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IClJRES ALL DDINK AND Dcuto ADDICTIONS
NCWLt Fuonished new Management
5Cen!s
"What is the
price of Dobbins'
Kiectiic S'-ai !"'
"Five oeula a bar, full size, jug!
"iltiCfld from ten and your choice of
!:: j. i (tut iini.ks sent free, for each
t rappers, and " cents for postage
H.iHti'i been less t han 10 cents for
.'ii years,
"Why that's the price of common
iirn vii soap. I can't afford to buy
ny
bi
i. tu r soap alter this, oeua me
x of w.ibbiu'e E ectrio."
!-:!
His Brother's
Keeper ;
Or,
Christian Slcwarc'shipi
BY CHARLES M. SHELDON,
,uiliur;( "111 lib Steps," "
lii ,.n of. I'lillip Strong,"
liurun Boven iMys,"
iiin Kirk." i.lc.
1 lm Ol'UOl
" Uulierl
Mul-
X corYRWiiT, 1886, bt cnsonEn hTlOSAfi
4" i.D 81'MIAt ICHOOL PIULISIIINU goCIETT.
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CIIAPTEU VIII.
COMPLICATIONS.
Stuart had known every foot of Cor
nlshtown as a boy and was fnmllla:
even now with most cf the c.'rlou3 lit
tie lanes and paths that cut it ueros
and trucked up and duvvu the side o!
the great bill like the marking of sotiu
gigantic game. There was probably
no other place just like It in America,
The prospecting holes were of varlou
depths. Some of them had caved la e
the sides aud were shaped like old ce!
Isrs or cisterns with masses of rub
hlsh at the bottom. Others were well!
anywhere from oO to 100 feet deep,
and especially dangerous In winter,
when the snow, lodging on bushot
growing about the shaft's mouth, art
fully concealed the locality of danger.
It was Stuart's first thought when he
calmed himself to think and act that
Bhena had attempted to make a short
cut by one of the miners' paths from
the upper part of the settlement t'
Cornlshtown to Champion and In the
lark and confusion caused by the
a Mil" and poor lookwL
, r i klud uf a cum- f52
Eureka Aplb,
Harness 0..T
nntnnlymakMtbebaraeMandtiM Ilk
boi tnr belMi . but niHket tb 'IB.
luitut-rtoRiiiiit ptllU'. rut.M It In con- nt
i ti , Ju"n l'-twlcw M ,0 U
MmUtUi " " ordinarily would. (lJk
Jil l H 1 rT"t'r" lu eul 411
Horse a Icll'
Chance! IjjjjfF
WA' I SHALL M jYlA&J A
iI!?4'lVT3 r"ll i
P
stEt IHSTjflJ
change which mow makes In the ap
pearance of old landmarks bad tum
bled into on of the shafts. Under this
conviction he ran back to the house
where Rbena had been and from which
be had Just come himself, and. begging
a lantern, he started out on a path
which at first in his terror he had for
gotten. He had followed It but a little
way when the lantern revealed a small
black object right In the center of the
path, lie stooped eagerly and picked
It up. It was a lady's winter glove
trimmed with fur at the wrist He
recognized It as Rhena's. He had seen
her wearing that kind of a glove a few
days before. He placed it in bis pocket
and went on as fast as he dared, eager
and yet dreading with a horror be nev
er felt before the possible discoveries
he might make. The miner who had
come up with him bad gone down to
the settlement at Stuart's suggestion
to rouse others to come out and Join in
the search. So be was alone up there
in the mysterious shadows of the pine
covered slope. Every step he took over
the Email, barely denned trail was like
a step Into an unknown land, and yet
be was conscious, even as he dwelt
with terror upon the strange adventure
so suddenly thrust upon him, of going
over that very path one warm summer
day when a boy only 10 years old, and
the smell of the balsams as they guve
out their peculiar pungent odor In the
warmth of the sun seemed to be in his
senses now. Several persons had evi
dently been over the path that very
day, for the snow was trodden down,
and the murks of feet were not jet
wholly covered by new snow.
Quite a long distance from the place
where the glove was found Stuart
came to nn old stump which marked a
giant pine of many years before. The
path turned about the foot of this
stump, and on the other side of It as he
strode up, praying in his heart for
mercy and safety to be shown this
woman, bo saw her lying so still and
white that he dared not think what It
might mean. She bad fallen over n
mass of ore that had rolled Into the
path, and one hand and arm lay
stretched out directly over one of the
most dangerous pits on the hill. So
near had she been to Instant death!
With n cry Stuart caught her up.
