The Little River news., 1922-11-11
The Kind
 He Hadn't Met
By JUSTIN WENTWOOD

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 Charles Murgatroyd was out of his element, and he made no bones about it when he woke to consciousness in the best private room of the hospital, to find that he had fractured two ribs, one leg, and collar bone in the auto accident, and was doomed to a stay | that seemed almost eternal
 He hated the routine, and he could not understand why the nurses did not run to obey him. ,...s.
 Il tell you l must have drink, Miss Mullins" he acclaimed. "I am used to it I'll become physical wreck with. out it. It's medicinal-it's-''
 "Oh, Doctor Richards, Mir. Murgat- royd thinks it's time he had another drink" said Miss Mullins to the house surgeon, as he came into the room.
 Well let you have one after din- ner," said Richards. How're you feeling?"
 Feeling? There's no feeling about this place." growled Murgatroyd. of all the incompetent fools. I've ever met. that nurse of yours heads the list.'
 Miss Mullins smiled. "Perhaps MT. Murgatroyd will think more kindly of us when he gets better," she said. Murgatroyd was helpless in her hands. She made him take castor oil. She wouldn't let him shave with his left hand. She, in short, bullied him in her quiet, efficient way, and Murgatroyd grew more and more pug zled about it.
 q can't understand you, Miss Null lins," he said week or two later. Here I've been cussing you in blue streaks and you've never turned a hair."
 Were trained to stand curSing, MT. Murgatroyd," answered Miss Mullins, little primly.
 "Why are you so stand-offish? You folks don't seem human," he growled.
 Don't you think what you call hu- man may be a little inhuman, Mir. Murgatroyd?" she asked.
 "What do I call human?"
 "Why-why, hitting it up, and-and drinking and having good time," said Miss Mullins quietly.
 Murgatroyd sneered "So my repu. tation has preceded me, has it?' he demanded.
 You must forgive me, Mir. Murgat. royd."
 What have you heard about mel"
 Do you really wish me to tell you?"
 "Everything-please."
 "Oh, MT. Murgatroyd, I'm taking a liberty, know, but-but 1 know you gave fifty thousand dollars to the Children's fund, and"
 Just whim. Well?"
 And it seemed so sad, so unhappy that you should live without-without understanding life. Those things aren't life, drinking and-and you, you know what l mean"
 "WOmen, eh? See here, Miss Mul- lins, Fve never yet met the woman whom I'd raise my little finger for. They're all alike, after the money and the gay time.'
 "Some may not be-" Miss Mullins looked at him fearful, angry, reso lutely
 Murgatroyd stared at her. Maybe you're right" he muttered.
 The day before he was to leave the hospital he said to her: Miss Null lins, we've got to be pretty good friends while I've been here. And I've been studying you. Will you for give me if l say that l was base enough. when you first spoke to me about things to judge you as I should have judged the other women of my acquaintance?"
 You mean Mir. Murgatroyd?"
 'I thought you were trying it on. Don't be angry with me for saying that. I've repented in dust and ashes, and that's in the nature of a confession. Miss Mullins, do believe there are different women in the world only 1 haven't been lucky enough to meet them. And I'm so glad I've met you and l want to show it by-by ask. ing you if you'll-marry me-"
 Miss Mullins cried a little. Il am so sorry," she faltered. I-I-"
 "So the proposition doesn't appeal to yOu?" he asked.
 'I'm engaged to Doctor Richards" :"
 Murgatroyd was silent. Suddenly he burst out furiously.
 "You were playing with me. then ?"
 "I wasn't!"
 "What did you want to preach to me for? I tell you all you women are the same. You were leading me on, in your own way just as those other wom- en led me on in theirs
 "Please, MT. Murgatroyd."
 "There, I'm sorry. Forgive me. And will you please leave me little?" asked Murgatroyd humbly.
 And he sat still in his chair for a