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nno flic leisurely mahitiA - "of
the surgepns had reduced the art to n
science in her estimation, . Now she
revised lier opinion as, seated at tire
patient's bend, site watched Lancaster
working within a compass of fraction
al inches, where a slip \vot)ld have
been deadly. Bis lingers," which had
trembled as lie held the reins, were
as steady as the steel instruments ire
held, tils deftness and precision were
amazing; and witen at lust tire opera
tion was ended, and the patient’s re
covery announced as probable, sire
could not conceal tier enthusiasm.
They were to remain at the cabin
overnight in case of a change for the
worse, returning to the institute In
the morning, After a scrappy meal
they had w-andered to the end of the
village, toward a patch of woodland
that was encroaching on the tiny
tlement. The long summer twilight
still held the land, although the moun
tain tops were already vague and shad
owy, They stood there, looking down
, to ward the level country under them.
■ I thi nk yon are Ihe most wnmlor.
ful surgeon in tire world, said Joan.
«• And you see I didn't faint this time,
she added.
II Faint? Why should faint?”
yon
asked Lancaster,, looking at her with
a puzzled expression.
it You seemed to regard my weak
ness in tlie operating room as a sign
of my incapacity,” she replied, a little
chagrined that he should have dis
missed the matter from his mind.
Lancaster looked at her with that
strange glance which seemed always
designed to hide his thoughts. Then
his face softened.
Joan, do you know that 1 owe
everything on earth to you—to you,
my dear?” he asked.
And he took her in Ids arms and
kissed her.
• • That’s what you mean to me,” he
said. I can’t lose you; I wa*»t you
to fill the life that you have given
back to me.
*And at the touch of his lips on hers
Joan knew that In truth she loved
him; all that she had heard of the
man’s past, his dissolute life, tlie talk
of Avonrnouth, was forgotten, She
only knew that she loved him, not
With the wild passion of which she
had heard, but with a quiet and abid
ing fondness, none the weaker for Its
qualities of calmness; and it was the
most natural thing in the world that
she, who hud given him life again,
should give her own life also to this
wonderful, strong man who had risen
above, his wrongs anil driven the be
setting devils from him by valorous
strength. Her heart was lifted up;
serene and trustful she returned his
kiss.
“1 love you. too, site answered,
“Nothing of the past shall ever come
between us.”
They were at the verge of tlie for
est, upon a heigiit that overlooked
Millville and. Lancaster, hill villages,
but now outspread in the shadowy
plain beneath them, A dozen counties
could be dimly discerned from that
spot by daylight. Far In tlie distance^
were the eoastal lands, nearer the cul
tivated belt, nearer still the little
farms, and the matchless mountains
all about them. It was their home
country—both of, them were thinking
that; the smell of the rich soil was in
their nostrils, and In their hearts the
sense of home.
“Joan, cun n man begin to build up
his life agiiin at thirty-ei gh t, after lie
has missed everything?" asked Lan
caster, after a long silence,
"You have proved that he can,” slit*
answered. “But you have not missed
everything, my dear. Yoti are a very
great man, and n mnn with a great
work In the world. Many men have
gone along the path you took, but few
have found the strength to turn hack
ns you have done.”
Joan, I warn to tell you something.
I was engaged to lie married once—
years ago. Site run away on the eve
ning before our marriage day. It was
the beginning of my downfall, J
thought I loved her.” ^ ,
His face was haggard. Divining Ms
% distress, Joan dipped her hand into
his.
Joan, dearest,” said Lancaster,
after a pause, “I have often thought
that some day I would tell you al! the
wretched story of the past. But I
hare been thinking differently today.
I was entrapped by aa unscrupulous
man, who robbed me of everything
that made life worth living. But
there Is nothing that would make me
afraid to look my fellow men In the
face. It is myself whom ( have
shamed and humiliated. Joan, I want
to aay nothing, not becauat I would
keep anything from yon, but because
I want to atari my Ufa anew. I shall
never go buck to the Institute.”'