Still, be dared not question whether
What he held was alive or dead. He
said to himself be would not ask. He
knew she was not conscious. He moved
now with more of instinct than by
sight or reason, feeling his way down
the hill. He seemed to feel confident
that he would nut fall Into any of the
shafts witli this burden, and with a
strength and purpose that moved him
with even more than bis usual determi
nation he went on down, keeping be
fore him the glimmering light of the
nearest cottage. Finally be had reach
ed a cross iwith to the one be bad first
entered and in which Etbena bad met
with her accident. The light from the
cottage had disappeared. He was now
In a hollow or depression of the slope
which had sometimes been used by the
miners for a rough roadway to one part
of the Davli mine, and as he entered It
he thought that he could feel rather
than see that tracks had recently been
made through the hollow. He went
down very cautiously. Rbena was still
unconscious.
Suddenly a sound came to Stuart
from above. He stopped and listened.
It was the sound of slelgbbells. He
could not trust his hearing and listened
mmmm
Hi Kitw hi r lying " ''" nttd white.
more Intently. Yes. that was too com
mon a sound in Champion every whiter
to be mistaken, As be listened and
looked ui iu'o the opaque space tilled
with snow
the hollow
n horse en
and it wis
thing beb!:.
Stuaii s'.
he knew i.
b U straight down In
WlK'lf
the wliti I was cut on
like a great shadow
gii outline of nume-
ro
ed. n;i i the next instant
i in re was ouly one man
iu all Champion or !e Mutt, or for that
matter in (lie entire range, who would
dare drive up or dowu Coruisbtown
bollow to Davis bill at night aud In
winter. It was Dr. Saxon, and be bad
been out to see Jim Binney aud taken
the old road up the hollow to save
time. It was a common saying in
Champion that the doctor would calm
ly have taken a Bhort cut through the
Infernal regions rather than go around,
especially if there was a patient in
great danger on the other side.
The horse was like his master and
could pick bis way over the hills aud
through the rough trails like n moun
tain coat. He bad a great gift for get-
emir throtieh snowdrifts, and one of the
miners said that he once saw the doc-
tor's horse help his master right the
cutter when it tipped over by sitting
down on the shaft that was upper
most, while the doctor pushed on the
other side. Certain it is that never
did a lighthouse gleam on a lost mar
iner with Its saving light more Joy
fully than did the familiar horse and
cutter appear to Stuart as tbey plung
ed right out of a great hole and tum
bled down almost over him as he stood
there holding his precious burden.
"Whoa I Stead v there. AJax!" cried
W Jt r -
t i
the voice of the doctor from the cat
ter, which bounded out of the hole all
right and came to sight again, like a
snow? low on an engine Just after
plunging out of a drift
"Doctor!" cried Stuart "Thank
God! Quick! Miss Dwight!
She Is
uncon-
dead or dying! I found
her
sclous on the upper trail!"
He crowded through the snow up to
the side of the cutter and placed Rbe
na on the seat beside the astonished
doctor.
"Well, well. If this doesn't best the
Salvation Army drum all to pieces! I
can't escape from practice even In
Cornlshtown hollow. Ton take the
prise for furnishing material ou the
snot. Are there any more of the army
dead or wounded or dying around
herer
"Hurry, doctor! Save her! 8ay, Is
she dying? Is she seriously hurt?"
"Humph: Well, I tell you. Stuart,
she's a plucky lass, and It's ten to one
that she's dangerously hurt. No; she's
not dead." Alt this time the doctor,
who sever wasted sny breath talking
and doing nothing, had been examining
the condition of Rbena. "We'll get her
right down to the town as fast as possi
ble. Come, jump In and hold her. I
can't drive and tend to her too."
Stuart did as directed, and the horse
lunged forward at the doctor's word.
It neemed to Stuart that the doctor was
mad to drive at such a pace.
"Do be careful, doctor! You'll kill us
all! Go slower!" Stuart gasped as he
held Tttiena and breathlessly braced
himself against the back of the cutter.
"You've got your bands full without
driving," was all the satisfaction Stu
art could get and before he could utter
much more remonstrance they were
out of the dangerous part of the hol
low and had struck Into the beginning
f the road that led down to Champion.
From that point the two men did not
speak until the doctor reined AJax up
in front of Rhena's lodging. He had
chosen to go right on Instead of stop
ping at any of the cottnges where the
accommodations for help were so mon
ger. The doctor carried Itheua Into
her room and left Stunrt outside with
the cutter. When Saxon llnally came
out, he was able to bring Stuart good
news. It was a case of unconscious
P.OSS from a bnd fall, but lit? did not
fear any serious consequences,
They were standing by the cutter
talking together, when one of the wom
en looked from the door nnd called the
doctor.
"Oh, doctor, will you see If Miss
Dwlgbt's glove Is out there anywhere?
She's lost one of them."
