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THURSDAY, OCTOBER 3, 1924. SOUL m VICTOR ROUSSEAU M -.V COPYRIGHT by W.G.CHAPMAN \ _ .» f lT'1 ■V, [uOt-C* ; 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 t 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?" GRIFFIN 1 DAILY NEWS i K] m .] % , -li < ;l ■ f ! ,i< * b 3 i l.'f W. - fa 5 ,-^/L \V$r. Ilf j & §• jSps, •> But They Meet in a Day or Two, and 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,” an 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. L Follow The I Crowds *■ ■ And You Will Eat at The 5 BLUE GOOSE I t; CAFE i p ' OPEN ALL NIGHT PAGE SEVEN S. G. BAILEY REAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE FOR SALE Three choice lots on South Hill street. The attractive Royster home, South 12th street. FOR RENT Offices 114 West Solomon street. Will improve to suit tenant. S. G. BAILEY Real Estate and Insurance 114 E. Solomon St. Phones: Office 2. Res. 1 mm mmm msm mmmm nmiiiirninffiifflii ii 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. CLIFFORD GRUBBS, Secty. i. '■ . ■ i Funeral Directory Mli 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 ’S'*/ + s • Railroad Schedule \ ct 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<