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THURSDAY, OCTOBER 3, 1924.
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; her?—wlmt? Important? Well, let
her wait, then, until 4 get ready to
see her.”
The man’s steps died away along
the rear end of the passage, Joan
heard the two men talking again.
Then the sounds ceased. She heard
the floor in the adjoining room creak
beneath a quick tread. Lancaster was
coming in! Her fears gave her reso
lution. She would anticipate that
movement, see him. Insist. She left
the waiting room and went into the
hall.
It was hung with little pictures oi
a uniform size, each exactly like its
•neighbor. It came into the girl’s
mind, even during those few hasty
■ steps, that this was essentially a
man’s house; a woman would have ar
ranged things differently, have given
the place personality, have made her
presence felt somehow, even to the
decoration of this dark passage. The
atmosphere was that of an institution,
not of a home.
she was S tanding with caught
breath at the door of the consulting
room, which was a little ajhr, as if the
catch had become unfastened. She
knocked, opened it, and went in.
Chapter III
She found herself in a large; lighted
room, with the sense of an institution,
though it was well furnished, She
saw the white enameled table, the
glass case full of instruments, the
empty court outside; then John Lan
caster himself, alone, standing with
bent head behind a chair, on which
he was leaning.
As Joan entered an inner door be
gan to open. Joan knew that the man
with whom Lancaster had been quar
reling was inside a rooni behind it.
She dreaded lest he should come in;
but smith nlv the door closed.
She looked at Lancaster again. It
was still quite light within the i
con
sulting room, hut Lancaster, standing
with his hack to the window, was in
silhouette. <o that Joan could not see
his face dearly.
“Wei! madam?" he asked, raising
his bond.
"1 came, to speak to you about this
morn in. " began Joan hurriedly. 'll
means
lie indicated a chair. He was gaz
ing ;ii her with s<yne embarrassment—
Joan thought because of the scene in
which lie had just participated, “Tell
me Die trouble.". he began,. , as she
Seafoi hors elf. drawing up his own
chair toward hers.
Now Joan could see his face, and,
to her astonishment, it did not hear
the expression of the smirking bully
whom she had seen that morning, nor
yet of the man who had addressed
another man in such terms as one
might use to a slave, It was not an
unkindly face, And it was nnnilstak
ably that of a sick man.
For a moqient she remembered the
stories told of his behavior In the op
erating theater, of the gentleness that
seemed to transform the man, as if*
he possessed a dual personality. Then
she was recalled to herself by Lan
caster's repetition of his remark.
Joan rose up hastily. She realized
that the doctor had mistaken her for
a patient. Her face meant nothing
to him, any more than her distress of
the day had affected hito. With a
nervous movement she unfastened her
cloak, disclosing her uniform.
“I am Miss Wentworth," she ex
plained. "I came to tell you—I came
to say— 1 Then, treading out her
pride'once more. I came to ask If
you won’t reconsider your decision to
suspend me. My work means every
thing to me. it is tny life work, my
vocation. I always wanted to he a
nurse. I felt that It was tny task to
help alleviate suffering. Doctor Lan
caster, apart from my own interests,
I want to graduate to be able to help
others. .Won’t you give me another
opportunity?"
She spoke with her hands hncon
sciously clasped before her; the rec
ollection of her earlier hopes, the
thought of their frustration brought
a quiver Into her voice. When she
stopped she saw that Lancaster was
looking at her with obvious interest.
“Tell me almut this morning, he
said quietly.
”1 bad to eome away without
breakfast, and the fumes of the ether
made me faint. I was nearly fainting
when you asked* me for the scalpel,
and I cmitototoiee the tray. Indeed
It was nftl the pperntlon thnt made
me III. I tifTFe K"r been reprlmand
ed before. Tbe r superintendent
tod UdTT"' appreciated ‘-'Severn i^lfnes work. that So the I
my
hoped you would willing to overt
look my blunder and let me graduate."
Lancaster looked at her with a sln
expression that seemed to mask
his,thoughts,, She could not,tell how
A»e- nlea had impressed him. When
spoke she was dumfounded by the
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harshness and casualness of his long
“why have you come to my house
about this?” he asked. “This is not
toy hour for seeing patients—I mean
people. >»
“I am sorry If I did wrong!" cried
the girl. “But if you knew how much
It means to me—”
“I can do nothing for you now,” said
Lancaster.
The voice was harsh again, but cu
riously fiat, as if he Was trying to
restrain his emotions, hold himself in;
as If he was afraid. . . . hut afraid
of what? Not of his anger.
