The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1927-02-11
AAD az NE1OrT SSSSSsY By Berta Rack
Published by special arrangement with
the Chicago Tribune Syndicate).
IN TWO P~ARTS-PART TWO
THE GrrnRU an nan
NJ STORY so FAR

Published by special arrangement With
the Chicago Tribune Syndicate).
IN TWO PARTS-PART TWO
THE STORY so FAR
It was Christmas in Switzerland. Two
trainmen were discussing an accident Of
two years g in which young Roger
Monroe had suffered a broken leg and
his lady friend, Miss Noel Leonard, had
been rendered unconscious, and from
which state Of coma the girl had never
At the time of this discussion, this
Roger Monroe arrives at the chalet of the
LeOnard's to spend Christmas with his
iancee. He had been loyal to her all
through these two years. He is invited
to a sletghtng party, In which Blonde"
Leonard, a sister Of NOel's is minority in
jured. In the meantime, and while the
party is in progress, Noel awakens from
her coma.
And now the story
But Noel had not Weakened up.
Miss Leonard, still serenely matter-Of-
fact, told Roger the doctor had said Noel
might possibly be going to wake up that
night. Twice today she has turned over
Once-it was about four O'Clock this after
eyelashes fluttered. And tust be.
fore / called the doctor she said some.
thing, as If she were talking in her sleep
/ am almost certain, dear Roger, that
caught your name. The doctor thought ]
had better send for yOu, so that you might
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if-if-This is the nearest there's been
Wonderful, if"
90! Wonderful" produced poor Roger
wOOdenly. THANK you for sending for mC
at once"
He prepared 70 watch through the hour,
Of that most miserable Christmas night.
''Take this comfortable chair. You on
mind the window being open just a couple
of inches, do you, Roger2 She always has
the window open. Will you smoker"
ttNn thanh vOn VIII Won 9D
mot tonight. l often do have a cigaret-
Noel used to. Look she added, without al
t~eratiOn in tone. Roger had not moved hi
eyes from the sleeping face. He nae seeI
the flUttering of the thick lashes.
That's the third time today, Roger. Nov
will she?"
More moments of tense waiting.
Roger found himself wondering how h
would have felt, had he still loved the cir
who lay unconscious on that bed, whert
she had lain two years ago? He tried t
call back again some memory OF the deel
and tender affection which he had had 70,
her. Useless. One might as well, he thought
try to see by the light Of a candle which
has been blown out.
After an hour, Roger got up, went to tn
window, stared into the Swiss night tina
is never dark. Clusters Of lights twinkle'
and glOwed over the SHOWS; there was
jingling of sleigh bells; dancers from tn
hotel getting back to their chalets. Clearly
he heard a gay call or, or raJner, -GOO'
morning! Christmas day. Merry Christ
mas!"
II shall hate Christmas as long as i live,
thought Blondes lover.
Then he turned. What did you say, Mis-
Leonard? 2"
81 didn't speak," said Miss Leonard, wit
hardly a tremOr. Noel SPOKE
From the bed came a rustic Of a han
against a silk covered down quilt-Then, a
they held their breath, they saw Noel
/ 1ochnC fIuffnF ThnU lifted and for fin
first time in tw~enty-fOur months, the ligh
of the room was reflected in Nthe brigh
eyes Of Noel Leonard, awake, at last.
Roger could not speak or move. Noel
Aunt Anne, with Serenest GOODNESS, replied
Noel! Well, Noel. have you had a mic
sleep, dear" The quickness of her to tax
NOel's reply, in the drowsy soft voice ths
had not sounded, except as a sleeping mu1