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Her stealthy watchfulness now
seemed of ominous portent, and the
matron made no attempt to suppress
the eagerness with which she awaitec
Joan’s answer.
“No. Doctor Lancaster paid noth
ing.” answered the girl.
Then, seeing that the matron was
still regarding her doubtfully, she
added: V,
“But is not Doctor Jenkins resident
here? I have not seen him yet, you
know. M
The matron stared at her In aston
ishment. Why, Miss Wentworth,
that was Doctor Jenkins who drove
you up from the stution! Didn't you
know?” she asked.
“That was Doctor Jenkins?”
“I thought Doctor Lancaster would
have told you about him. He’s a
graduate of Johns Hopkins. Old Doc
tor Lancaster wanted to build up an
Institution here where we hill people
could work among our own. But the
plan fell through. You see, the hos
pital in Avonmouth got hold of most
of the money, and then—there were
other difficulties. I don't know about
them—I’ve only been here three
years, and Doctor Jenkins wasn’t
graduated then, and we never pay at
tention to the gossip of the villagers.”
She cheeked herself hastily, as if
she was afraid of compromising her
self.
“Doctor Jenkins has given up his
life to the work here," she continued
“He lives at Millville, but we hope
some time that Doctor Lancaster will
build up the place again, if only—
If only he—”
There was almost a look of agony
on her face, and again she turned her
eyes upon Joan's face as if to search
out her thoughts. Then, with an ab
rupt “good night,” she turned away.
Joan called to her as she was leav
ing the room. “Mrs. Fraser," she said,
”1 understood there was a patient
here besides Mrs. Dana.”
The matron turned slowly round.
“There was the boy who left this
morning,” she said inquiringly.
But I understood from Doctor Lan
caster—at least, he didn’t tell me in
so many words, but he gave me to
understand that there was a special
case here, requiring care and sym
pathy.”
The inarron stared at her. “No,
s there’s nobody," she said. “Nobody
except—"
Suddenly she uttered a convulsive
sound, and. putting her hands over her
face, ran from the room. Joan heard
her stumbling down the corridor out
side as if she had gone blind.
She stood irresolute In her room.
Her sleepiness was gone; she was
afraid, and she seemed to have got
out of her depth. It had begun with
John Lancaster’s strange behavior In
his office the evening before She had
not been able then to reconcile him
In any way with the Lancaster whom
she had seen, smug, self-satisfied and
vain, in tlie operating room, the bully
who kept the nurses in agitation and
fear, though he was the traditional
John Lancaster of whom she had
heard. Then there was the man My
ers, equally strange; and the matron.
Some mystery was at the heart of it
all; and Joan was the more afraid
because the reason for her fear was
unknown to her.
Her sleepiness was gone. She stood
beside the window, looking out into
the darkness. A whippoorwill was
calling monotonously among the pines;
here and there among the hills a soli
tary light was twinkling. The air was
cool a-nd balsam scented. It was like
the dearly remembered days at home.
But tn the heart of that peace wbr
apprehension. ' v -
Looking back now, Joan thought
that site had undertaken a rash and
extraordinary adventure in coming so
far from Avonmouth alone, and at the
proposal of a man whose reputation
was an evil one. She would go home
on the morrow.
Something was wrong, and In spite
of his apparent kindness an Inner
prompting warned her to beware of
She Would Remain. She Decider
That While She Waa Dressing.
Lancaster. He was at the heart ot
all this, and had enmeshed her it
some scheme for ids own purposes
Site locked her door and went to bed.
to sleep restlessly.
Chapter V
When she awakened It was morn
ing. The sun was streaming bright!;
into the room. Through the window
;> Joan saw a scene of exquisite beaut?
In the rolling hills, the winding road
the forest glades, Underneath th(
chickens were scrambling for the en ns
Which the matron was flinging te
them, a thousand birds were awing
the universal roblff-rfhd the bluehiK
of her beloved home, )e dew la?
heavy on the leaves an rase. Joan
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own country, and she had come back
to it. Her fears were dissipated with
the night shadows.
She would remain. She decided that
while she was dressing. And yet a
doubt was in her heart. And with it
canle remembrance of something
that had disturbed her during # the
night. Filtering into her conscious
ness came the recollection of an auto
mobile rotting up to the door, and of
men's voices conversing in low tones
under her window. Then the machine
had rolled away. It must have been
about two in the morning.