Joan was standing in front of him,
and even then the appearance of the
man had something pathological ahout
It to her mind. There was not the
least jauntiness or self-consciousness
about him. He looked older than in
the morning, depressed, and certainly
ill. His manner indicated that of one
just aroused from sleep, His eyes
were very bright, and his face unnatu
rally pale. He was pressing his
thumb and fi n ger fi rmly against The
arm of the chair, as if for support.
Joan remembered the stories of his
drinking habits. But she saw - at once
‘hat Lancaster had not been drinking,
-he had attended too many alcoholic
mtients at the hospital not to be sure
of that.
“Doctor Lancaster, my dismissal
means the loss of all my prospects. 1
came to ask if you won’t inquire ahout
my record and then give me another
chance." said Joan. “And I am sorry
if I came at an inconvenient time;
but now that 1 am here I must request
the courtesy of a final answer. 1 shall
cot come to you again.”
“I can't answer you,” said Lancas
ter, as if speaking in his sleep. “In
the interests of discipline—it is im
possible to answer you now.”
Joan turned away, The tint refusal
stunned her. And there was some
thing preposterous about Lancaster’s'
manner, perfectly incomprehensible to
her. Wltat was the matter with him?
Why did the room turn round and
round? Suddenly she felt Lancaster's
1 hnnd on her arm. He support
was
ing her, helping her into a chair; and
through the fog she saw a look of
concern on his face.
“Now sit quiet,. Miss Wentworth."
he said in a new tone of decision.
“Sit quiet. I tell you. Wait a minute,
and. when you are feeling composed,
let me see if I can't help you.”
lie drew ids chair toward tiers
again and leaf'd tiro art! her _______________
! have not been feeling well." he
explained “l was not myself when
1 discharged you this morning. When
I refused to disci ss the mat ter with
you it wjts been use it is an invariable
rule that the nurses are not supposed
to eonie to toy house. Outside the
hospital” 1 see nobody connected with
tiie hospital. ril see what I can do.
'I he mutter will have to go before tiie
hoard now, i suppose. Why did you
come away without your breakfast?
Why didn't your folks insist on your
having something to eat?”
"1 have no people,” answered Joan.
‘My mother died nearly two years
ago. We came here from Lucas
county, and she u-«s thken ii! soon
after our arrival. I hoped to get my
diploma and have my profession.”
“You had no breakfast, and I dis
charged you for fainting, and your di
ploma means everything to you,” said
Lancaster slowly, clasping his hands
as If In thought. Then, with a deci
sive, odd gesture, he leaned still
nearer Joan and dropped Ids voice as
lie spoke, as if he was afraid that the
man in the next room would hear him.
“Remember this as tong us you
live,” he said. "In this life people
are not penalized for incapacity; they
are punished for heing unfortunate.
Are you unlucky, Miss Wentworth?”
“I—why, yes, I suppose I must be,”
she answered, looking at Lancaster in
growing astonishment, mixed with a
little fear.
“And you hnve sympathy for the
unfortunate? You—you said some
thing like thnt Just now—ubont wish
ing to be of help to others. Are you
loyal and fotaunch?” -
“I hope 1 am,” said Joan uneasily.
“If one is loyal to others, one doe*
not fear one’s own misfortunes," said
Lancaster. “They rise out of some
fault or weakness—if one follows the
trull far enough back Into one’Vself.
I’ve learned that, heaven knows! Miss
Wentworth,” he ended suddenly,
“would you consider a temporary po
sition while your case is under inves
tlgatlon by the board?"
"But they meet In a day or two, and
then—”
“Would you consider it." repeated
Lancaster. "If you could be of greater
service than you know? Suppose I
said to you as I am saying now. that
you seem to me the best suited, by
loyalty and good will, to help, of all
the nurses I know, would you accept?"
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Then—"
‘Then, Doctor Lancaster,’ cried
Joan triumphantly, “if you have that
opinion of me you have no excuse for
not getting the board to reinstate me."
The man faltered as she looked at
him. He was no longer terrible to
her. He seemed to have put off some
hateful armor that he assumed, and
revealed weakness that none had sus
pected. Pity for him, vast and
heartfelt pity whose cause she was
unable to divine, began to stir the
girl’s heart.
“4 pledge you my word to do all 1
can' for von.” said Lancaster. “But
you must help me in turn. I need you
for this purpose. 1 want you to go
i nto the countr y for a month. It will
rest you, too, and you are run down
Have you ever heard of the Lancaster
Institute in Drexham county?”