"Shake that robe, Stuart." said the
doctor as he flashed the lantern around
ou the sidewalk and about the cutter.
"Like as not it's down In the bottom
somewhere. Don't you And It?" he
asked, not noticing what Stuart was
doing, (iettiug no answer, he shouted
back: "It's not here, ma'am! Must
have dropped It on the way dowu."
The woman shut the door, anil the doc
tor said. "Get in, Stuart, aud I'll take
you home."
Stuart Climbed Into the cutter with
out a word. As the doctor seated him
self and AJsx was about to make Ids
usual wild plunge up the street Stu
nrt said, "I nave Miss Dwlght'l glove
In my pocket, doctor, aud I ntn going
to keep it."
"What's that!" exclaimed the doc
tor. He was nearly twice Stuart's age
and bnd known him all his life. Stu
nrt did uot know any oue to whom be
felt like telling bis secret more than
to the doctor.
"But what's the good of one glove,
Stuart?" The doctor was not quite
sure that Stuart wanted to tell blm all.
"I mean to have them both," replied
Stuart frankly, looking right Into the
doctor's face. "Old friend, can't you
see that 1 am In love with her aud at
the very highest point of my life al
ready because of It?"
Stuart spoke louder than he bnd
meant to, forgetting that persons were
passing along the sidewalk. Several
of the Salvation Army people had gone
up to Rhena's lodgings to Inquire about
her. It Is not probable that any heard
Stuart, but the doctor suddenly struck
AJax, aud the cutter whirled Into the
square and darted across oue of the
diagonals, ("lose by the band stand
the doctor pulled up as suddenly as he
had started and said abruptly, "I'll
wait for you."
"Walt for what?" exclaimed Stunrt,
astonished.
"Why, 1 thought may be you might
want to go up Into the stand and tell
all Chnmpion that you were In love
with Miss Dwight."
Stunrt laughed softly. "I am not
ashamed of It. Indeed, doctor, 1 do
feel like shouting It out at times. No.
no!" he added as the doctor started
Ajax on again and they came out into
the main street. "It is a matter of
great pride with me. And at the same
time I shrink from making it too com
mon. There is no danger. Doctor,
will you say, 'Cod bless you. Stuart,'
as you used to sometimes when other
events in my life came on?"
I "God bless you, Stuart! Aye, aye,
'that belongs to be,' as my Cornlshmen
say when they mean it ought to be so.
You've chosen the best, pluckiest and
most character endowed woman In all
Champion, or the state for that mat
ter. Well, well, I knew It all the time!
You and Eric think I'm so busy that I
j don't have time to notice anything.
! Hut that's because I see so much more
1 than you do In a given time." There
was a short pause. "If 1 were you,
Stuart, 1 wouldn't keep that glove very
long. It isn't Just fair this cold weath
er." "Thank you, doctor. I have been
thinking of that" replied Stuart
He bad grown very thoughtful sud
denly. His life bad opened out Into
another possibility with this new expe
rience. He was conscious of Its bear
ing upon all the rest of the problems
that knocked at his heart and mind
for answers, and when he bade the
doctor good night he went into the
bouse thrilled through with the most
profound conviction and persuasion
that his life would shape this way or
that according to the response of Rbe
na Dwlgbt's soul to his. He was star
tled as for the first time be realised
how strong his feeling wss and bow
little he knew of hers. What could
she be to blm with all the social differ
ence between them? It is true he had
come to a place where social differ-.
ences counted for very little with blm, !
but how could he tell what she might
think now that her life moved on the
plane of Safvatlon Army methods? And
then there was bis money and all She
had deliberately moved out from the
world of wealth and fashion In which
he still remained, of which he was yet :
a part They were separated In this!
way by a great gulf of difference. On !
the other hand, he reflected, they had
one great and common bond of sympa
thl in their Christian faith. After all.
was not that stronger than anything
else? What were conditions or arttfl -
clal social distinctions by the side of
the all powerful oneness of spirit
which disciples of the Master possess
ed in common? It was with that last
thought on his heart that he finally
went to rest.
He did not speak to Louise or his
aunt of the evening's adventure when
he saw them in the morning. His
statement of the evening before con
corning his feelings toward Rheua had
driven the two women Into a position
of hostility to him that did not find lm
mediate expression in words, but wns
very apparent none the less. Louise
was angry to think that her attempts
to deceive Rhenn might and probably
would result In nothing. Aunt Royal
Ignored the subject definitely, but there
was no mistaking her entire opposition
to Stuart's present attitude. It was
true she did not understand him. Stu
art was too engrossed In his perplexi
ties and plans and too much absorbed
in the new life to feel all this very
deeply, and yet it showed htm bow
squarely his new life was henceforth
to conflict with the old.