Perhaps a patient had been brought
to the institute, thought the girl, as
she went downstairs. Mrs. Fraser’s
door was closed, and the only person
astir seemed to be the colored maid,
who nodded and smiled as she looked
up from her sweeping. Joan began to
pace the long verandah in front of
the building, looking out across the
hills and thinking over her situation,
Perhaps it was only morbidness, or
mental fatigue, that had made her
read things in the faces of Myers and
Mrs. Fraser which did not exist there.
Perhaps the day would disclose her
position more definitely.
Site «rns walking past the open door
of the building when she saw a man
leaving the doctor’s room. It was
Myers, the secretary. He saw Joan
and catne briskly out upon the ve
randa It. —
"Gnmt morning. Miss Wentworth."
he said. In his rasping tones. ‘‘Pleas
ant weather, isn't it? Much better
here than In the heat of Avonmouth!”
“How do you do Mr. Myers,” said
.loan, trying to overcome her instinc
tive disgust of tlie man. “You have a
new patient here, haven’t you?”
He looked at her with a sort of
quizzical shrewdness. “What makes
you think that. Miss Wentworth?”-he
Inquired.
“I thought I heard an auto drive
up to the institute last night. »»
Myers looked at her In the same
manner. “The doctor came back last
night unexpectedly,” ha said.
“But I thought Doctor Jenkins
lived at Millville?”
Not Jenkins. Miss Wentworth.
Doctor Lancaster.”
“Why,” stammered the girl, “1 must
have misunderstood, then. I hope Doc
tor Lancaster is not 111. He was look
ing unwell when I saw him the day
before yesterday. *»
That’s just what yon might have
told me when I asked you about him,”
said Myers triumphantly. “Well, Miss
Wentworth, if you are going to ask
me questions I suppose I can ask you
questions.”
*• If I can answer them.”
Precisely,”- said the other. “I want
to know If you can answer them. Now
let’s be frank. What do yon know
about all this?” ‘ -
“I beg your pardon?” Joan Inquired,
declining Ills Invitation to seat her
self beside him.
“About nil this,” repeated Myers.
“Come, now, you know wluit I mean as
well as I do. How did Doctor Lan
caster come to engage you?"
“If you have really a right to know,
Mr. Myers," said Joan, “you had bet
ter ask Doctor Lancaster himself.”
O, all right,” said Myers huffily.
Only the time will come when you'll
wish you'd been frank with me. If
we put all our cards on the table we
can have a frank look Into the situa
tion. M
u Really, Mr. Myers, I had no idea
that I had come to a gambling house,"
said Joan, more nettled by the famil
iarity of his tone than by tlie words.
“I have no cards at all. as you term it.
I am simply an employee of Doctor
Lancaster, and if that is not satisfac
tory to you I must refer you to him.”
Myers grew red. His short, stocky
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figure with the wide shoulders looked
abominably mean hs he planted hlui
aelf up'on the porch and surveyed Joan
with a furtive, sneering expression.
He was not In any sense a gentleman,
just a low class of bully, as Joan
could plainly see from his gestures,
even If his next words had not made
this plain. *
“So that’s your attitude, is It?” he
said, jerking out the words between
his teeth. “All right. Miss Wentworth,
you and I will pluy our, hands sepa
rately. Don't cotae to me afterward,
though, and say I didn’t warn you.
And if you don’t like my ways and
speech, and think I’m too ordinary fur
your taste—here comes the doctor I
Go and make a complaint about me!’’
Joan, turning from the man in dis-‘
gust, saw Lancaster standing at the
door. She went toward him. and then
she looked at him in consternation.
For Lancaster was undeniably ill.
His face was a dead wld'e. and he
was leaning on a stick, as if to sup
port himself.
“Doctor Lancaster—” Joan began.
He straightened himself with an ef
fort. held out his hand and took her
own. “I am very glad you came, Miss
Wentworth,” he said. “1 hope you like
the institute?"
Myers, who had come up and plant
ed himself between them, flung out
his challenge.
She likes the Institute all _ right,
doctor,” he said, with a short laugh,
‘‘but I reckon she don’t like me. Bad
taste, I call It. What do you say,
doctor?”
There was an Indescribable Insolence
In the man’s tone. Joan looked for
one of Lancaster's explosipns of flam
ing wrath. But to her amazement
none came. He seemed struggling to
control himself. He flushed and looked
from one to the other.
I | Weil, well, Myers,” he said, hesi
tating, “I think things will turn out all
right. Miss Wentworth and you won’t
conflict in any way. You mustn’t quar
rel, you knew. I want all my em
ployees to like each other,”
weakly.