“I think so." answered Joan, rathei
doubtfully.
“It is a hobby of mine. My. father
established it twenty-five years age
for the hiil people, but the funds be
came squandered, and it is not In
good shape. However, It does some
good, and it is the only place of Its
kind wjthin a score of miles. Doctot
Jenkins is in charge, and I—I rut
down there every now and then tc
keep him up to the mark. There li
a matron there. The cases comprise
a little tight surgical work occasion
ally, an alcoholic or two after pay
days for the mining element, pneumo
nia in its season, and—yes, there’s a
demented woman there, but she won't
come under your cure. It's in the liil!
country. How would you like to go?"
■ i 1 don't know what to say,”
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swered ttie girl.
“But you have no attachments in
Avonmouth?” he asked, looking hard
at her. ,
‘Nobody. Rift, Doctor Lancaster,
all my thoughts are bent on my re
instatement.”
'Til do my best for you if you will
help me out with tills case,” he an
swered. And you will get strong
in a month and take up your work
again with a light heart. You will
have a small remuneration, and 5'sur
fare, of course. You’ll go?"
'Tit go. tiimi,'' an* \ t i ed Joan.
“Then listen to me." lie said, again
speaking with lowered voice and
glancing hack in apprehension toward
the inner door, "i shall not see you
before you start, hut 1 rely on you.
You uautu leave on the nine o'clock
train tomorrow morning. And you
must speak to nobody about tills un
dertaking."
“I stoll say nothing, Doctor Lan
caster. And I have to thank you with
all my fceart."
He frowned at her. And the curious
Indecisloa to his manner, the furtive
ness of die man. which still disquieted
the gr§l. was in extraordinary contrast
to Lancaster’s appearance In the
theater ttoat rooming, to everything
that she had associated with him. She
was utterly bewildered.
As she rose Lancaster came very
close to her, and now his voice was
little more ttian a whisper.
“I’ll wire «o Mrs. Fraser, the ma
tron." he said, “and I’ll have the
buggy meet you at the station—Lan
caster station. Miss Wentworth. And
I wish—"
But the door opened, and the white
attendant gloucfeed into tile room. He
stared insolently at Joan. “Doctor
Lancaster—” he began.
“I’ll see you when I am alone.
Myers,” answered Lancaster.
“Doctor Lancaster, wif^ you please
give me a few moments of your time,”
suid the man urgently; and under
neath the plea Jouu seemed to see the
Insolence and contempt In his heart
Suddenly the idea came to her that
this must be the ninu whom Lancaster
bad^beruted in the Consulting room.
She went out, and as soon as she
was In the passage she beard the at
tendant begin to address Lancaster
In excited, tones. Then tl* inner door
opened. She fancied there were three
men, after all. Somebody «ra? speak
- Ing In high tones; and then Lancas
ter’s deep, booming voice rang out:
• > You’re a fool! You don’t know
when you are well off. I tell you, 1
wash my hands of you. This Is final—”
Joan could not help but hear. And
as she emerged Into the passage, all
the time hearing the sounds of the
quarreling voices, Myera came hurry
ing past
He did not see her. He ran to 0$
door, flung It open, and rushed down
the steps Into the street. As he wept
along the passage the girl saw him
staring right and left; then, as she
catne out, he saw her and went
ner. She knew that It wag she whom
he had been seeking.
“What was It Doctor Lancaster was
saying to you. Miss Wentworth, before
I came in?” he asked In big rasping
/Joan stared at him to astonishment.
Now she realised that she had mis
taken him; he was not a servant, but
apparently a member of the doctor’s
household.
Will you let roe pass, please?”
asked Joun, as he blocked the way.
“1 want to know what the doctor
was saying to you,” repeated the man
doggedly,
“Are you going to refuse me pas
sage?” demanded the girl, flushing
with anger.
He stepped aside with a sneer and
a mock bow. “O. very well, if that's
your attitude,” he answered. “I shall
find out.”
Joan turned swiftly upon him. “I
don’t know who you are, but l shali
complain of you to Doctor Lancaster,"
she said.
Myers looked at her and sneered
and chuckled. Then, without a word,
he went back Into the doctor’s room.
And still the voices kept up their
quarreling dialogue.
Joan found herself in the street in
the twilight, and now the unreality of
the absurd Interview struck home to
her. She tried to puzzle It out. Be
fore she reached the boarding house
she thought she had her clue.
That Lancaster, the terror of the
nurses, should have been unable to
promise immediate reinstatement, his
evident good-will, his indecision and
illness were explicable only In one
way. The roan Myers must be a rel
ative, the third man perhaps a nephew.