' ' t “You mean, dear —V
“Never. I shall not return tmnor
row. I want you to oorae ta ths
South w*#t MH
We will drive across the hills to Car
roll's and catch the through train
there. 1 shall begin to live the new
life you have given me. Will you leave
everything for mv sake, Joan? Is it
ton hard a request V
■‘It is not too hard,” she answered.
‘But it is not right for you."
‘‘It is right for me to leave a living
death behind me. M
"No, dear. It is running away. You
spoke to me of some harder fight to
he fought.”
f “With nothing to win, Joan—noth
J ing. When I leave here no hu
I man being will miss or regret
“There Is your work at Avonnuiutb.
Titere is the hospital which you have
made famous throughout the United
Statesi Your work is there, not hi
some .obscure place where it would be
of less vise to the world and no ex
ample, i csides, consider that if you
become a moiis again, as yon must,
you will be discovered. And one can
never leave ids past behind him. That
follows everywhere.”
“Yes, that is true,” muttered Lan
caster, staring out over the darkening
hills. Well, I leave it to you. my
dear, but to go back to tight out a
futile battle seems to tne now some
thing unendurable. u
“You must go back to me institute,
and then to Avonrnouth, and meet your
enemies, John,” site said. I .shall be
at your side. Nothing will make me
afraid; or weaken my Jove for you. it
His face twitched. “Not if I tell you
things which prove me worthless of
your love?" lie asked. "Not if you find
I am an outcast man who has de
served his misfortunes?”
She only smiled at him. “I shall
not judge you by your words,” she
said, “nor yet by other men’s opinions,
but my knowledge of yon. M
“Then I shall tell you everything,”
he answered,’ drawing Joan’s hand into
his. “Everything, hut not here. Here
I shall keep tlie peace of the hills
Within my heart, and you.
So they strolled back toward the
cabin, and Joan's drab-colored life
was transmnted in this, her first love,
to gold. She lived in her lover, she
trusted wholly In him who had
brought love to Iter. not . like a con
quering god, hut in the simplest
making it the unfolding of her own
loving nature. She gave her youth, her
innocence as love's price, and thought
the exchange her profit- There was
never such peaceful utas in any plact*
there tha t eveniug. ~ d i n
as na
heart was abounding jienee tlkeu isi^'
When they reached tlie cabin '.he
patient was better* Lancaster sp< fit
^the evening giving detailed instruc
tions to the man’s wife.
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“1 shall do ray host to come again if
I ate needed." ho said. "But I can't
promise, i may he called to Avon
month at any moment. Keep trim
quiet , for heaven's .sake keep him a!>
soiutely motionless for a week, and
then let him sit up if he wants to. And
nothing to eat hut the schedule l
making out for you.”
Afterward Joan fold Lancaster that
she wished to spry for a few days to
take cure of tlie liwm. But Lancaster
would not hear of it.
“These hill peopfe never die. he
said. “He’ll be up and about before
the week Is over."
But the diet?”
•‘They’ll feed him on soda biscuits
as soon as he's well enough to eat any
ti.i feft Fortunately he won’t be» able
to eq\ for a week, so he won’t come
l.o any harm. I .shall send Jenkins
over two of three- times to repor
progress.”
Joan’s room was a tiny place under
‘the eaves. She spent a Steeplers
happy night there, thinking over th<
happiness that had come to her. It
was strange and 11 wonderful to lie
awake under the same roof that shel
tered Lancaster, and to reflect hov
soon their lives would flow together
calmly, in their own country. Shi
could not have wished any happlet
fate In life.
With her limited experience, P
seemed ideal that, after the years of
«tress In Avonrnouth, sha should to*
returning, almost to her own home, r
wife. She toad puzzled sometimes ovei
Lancaster’s long residences in tto*
place that bore his name. But she
dreamed ot the time when he
give op bla work at Avonrnouth am'
retire to a new Institute, a’ spadom
home where they could fill their wnrd
wlth the' country people, where her
llfe’e vocation and her life’s hnppl
nesn would he united.
, At last she fell aaleep, and, when
aha awoke, Lancaster waa tapping at
her door,
. “Time to get up, Joan P he called
cheerfully.
She sprang out of bed. “How la the
patientr the asked. .