And he gave Joan the Impression of
pitiful Impotence, as if he®were- some
how in the secretary’s power and had
urrendered hfs will to him—Lancas
er, tlie tyrant of the Southern hospi
tal, the smug bully of the operating
theater! Joan saw a flash of tri
umph in Myers’ eyes, and, with an
other laugh, the man left them and
went into the building.
‘4 I think breakfast is ready, Miss
Wentworth,” said Lancaster, after a
moment, offering the girl his arm.
But Joan gave him hers Instead, and
they went together into Ute dining
room.
She was glad to see that Myers was
not to eat with them. Hungry as she
was, she could not have taken break
fast in the man’s presence; and even
now she could hardly manage to eat,
with Lancaster, so evidently ill, seated
opposite her, swallowing gulps of hot
coffee, and making pretense of eating
thin strips of toast. His whole de
meanor was that of a very ill man.
And the transformation terrified her.
All her preconceived ideas of hits lmd
vanished. She could make nothing of
him. She felt a deep sense of relief
when the meal ended.
Then Lancaster looked at her with
the same furtive expression that she
read in the face of everybody there.
“I thought I would run up and see
how the institute was getting along.
Miss Wentworth,” he Said. -
They had risen from the table. Joan
turned and faced him. “Doctor Lan
caster,” she said, “you spend a good
deal of your time here. There was
nothing unexpected about your visit
last night. You knew that you would
come here when you employed me.
She must have spoken more angrily
than she knew, for the web of decep
tion was smothering her, and she felt
that her position was becoming unen
durable. For an Instant a glimmer of
amusement passed over the doctor’s
face.
“Why, Miss Wentworth, you are a
regular spitfire,” he said.
“It Is true, then?”
“Well—yes, it is true. My work at
Avonmouth Is not too exacting for me
to come here frequently.
“You knew yon were coming, and
you did not tell me. And you hinted
at a patient requiring care. There
no patient, unless It is yourself. Doc
tor Lancaster, you engaged me for cer
tain work here, and I am ready to ful
fill It. It Is not requisite that you
should explain anything to.me. But
please give me the work you hired
me to do, and do not try to deceive
me. I i
Lancaster, who hud been regarding
her Intently ns she spoke, glanced hur
riedly into the hall before replying. A
look of fenr had come Into his eyes,
Joan knew that it was Myers
he feared. There was something
dreadful In.seeing this man cringe
fore the bully, this man who hud, In
turn, made others cringe before him.
i • Miss Wentworth,” said Lancaster
in a low tone, believe me, I have no
intention of deceiving you. On the
contrary, It is my wish to confide
you. Will you come out on the porch
and permit me to smoke?”
She bowed, and they went out to
gether. They took their seats upon
two chairs at'the end of tlie verandah,
Jonn purposely seating herself be
tween her companion and tlie door.
She knew why he kept glancing
toward it.
Miss Wentworth,” Lancaster began,
“we spoke of loyalty the other night.
If you saw a human being in trouble
of his own making, would it be your
impulse to help him, or to leave him
j to fight his battle atone?”
“I should help him If I could.” said
Joan.
“Then help me," said Lancaster. "It
was myself of- whom 1 spoke to you.
tv in yotflieip me ituu iwyatiy hiju
sympathy, and refuse to be discour
aged?”
The girl softened toward him; he
was obviously sincere, and obviously
distressed, tv Gladly, Doctor Luncas
ter,” she answered.
"I thought that I could trust you
when I saw your face, and I was sure
of It when you talked of your voca
tion. And I cannot trust anyone else,
I have no opportunity—” he broke off
Irresolutely and then went on, “I have
had no opportunity of taking up that
matter with the boyd yet.” he con
tinued. >
Joan knew that he was not speaking
frankly now; but his next words were
In the same tone of sincerity.
“Miss Wentworth, that matter and
this Is all bound up together>\You
must help me before I can help u.
as I said to you when you came into
the consulting room. I cannot explain
any more now. I want help In the big
gest fight of my life, and, if I fall, I
want a witness that I have fought.
I saw you and thought you-,would give
me your help. For God’s sake don't
refuse me!”
In spite of his sincerity the idea
through Joan’s mind that hfs
troubles might be the fancies of a sick
man.
"If I discharge you before the month
is over, don't go. Refuse to go. No
body can make you go. I am at the
head of the Institute. Ignore me.
Stay! **
“I'll stay,” said Joan, and then, look
ing at his white face and trembling
hands, she thought she knew what
was the matter with him.