Lancaster had been supporting a
worthless pair In idleness, and had
turned on them in exasperation. That
was the meaning of his look of Illness,
his preoccupation—the shock of some
domestic discovery.
At any rate she was satisfied with
some such solution. And she was cer
tain that, if she pleased him with her
mysterious mission, her reinstatement
would follbw. She went home happy,
and Mrs. Webb read the news In hei
face the moment she opened the door.
“I knew It. my dear," she exclaimed
with pleasure. “1 knew that you could
"twist that old devil round your finger
If you tried hard enough.”
“Mrs. Webb, it was nothing of the
kind,” said Joan. “And Doctor Lnn
caster is one of the kindest of men.
He’s going to try to have his decision
reversed, ami—Mrs. Webb, he is send
tog me to a sanitarium, on a ease, In
the meantime."
She checked herself, suddenly re
membering Lancaster’s caution. But
Mrs. Webb took tiie gir! to her wide
bosom and kissed her.
“You little humbug!” she said.
"Mrs. Webb,” cried Joan, scandal
ized, “if you knew—"
But when she was upstairs she sat
down suddenly and faced her con
science. What impression of herself"
had she given in the consulting room?
She did not know. This scene, like
that of the morning, had become
blurred in her memory, and time had
begun to flow very fast after the slow
ness of'her twenty-two years. Cer
tainiy stranger filings had happened
that day than at any time since her
mother’.- death !
She leaned out of the window. She
suddenly remembered that the insii
fate was not many miles from her old
home. It would be almost going home
and on the morrow, joy leaped into
tier heart.
Then she saw something that for an
instant chilled tlie blood in tier veins.
Across the street, leaning against the
park railings and looking up at the
bouse, was a short, square-built figure
of a man wearing a hard hat. She
could not distinguish the face, but
she thought it was Myers. And she
retoe.mbered his threat.
Wbat did It mean? Bewildered, she
turned into her room again. She half
regretted now that she was to go to
Lancaster.
But in the morning Rhe dismissed
the incident front her mind as a fan
tasy.
(To Be Continued.)
Scored on the Orator
The atmosphere was getting slightly
heated In the village hall, where the
candidate for office was addressing a
meeting of those who he hoped would
vote for him at the next election.
One man in the crowd was deter
mined no* 4 p give the aspirant a mo
ment’s peace, and he didn’t. At last
the speaker lost his last remnant of
patience and, shaking his fist at the
heckler, he shouted:
"* m** upon you, sir as a confound
ed rase*!."
Quite,” replied the Ijuerruptet,
with a sweet smile. “You are perfectly
at liberty to look upon me In any
character you desire to assume.’
Not in Dictionary
In the good old days when scienoe
was still in its. infancy, which was not
so long ago, scientists were firmly con
vinced thnt the various atoms of a
glyVn element were absolutely identi
cal with each other and quite immune
from any transformation whatever.
The very name, from the Greek, means
Indivisible. This view has recently
been shattered - by tbe investigations
and developments of radio activity.
The Isotope has taken its place as the
smallest particle. Tbe word is not in
the dictionary yet. It Is of Greek
origin and signifies “thnt which Is
the place of.”-—Chicago JournaL
Charles Dickens held theatricals
, r»t during every
Christmas holiday.
Teddy Roosevelt
Promises Economy
In New York State
Oyster Bay, N. Y., Oct. 2.—Theo
dore Roosevelt, accepting the Repub
lican gubernatorial nomination last
night, pledged himself to strive for a
less oxcpensive, better and cleaner
state government; reaffirmed his op
position to any organization “whether
it be the Ku Klux Klan or some
group” when it endeavors to create
“false distinctions between American
and American” and asserted that as
governor he would do everything in
his power to secure legislation for
enforcing the Volstead act.
The nominee arraigned the Demo
cratic party, both nationally and in
New York state as insincere and as
serted that the Democratic national
convention had been guilty of “vote
truckling” both in its foreign rela
tions platform and in its selection, of
Governor Bryan as the vice presi
dential candidate “to gain his broth
er’s support for the ticket, »» He
charged Smith’s administration with
extravagance and said he would en
deavor to rearrange taxation on more
scientific ilnes.
Pithy Points
About the time the’ bedtime stories
are being broadcast, the modern child
Is setting out for the movies.
Mud lias gained considerable use ns
a benutlfler except when thrown
around in a political campaign.
