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Saturday, October 11, 1924. mm m SOUL l i VICTOR ROUSSEAU ^COPYRIGHT by W.6.CHAPMAN l ^ ■ » f "U-\ ; • V 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. __________ “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. y t . M,- -t GRIFFIN DAILY NEWS _ ! 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. k inH,itutfi 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: ‘ "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. fejfcnr I X f V ■ >, < V V % m 1 \ . r l.L rnvtei v i N f= t f . j “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 ^ r r: r:„ „ k 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.” SI ri . .. 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 . 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 uMnrj it i bulJoa. Iff (To Bo Continued.) 1 ?:/ ‘ i ■ &L ■ ivi-., ■ X;,... JIllL' * ■ ■ ■ j. i ■ a . li v ;V f * l S' I t II V. I MM 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 were present. 1 I i - 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.” to go . 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