“Doing finely and wants to gp to
.work/* said Lancaster, laughing.
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! r=CT t.,e jwri.h. She 4 raised ; her face for hi*
*}**■ rtu happy !llr< ** ,, fn«»*.tr.en» y natural of t0 her her> lonoceri. nl re:idj
dreams of l.*e. Then. arm In am,
t iej’ s t'' <,, led out into the sunlight.
TO In ,h (hat e fl f ueht light n8 all « the shadows eVer of e "2L .he
past seemed to shrivel away.
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She nodded SL-i happily. tL” *‘I am ashamed T Z,
to feel so gay when you are unhappy,”
slie sn(d am'
“I not unhappy. Joan,” he an
swered. “I thought over everything
last night, and I see now that you
were right. I shall go back. Of course
I shall go back. I shall regain what 1
have lost, and I shall face my enemies
anil heat them,”
At ten o’clock the horse was har.
nessed and the drive hack began.
At first Joan, seated at her lover*?
side, breathed in the mountain air
the sense of freedom, the scent of the
jlie pines, the Joy of the sunlight. Then
peaks began to tower above thorn.
’ t The dulled valley air struck some
thing from her Joy, hut not too much
for her to dream. She looked fondly
at Lancaster, who drew her hand into
bis*
ij j “I am going back to win,” he, said
again.
|J !nir Later the molster, sun went the into hills 'clouds. The
grew inclosed
Ithem, the familiar landmarks began
to reappear. And now something of
Lancaster’s despondency of the eve
’ning 'again, before came over Joan. And
as If sensing her mood, he fe
'Iterated:
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"1 am going back tn, fight and win.
tny dear."
But when the Institute came into
sight at last the long, gaunt building
cast its ehiU over the girl's heart. In
contrast with the mountain village
Lancaster was depressing and" lonely.
And Join was conscious of one grip
ping fear. ^Suppose that Myers had
returned!
She tiliderstood now.- how Lancaster
tad felt the evening before when he
said he would never go back. It was
like plunging out of the sunlight Into
a dark mountain pool.
The matron cume forward as the
buggy stopped. Joan looked at her
in terror. But Iter face was placid
enough, and she was able to read In It
the secretary’s continued absence.
“Dr. Lancaster, there was a tele
phone message for you a few minutes
ago from Avonrnouth,” she said.
Lancaster heaped from the buggy
and helped Joan down. “I’ll be with
you in a few moments," he said,
throwing the reins over the hitching
post.
He went Into the house. His step
was firm, his demeanor unruffled; the
matron, who followed him, seemed un
disturbed. But already everything was
changed. The hiack shadow of Myers
seemed to loom up until it overspread
the institute again. Joan paced the
porch hr fear which gathered strength
eacti moment that Lancaster failed to
return. When at last she saw him
coming her suspense was unbearable.
She talked at him in mute fear as
lie laid his hand carelessly upon her
shoulder.
1 have to go to Avonrnouth at
once,” lie said. I have no choice in
the matter, It Is a patient who must
undergo an operation—rny operation—
within twelve hours. It is fortunate
that we have the buggy, because 1
shall just have time to catch the aft
ernoon train and get into Avonmonth ■
at midnight.
Then he looked at her white, face
find read the fear in it. If you tell
me to stay, I’ll say," lie said.
“And the patient?” whispered Joan.
“Will die. No, of course I shall go.
Nothing could keep me from going.
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“And ths Patient 1” Whispered Joan.
not even J 011 ' ra Y Hear- But you would
no * have m ? 8ta y-”
‘‘You are right. Yes, of course you
mu * t *°- But 1 8rI > afraid," said Joan.
“I am. afraid of Myers.”
Ha started, as If he, too, had been
thinking of the secretary. "But the
man can’t harm me. dear,” he said.
"The message came from him!”
cried Jobb > iti fe»V.
Lancaster looked away. But, when
“Ha la at Avonrnouth. Ia he not
there Y* she asked.
“Well, Joan. I think ha Is," said
Lancaster reluctantly. “But he may
not be. 1 only kpow that the message
was not from him."