When a man wants an open car and
the wife wants a sedan, the nrgumeni
as a rule ends to a closed incident.
The automobile may have ousted the
liorse but it lias never lessened the
need for good old-fashioned borse
sonse.
Britain said “How do yon do?" to
soviet Russia, which promptly handed
lr. a bill for $27,000,000,000. Who said
talk was cheap?
The New York physician who de
clared that a kiss without a kick Is
no kiss at all must have a number of
affeclonate aunts.
One side of the argument seems to
he opposed to the vaccination of dogs,
while the other side contends that it
ought to be h howling-success.
Russia lias ruled that there must
be no Lenin brand of cigars, but it
is uncertain whether this was for the
protection of Lenin or the perfectos
A fat man who has been informed
by a 'Washington society that he stands
the heat of summer better tliun a
thin man is trying his best to keep
cool....... —
In this attempt that Is heing made
to find something that will renew
youth, maybe some means will be de
vised to harness the strength of the
young onions.
Should t!**^ former kaiser be asked
to resume his old position It may he
necessary to make a thorough search
among the Berlin junk shops in ordet
to find the throne.
Kiueer Villages h
Tucked away In odd corners of-Greai
Britain are some villages with peculiar
names. In Kent we find Painter’s For
««l» Dripping Gore, and Old Wives
Itoes. Tiie last place derived its
strange name from the fact that old
women of the district used to run an
annual race, there for prizes offered by
the local lord of the manor. Dripping
Gore was so called because the Dunes
and Saxons are believed to have fought
a battle at Ui|» spot.
Best of All Patients
A doctor who had taken up as hi*
specialty the treatment of sklu dis
eases, was asked by a friend how he
happened to select that branch of rued
Line. There were three perfectly
pood reasons," replied the physician
“My patients never get me out of bed
at night; they "never die, and they
never get well.”—Chicago Blade.
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Lodge Directory
WARREN LODGE
No. 20, I. 0. 0. F., meets every
Monday night at 7:30 at Warren
Lodge Hall. Visiting brothers cor
dially Invited.
R. A. PEEL, Secretary.
W. T. ATKINSON. N. G.
MERIDIAN SUN LODGE
No: 26, F. & A. M.
Regular meeting Tuesday night,
Octoljpr in hour. 7th, Visitors 7 o’clock. welcome. Note change
C. H. Scales, W. M. Bill Wells, See.
W. 0. w.
Meets every Thursday, 7:30 p. m.
Sovereigns, your camp needs your
presence. You will find your Clerk
all times at Slaton Powell Clo. Co.
Visiting Sovereigns welcome. Come.
L. J. SAULEY, C. C.
C. C. STANLEY, Clerk.
Pythagoras No. Chapter,
10, R. A. M.
Regular meeting, Second and Fourth
Thursday, 7:30 p. m. Visitors wel
come. WM.T. ATKINSON, H. P.
BIiiL WELLS, Secretary.
Ben Barrow Lodge
No. 587 F. & A. M.
Next meeting Oct. 2nd.
L. B. GUEST, W. M.
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Funeral Directory
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HAISTEN BROS. CO.
. FUNERAL DIRECTORS
AND EMBALMERS
Griffin and Senoia, Georgia
Office Phone 575. Res. Phone 68
FRANK S. PITTMAN
Funeral Director
and Embalmer
Office Phone 822. Res. Phone 68,
E. D. FLETCHER
Embalmer and Funeral Director
With
Griffin Mercantile Co.
Office Phone 474 Res. Phone 481
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Railroad Schedule \
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CENTRAL OF GEORGIA RY.
Arrival and Departure of Passenger
Trains at Griffin, Ga.
The schedules are published as infor
mation and are not guaranteed:
North South
2:29 p.m. Altanta-Sav’h 11:06 p.m.
4:30 a.m. Atlanta-SavTj 0:07 a.m.
5:47 a.m. Chigo-Cin-Jax 11:56 p.m.
6:53 a.m. Chigo-St. L.-Jax 8:42 p.m.
9:01 a.m. Atlanta-Macon 5:20 p.m.
12:25 p.m. Atlanta-Macon 2:17 p.m.
5:57 p.m. Atlanta-AIbany 12:19 a.m.
Chattanooga Division
From: For:
2:30 p.m. Chattanooga 9:45 a.m.
8:jf5 a.m. Cedartown 5:25 p.m.
SOUTHERN RAILWAY
From: For:
Atlanta points—
5:53 p.m. East—West 10:02 a.:
a.m. Col'bus-Ft.Valley 5:53 p.: , t<