 must thank you
again." he gurgled. "You gave your
life for me, and l shall never forget.
Greater love hath
Big Bill, measuring the distance to
lineal millimeter, landed on McSnlues
nose. McSnide screamed and fell.
The ginger-haired nurse came rush'
Ing in with the house-surgeon. Ihere
was fearful hemorrhGge.
"You great big brrite,' said the
nurse. "He struck the poor man on
the nose. Send for the police, Dr.
Openham."
"He's too valuable man." an
swered the house-surgeon. Besides
he'd lose blood in prison. There's only
one thing to be done"
Big Bill uttered a yell. "HaVe
heart, Doc! Not that big stlf-not
again, Doc"