“It was not fcii'ii the hospital? Not
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tlie hospital,*’ said Lancaster. "But
„ WBS noI fr0M) MacPherso* and not
from Myers, and it did not mention
Mver *’ name. Why, my dear, you
musn't glte way to nerves now that l
" m losfn * " 1(1 « s 'ntple re,pies,
f„ r me | 0 hperute tomorrow.”
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course you must go. John,” she said
«P» l « «* p« »»«■ wins about his
“**’ k ' if * .. """ .
man. >«*> "ill mu , fall » , into any trap
*8?* are "‘" y *? h r ° n f " ^' r * *' our ,ni " no «“*<«• * ,e!
>><«" . g < r ‘""t*e on you? r«*are yourself
"f. u,n ’ a,uI v,m W,U «" for
,* Never , fear, . lie answered cheer
fully, I am not going to take mor*
phIne W,, - v - 1 sha " have n<m <‘
wIt, ‘ ni< ‘* <)p:lr , " ::n 11,1,1 I should
Ium ‘ no ' ,|fporn,nl,v to ,H1V even
Jf 1 " Hnu “' 1 ,0 1 sl,u " "Pernte per
haps <1S aoon lls 1 rwu ** 1 the hospital,
UR,} returD on t,lp morning train. 1
,nn * v not eve " to ,nv house at all.”
,,nl not ll ^ ni,( * vo " will take
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morphine," said Joan. ‘‘But you will
nw se< * Myers?”
Not if I can help it. He can’t
come to the hospital, and I don’t think
he will dare to lie In wait for me at
the station. If he does, he'll find me
a tough customer to kidnap in broad
daylight. There, my dear, be calm
and sensible, and when I return 1
shall tell you everything that you
must know.
He kissed her and hurried In to
pack Ills suitcase. He came out in a
few moments and placed It In the
buggy. "Good-by, Joan, dearest Joan,"
he said. "And you will not hint at our
Engagement to Mrs. Fraser while l tun
gone? J have very special reasons
for !his."
fehe shook her head and laughed,
and returned his kiss, and all the
'virile her heart grew lienvler. And
long after the buggy had disappeared
from sight sire stood upon the porch
looking after it.
Chapter IX
That night was sleepless as the last,
hut all the joy that had filled her
heart in the hill cabin was gone. She
lay awake, listening to the rain that
pattered on tlie roof, thinking and
wondering. How strange her life had
become, and how far away the old
lanfkwrks were! She had fought for
a’ man's soul in darkness and snatched
it into light, iimUjjnow the darkness
seemed closing abl ter Rgain. And
she endless could hours. only hopeyiind / wait through
In vain she tried to tell herself that
it was only an ordinary summons. On
the face of it, tlie call was natural;
but Joan's instinct told her that there
was more behind it. Myers had not
surrendered his prey so easily as he
had assumed to do. And Lancaster
had been evasive—to spare tier, per
haps, bat evasive. And her task now
was only to wait. *
At eight she rose. She imagined that
he must have finished the operation
some time before, and be at the sta
tion. or on ids way there, hut her soul
could not go out to his acrossAtlie dis
tance, and their communion seemed
to he cut short h.v tlie same impene
trable darkness. Dressing, she was
conscious of a stronger -presentiment
of approach tug £vti which she couTd
not shake away.
It was a gloomy day. and the rain
cume down in torrents. About eleven
o’clock Doctor Jenkins arrived in his
buggy and Inquired for Lancaster. He
seemed surprised to learn that lib hud
gone to Avomuoufli.
He was preparing to return, hut
Joan felt the need of speech with him
irresistible. She did not mean to
cross-examine him. she duly wanted to
shake off the feeling that Lancaster
had passed out of her reach by speak
ing to one of his associates. She
hardly knew the purpose of her ac
costing Jenkins until she saw tlie look
of concern upon his face.
“Miss Wentworth, you arru’t well I”
he exclaimed. “You have been over
doing it I”
“No, Doctor Jenkins, but—Doctor
Lancaster 1ms gone into AYonuionth-^”
“Yes, Miss Wentworth, Hut he
won't come to any harm there, thanta
to you. You've taught me a thing or
two about morphine patients, Miss
Wentworth,” he went on. in his polite,
complimentary fashion, <i I m»ver
anyone get well as »fnst ns Doctor
Lancaster, nor any nurse that could
handle a situation u« you did,"
added.