“Listen, Doctor Lancaster," she be
gan, laying her fingers an his arm.
But then she saw that lie was not look
ing at her. He was looking past her
toward Myers, who was coming across
the pasture toward the entrance. His
expression was transformed.
“Miss Wentworth,” he said, with a
sudden change of tone, “what was 1
saying to you? I am not myself at all
I have been greatly over
worked, and talking nonsense. Don’t
remember It. I meant nothing at all.
Of course you must remain your
month, in case any patients come, and
then we’ll see what we can do about
the position.”
And, as Myers came up to them, the
same hopeless, cringing expression
came into his eyes.
The secretary Ignored Joan com
pletely. Well, doctor,” he said, “I
have the quarterly statement ready
for you. Won’t you come and look
over it? I must have your signature,
and you know how bard it is to fusten
you down.”
“Yes, I’ll come, certainly, Myers,”
said Lancaster, rising.
Tlie two men went into the house
together. Joan heard the door close
behind them. She was left to ponder
over that interview.
She was conscious of two conflicting
Impulses: to leave, and to remain for
Lancaster's sake. There was some
thing about the man’s pitiable condi
tion that aroused all her sympathies.
But there was something about the
whole place repulsive in the extreme.
Site must get allies hi this blind
fight against the secretary if she re
mained. Whom? Mrs. Fraser? That
was impossible as yet.
At the.r moment she saw Doctor Jen
kins driving up tlie path, ami went t®
meet him.
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The boy sprang lo the ground and
raised his bar. “Good morning. Miss
Wentworth. How is tlie doctor to
day?” he asked.
“Doctor Lancaster looks very Hi, M
she answered. And Doctor Jenkins.
I want to ask you—”
• t Pardon me. Miss Wentworth. Can
I see him?”
"He is with Mr. Myers.”
Jenkins’ face assumed an aspect of
profound discouragement. • “Then I’ll
come back this afternoon,”. he said,
preparing to enter tlie buggy again.
But he found Joan intercepting his
passage. Site had noted the look on
his face, and she felt that he under
stood much which could be explained.
“Doctor Jenkins," she said quietly,
"Doctor Lancaster Is unwell and I am
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Why, Miss Wentworth—” Stammered
1 the Doctor.
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his nurse. Will you not tell me what
is the matter with him? • *
"Why, Miss Wentworth— stam
mered the doctor.
“There Is no reason why you sliopld
not see him because he happens to be
with Mr. M.vers.”
“Well, Miss Wentworth, you see, Mr.
lyers is his secretary, and there’s al
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EXPERIMENT NEWS
The Ladies Aid Society of Ex
periment wishes to announce that
the Old Maid’s convention will bf
held at Hanleiter church SaturdaJ
evening, October 4, at 7 p. m. Ad
mission for adults will be 25 cents
and for children 15 cents. Everybody
is cordially invited.
Mrs. J. A. Adams and children,
of Griffin, visited at the home of
her parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. T.
Upchurch, Thursday.
G. G. Fallen has accepted a po
sition with the Blair Construction
company, of Thomaston.
A. B. Butler made a business trip
to Hampton Friday.
Mr. and Mrs. A. B. Butler enter
tained as their guests at a theatre
party thursday Mrs. Uuice Cren
shaw and little daughter,
H. B. Neal, John Bryant, Sr., and
Charlie Bryant made a business
trip to Griffin Thursday afternoon.
The Misses Vera Haywood, Bea
trict Taylor and Roy Vaughn motor*
ed to Sunny Side with Mirs, A. B.
Butler Thursday. \
In the account of the children at
the Experiment school who were on
the honor roll, it was stated that
all those having' perfect attendance I
were on the list. This mas a mis*
take, as the children above the sec
ond grade have to make 90 in their
studies before their names are on
it. Only the beginners and chil
dren in the first and second grades
are put on the honor roll for only
perfect attendance.
‘COLD IN THE HEAD”
t« an acute attack of Kasai Catarrh.
Thoae subject to frequent “cold*" are
In a “run down" condition.
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ment. which to be used locally, and a Tonic,
the acts Mucous Quickly Surfaces, through building the Blood
on up
the System, and tr' ,, “n* you less li
able, Sold to by “colds," druggists for 40 Year*. ’
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SHOE SHOP
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Leather Half Soles for Men and
Women Shoes, 85c pair.
