The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-03-14

out. You're one of those fellows who gets well in spite of, rather than because of us medicos. Far rell said you are an engineer"
 I'm witk the government pro- ject up the river, building the dam and trying to keep the river within its banks
 You've got a job. his river has been flooding all the lowlands every spring as long as I can re- member"
 T know it, Dr. Warren. That's why we've got to whip 1t. After this dam is completed, and the river banks built up, every farmer in the lowlands can be sure of his crops; he won't have to lie awake nights worrying about his house being washed downstream every spring. Why, this dam will :" Pipes went out and the fire died down as Kane talked. Both men were so engrossed that neither heard Emily enter the front door. It was only when she spoke that they realized she was in the room.
 Emily, this is Eric Kane, the fel- low I told you about; pulled him out of the snow, the other night. He insists that I saved his life, but with his constitution, it'll take more than just an ordinary blizzard to kill him."
 "Your husband refuses to let me thank him, Mrs. Warren. Perhaps you can convince him thatI am grateful"
 Emily did not answer immedi- ately. Instead she stared at Kane, unable to analyze her feeling that somewhere, somehow she had seen him before. His eyes, his voice were strangely familiar.
 Allan told me, MT. Kane" she said. I'm glad to see you've made such a quick recovery. But you two were deep in discussion l-don't let me interrupt ii"
 T was just talking about the dam we're building up the river, Kane replied. T can talk about Ii for hours, when I get started. usually bore my friends to death telling them about it, but it's the greatest thing I've ever tried and I'm so thoroughly convinced that it can = and will = protect Sum- ner."
 I'm sure I'd enjoy hearing about it." Emily laughed. You know all a doctors wife hears about are patients and babies ano aches and pains. It'll be different.
 T certainly won't talk now,' Eric countered, but he did, for almost an hour. And from dams the conversation turned to Kane himself and Emily and Alan learn- ed he was Clevelander, a gradu- ate C. Massachusetts Tech. Starved for companionship, Kane talked with the enthusiasm of a youth. He had come west, he said, to fulfill his dream of harnessing the river. Others had tried, only to fail. Now, under federal sponsorship, the age- old dream was nearing realization.
 T remember my first glimpse of the river at St. Louis"
 "St. Louis?" Emily echoed.
 "Yes," Eric went on. T spent six months there studying all the old charts and records of floods and the rivers annual rise and l fo Frknt tho k{S~an T ever was able to combine business and pleasure. Daytimes I'd copy records and every night Walt and Rosalind and T."
 Not Walt and Rosalind Glea- son"
 "Yes, 'of course. I've known Walt Gleason since we were in school together"
 Walt and Rosalind are our best friends in St. Louis, Kane" Alan explained = Emily was probing deep into memories, trying to re- member - "If you know them, I don't SC how we've missed meet ing you before"
 T haven't ben back to St. Louis since that first visit, six years ago." Eric smiled at the thought. T should have gone though. I left some unfinished business there."
 That explains why we didn't meet you, then," Alan continued T was still in school - in fact, I hadn't even met Emily then. And I didn't get to know Walt and Rosalind until I was interning Emily knows them far better than l."
 'This is grandI It's just like Christmas surprise" Emily,s hap piness shone in her eyes. And if you know Walt, certainly you know John and Katherine Fitz, and My ron Sharp"
 T haven't heard those names for years Kane said, "but I do remember every one. John is short, inclined to be a bit fat. And Myron the times we had with him!"
 Kane, if you'd brought Emily the mint you couldn't have made her any happier" Alan told him. She's been actually praying for someone to talk about home folks to. People from here go up there | to shop, but they don't get around