“Yes, but It was not really rnor
phine, you know,” said Joan, ami thou
she almost gaped in astonishment.
What had she katil? Why had slit
said It?
Doctor Jenkins was staring at hei
too. - Not morphing, you say, Miss
Wentworth?" he stammered.
■ I mean, the eymptoiusV^wAren'l
those of morphine poisoning,” sale
Joan.
Oh, well, Miss Wentworth, every
body takes It In a different way.” h*
answered. “Yea, I reckon it was mor
phine right enough. They wouldn’'
put the wrong label on the bou.'e*
You certainly did set things humming
Miss Wentworth." he added, laughin
and raising Ida hat.
“Walt a mumcui. Doctor Jenkins
lieralsted Joan. " am ao anxIiMi
about the doctor. He ought not ;<
have gone; he waa in o© condition t*
go, and yet a tnan’s llfe la at stake."
The doctor's face became at ono
impenetrable. He seemed to be on Id
guard against her. He seemed to kn o\
more than she, Doctor • Lancaster
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Impressivc vjew of the immense throng of Germans who gathered wefore ’
the relchstag building in Berlin the other day to take part In the ceremony of
paying homage to the memory of Germany’s war dead. Half a million persona
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Sunday Services At
Griffin Churches
MAVERICK CLAM
Undenominational. AH visitors and
young men not affiliated with any
Sunday school class in the city are
cordially invited to attend., Chester
A. Byars, president.
First Methodist Church.
A house of prayer for all people.
Sunday school in. all departments
begins at 9:30 a. m. A. K. Maddox
will lecture to the Baracas.
The morning service will be con
ducted by Dr. S. P. Wiggins at 11
o’clock. .
Epworth League meets at 6:15
p. ni.
Evening service begins at 7 o’clock.
Preaching by Dr, Wiggins.
John F. Yarbrough, Pastor.
First Baptist Church.
Sunday school at 9:30 a. m. (pre
session work at 9:15 a. m.)
Morning worship at 11 o’clock.
Pastor’s subject, “Immortal Monu
ments. ft
Westbrook Junior B. Y. P. U. at 3
p.m.
Arnold and Westbrook Senior Un
ions at 6 p. m.
Evening service, 7 p, ton. Pastor’s
subject, “Detours, **
Please note change in hoiir of even
ing services.
A cordial invitation is extended to
the public.
Leon M. Latimer, Pastor.
First Presbyterian, Church.
Morning worship, 11 o’clock. The
Sacrament of the Lord’s Supper.
Evening worship, 7:30. Subject,
“The Despised Drehmer. • *
Sunday school, 9:15 a. m.
Christian Endeavor, 6:45 p. m.
Prayer service Wednesday evening
at 7:30.
A cordial welcome always at “The,
Church With the Open Boor.
Malcolm It. Williamson, Pastor.
Christian Church.
Bible School, 9:45 a. m.
Morning worship, 11; o’clock.
Evening services at 7:30 o’clock.
The pastor will preach at both
services.
Juniors nfi^t at 3 o’clock.
Fellowship and worship are su
preme in all our services.
The public is cordially invited to
attend. O. K. Cull, Pastor.
Sacred Heart Catholic.
The Sacred Heart Catholic church
is located in the residential section
pi North Hill street.
Sunday school held every Sunday
morning at 9:30 o'clock.
Mass and benediction of the Bless
ed Sacrament will be held on the
second Sunday of each month.
The public is cordially invited to
attend.
Father Clark, pastor. ~
pis helpmate
Two clubmen we leaguing the
relative merits of I wives, when
one of them remai
"My wife.looks after me, I ean aa*
sura you. Why, she takes off ray
boots for me in the evening.”
“Ah! When you come home from
the club in the evwningdrev’frET
the club?” suggested the other.
' “No—when I want there.”
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Oliphant of Trenton, is the new
president of the women’s auxiliary
of the American Legion.
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