Half Soles and Heels, $1.25
Work will be done at the above
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Lodge Directory
WARREN LODGE
20, I. O. O. F., meets every
night at 7:80 at Warren
Hall. Visiting brothers cor
Invited.
—Mr A. PEEL, Secretary.
4J W. T. ATKINSON, N. G.
MERIDIAN SUN LODGE
No. 26, F. & A. M.
Regular meeting Tuesday night,
7th, 7 o’clock. Note change
hour. Visitors welcome.
H. Scales, W. M. Bill Wells. Sec.
W. 0. w.
Meets every Thursday, 7:30 p. m.
Sovereigns, your camp needs your
presence. You will find your Cleric
all times at Slaton Powell Clo. Co.
Visiting Sovereigns welcome. Come.
L. J. SAULEY, C. C.
C. C. STANLEY, Clerk.
Pythagoras Chapter,
No. 10, R. A. M.
Regular meeting, Second and Fourth
Thursday, 7:30 p. m. Visitors wel
come. WM. T. ATKINSON, H. P.
BIlL WELLS, Secretary.
Ben Barrow Lodge
No. 587 F. & A. M.
Next meeting Oct, 2nd.
L. B. GUEST, W. M.
CLIFFORD GRUBBS, Secty,
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HAISTEN BROS.
FUNERAL DIRECTORS \r, 1
AND EMBALMERS
Griffin and Senoia, Georgia
Office Phone 575. Res. Phone $8
FRANK S. PITTMAN
Funeral Director
and Embalmer
Office Phone 822. Res. Phone 6&
E. D. FLETCHER
Embalmer and Funeral Director
With l
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Office Phone 474 Res. Phone 481
Railroad Schedule
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CENTRAL OF GEORGIA RY.
Arrival and Departure of Passenger
Trains at Griffin, Ga.
BC ^ € dules are published as i; :or
Station and are not guaranteed:
North South
2:29 p.m. Altanta-SavTi 11:06 p.m.
4:30 a.m. Atlanta-SavTt 9:07 a.m.
5:47 a.m. Chigo-Cin-Jax 11:55 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-Albany 12:19 a.m.
Chattanooga Division
From: For:
2:30 p.m. Chattanooga 9:45 a.nt.
8:15 a.m. Cedartown 6:25 p.m.
SOUTHERN RAILWAY
From: ' For:
Atlanta points— ’j
5:53 p.m. East—West 10:02 m:
j 0 :02 a.m. Col’bua-Ft.Valley 6:53 *
DESPERADOES MAKE
THIRD ATTEMPT TO
ESCAPE FROM JAIL
Alma, Ga., Oct. 3.—Lee Taylor,
guard in the Bacon county jail, was
shot in the foot here last night
about 7:20 o’clock 'when Olin Wages
and Carlton Johnson, desperadoes
who have made two successful es
capes from south Georgia jails re
cently, but who have been caught
afterwards on each occasion, made
their third attempt to obtain free
dom.
Outside help was given Wages and
Johnson in this effort, and John
Thurmon, negro fellow prisoner, cast
his lot with the desperate pair and
lent material, although futile, aid to
the plot.
U, S. ATTORNEY GENERAL
says the Gasoline cut
WAS LONG OVERDUE
Washington, Oct. 3. — Attorney
General Stone indicated that new
cases against gasoline cpmpanies
may result from the department of
justice investigation, which has been
continuing since the filing of t':%
suits against 51 companies in Chi
cago. He declined to discuss the na
ture of the evidence which depart
ment agents were said to have fath
ered. ,
The attorney general's remarks
followed inquiries directing his at
tention to cuts in gasoline prices
in the past few days. He said with
reference to this phase of the situa
tion that “crude stocks stored were
sufficiently large that the prices
should have been reduced' before
this. »»
Nut Bread.
^ Nut bread makes very good,
wholesome sandwiches for the chil
dren’s lunch basket, The bakeries
make very good nut bread but the
homemade variety is thought
many housewives to have more food
value. Here is a good recipe:
Sift together two cups of flower,
three teaspoons baking powder, one
half cup sugar, one quarter teaspoon
salt and one half teaspoon cinna
I mom Add one half cup of broken nut
j meats and either one quarter cup
’ or dates raisins. Beat one
egg well and add one cup of sweet
J milk to it, Stir in the flour and
! nuts. Place in the pan, sprinkle
a little sugar over the top and let
it stand 30 minutes to rise. Bake
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in a moderate oven,
This bread requires no spread but
. 4 8 ay f ttage cheeBe .
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, or i*Uy,m»Y be used if likes.
one
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