The herald. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1905-1953, 1922-07-20
HIS ANGEL
By MOllIE MATHEH
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

IN or down those stairs his good Sa-
marian. must 60 The hall OF the
roaming house remaining for time
silent. Godfrey sought the window.
He was still weak and uncertain as 10
walking, but as it was possible that
a light step might ascend that oio
stair while he was not there To See
he returned to his post.
He must have been in this gloomy
room now, for more than two weeks
The flu had put him out of his heao-
so that he could not measure time.
Its interest vanished with his sud
den illness. All that Geoffrey Gordon
could distinctly remember was SOM
moning his landlady, with the con-
fused request that the woman VINO
cared for his room be retained to give
him such care as might be necessary.
The doctor. used to calls OF the
friendless and unremunerative, looked
the unresponsive Godfrey over, pro
nounced his case grip, and departed, .
leaving medicine behind. 1t was not |
his affair, certainly, whether that med
icine was bestowed or not.
whats his nameT the doctor
briefly asked Mrs. Simpson.
He says it's Stinson," she replied,
George Stinson.'
So the author who loved to STUDY
at close range his subjects, who wrote
of people as they are-lay among those
of whom he would have written, HIM
self needy and unknown.
IL. 90 10 mn
then an angel directly from heaven,
TO minister to him. Like frightened
child. Godfrey Gordon realized the
reassuring comfort of firm, soothing
hands. Over his hot forehead the cool
hands moved rhythmically, charming
his pain away. And when he awoKe
70 momentary consciousness the FOL
lowing morning. the faded. insufficient
, coverlet had been miraculously re-
, placed by warm blankets OF dainty
satin bindings.
II was when he reached weak but
: sure convalescence that jelIies ana
tempting small cakes and muffins
!, found their way to the stand by the
bed The delicious cakes which ne
=. ate so hungrily brought TO him sting
y of mother-memory. The mother OF his
bovhood-gone 80 long, but still bit
q terly missed.
e Godfrey, watching the stair. knew
at last why success and the many
beautiful things Of life still left a
% great lack which had never been filled.
:. And so. wondering, specializing, ne
" questioned and vainly concerning his
&c secret deliverer-and watched hope
fully. despairingly. the stair. For the
ie girl or woman must of course be an
OCCUPANT of this dingy rooming house
And to settle this eager curiosity OF
his he must know her.
Many went down the 'stair each
i" morning 10 places Of employment
at many came back each night. Soor
OF Geoffrey must 60 away. hut first III
VI must know.
IL There was one lovely girl her dark
Is dancing eyes sought the Invalid out II
hs his watching place.
ey At last in desperation the autho
ne called to the girl under pretense
ne asking her to forward message 4
Dr. Mrs. Simpson. The girl smiled charm
Va ingly.
ed "Sure. I'll tell the old dame" agree
sci his supposed angel. but you'd bette
er. believe It'll take her some time to g
a move up here. Some weight. tha
10 old girl. Any other little thing l ca
es DO for youseT
'at NO thank YOU" answered Geoffre
NJ sadly.
lot That night inspiration came to him
Ve' one who had so unselfishly cared II
up n sick stranger would naturally sti
he interested in his condition. The me-
day found him suffering an appa
emit collapse; his groaning might eve
I'm have been heard by a sympathetic ii
DIFF tener off the long hall. Geoffrey b
,ial gan his groaning directly after Gu
ms, tomary office closing time. He d
ubt Quoted that his Angel was among Il
or employed. She was-and at that pr
I'm else moment opening a can OF pin
de apple for her supper.
els" Dear me-" murmured the Ang
and ..that sounds exactly like my 81
but man. What a pity he has no moth
cret or sister or-wife to look after hin
ons' She decided to take peep into I
wei invalid's quarters. When her wi(
n eyed glance revealed her form
ne charge again PROSTATE, Bessie MI
1or Donald. late Of Grove Village, slipp
que noiselessly into George stinson's roo
erly CT oorr,od soma NJ the pineap,
W. with her. AS she supposed, the
cry TENTS lips were hot and dry; thong
fully considering. Bessie fed him
pineapple.
Furtively the patient opened
- eyes.
l,au No. she wasn't exactly pretty,
ino modish at all. Her soft capa
nodded hand made assured, grace
II ', movements toward his lips. Her d'
no' brows drew together concernedly,
h's she bent over him. Geoffrey RENE
a' bered that same dear, anxious look
e. 10 his mothers face long ago. Suddrl
ana his eyes upon her. the girl smil
.he Why, she was pretty. tenderly pre-
ues. and the plain little frock framed
10 some way f1ttingly as one wo
q oh ..x- -.too,oss Mot