It was two days after that that Stu
art, Eric nnd Andrew met ugain to talk
over matters, this time at Eric's cot
tage. Rbena hnd recovered. She was
up and doing part of her work. Stu
art had called to Inquire after her, but
had not seen her. He could not help
feeling that when he did have an op
portunlty to speak it would lie an
eventful meeting for blm. He had In
herited a large portion of his father's
abrupt determination of conduct aud
action. All this faculty. Intensified In
another direction under the Influence of
his spiritual awakening, burned as
strong as in the old Stuart, only for
another purpose. Pnul was Saul Chris
tlanized. And the new Stuart was as
likely to act In matters that required
decision with as much quickness as
the old Stuart, only with a larger and
truer vision of the meaning of the ac
tion. The three men met with more seri
ous and thoughtful bearing than at the
other meeting. Every day In Cham
pion now intensified the situation aud
increased the sum total of suffering.
There was no outward sign of the un
ion weakening. The winter had set In
definitely, and It looked very much as
if the mines had closed down for the
season. Stuart remembered one win
ter when the mines had closed for a
month through action of the owners In
order to force up the price of ore. That
was when he was a boy. He could still
remember something of the suffering
at that time. Now it promised to be
infinitely worse.
"Eric, yoti have more Influence with
the men than any one on the ranges.
Can't you persuade the union to do
something to arrive at a decision?"
asked Stuart a little vaguely. He was
feeling around after answers to a thou
sand questions, and he started the talk
aimlessly because be was preoccupied,
"Well, what can I do? The owners
are the ones to arrive at a decision.
Can't you persuade them to agree to
our demands and your own promise of
$2 a day?" replied Eric, who never hes
itated to say what he felt no matter
how abrupt it might seem.
"No; I have no Influence that way
wnn toe otner owners, i ou ougiu to
see Borne of the letters 1 get from
Cleveland. I tell you the owners will
not give In. The whole situation Is
horrible. Sometimes. Eric, Andrew. I
feel as if the men were destitute of all
sense. What right have a third or a
fourth of them to keep the rest from
work because all cannot gel the same
wages?"
"They don't look nt it that way. The
principle is with them all based on the
right or wrong side of the demand for
the $2. At the same time, as I said the
other day, I look at the strike from an
other point of view. 1 am ready to ac
knowledge it Is a miserable way to try
to get Justice done. The men can nev
er make up what they have lost by this
Idleness. But, good God, Stuart," ejac
ulated Eric, hobbling to the window
and looking out on the snow covered
hills just back of the cottage, "what
other way Is there If the owners refuse
to listen to appeals and arbitration?
Are we to submit indefinitely to starva
tion wages because we can't help our
selves? Of course I look at It from a
workingman's standpoint Boiled down
to Its simplest terms, the men don't see
anything but reason in asking that a
business like the ore industry, that has
made a few men princely rich, ought
to divide up its profits more fairly and
make a good many persons more com
fortable Instead of making a select few
uncomfortably wealthy."
"Do you believe a man can be un
comfortably wealthy?" asked Andrew,
with a smile, as If be believed It him
self. "You don't need to go outside this
room to find one," answered Stuart
soberly. "What good can I do with all
my money In a case like this? I seem
to be as helpless as either of you."
"No, you're not You can relieve a
great aeai of distress. Money Is a
great power In that way."
"But look here, Eric. Isn't this the
situation? Here are 5,000 men out on a
strike. A thousand of them have been
offered their demanda. They have re
fused out of sympathy for the rest,
who will never get what they ask, for
I can't compel the other companies to
do what I think is the right thing.
Now, then, these men are faced with I
starvation or at least with great suf
fering this winter. Shall 1 say to them
practically: 'Never mind; I have mon
ey. I will take care of you Indefinite
ly or until the money Is gone?' It
seems to me that the thousand men
ought to go to work If they have an
offer at their own terms. What do you
think, Andrew?"
"I think as you do. I regard the
strike as a disaster. At the same time
the men are doing as thousands of men
have done and will continue to do until
we have a better system than we have
1 at present of settling the differences
between men who labor with the brain
and those who labor with the band.
Would It be possible to provide the
men with work of any kind, so that
they would not be fed in idleness?"
"Why, what can miners do except
their own kind of work? Who can
manufacture work in a country like
this, where the whole Industry re
volves about one thing? Besides well,
go on, Eric, if you want to speak,"
said Stuart, who saw Eric Impatiently
biting his lips and nervously clinch
ing his hands.
"I don't know what to say!" burst
out Eric. "The whole situation Is
maddening. The men are right, and
the men are wrong. If their methods
of getting justice are at fault, the de
mand Itself for Justice, I believe, Is
right. But what can you expect? Who
for all these years has paid any atten
tion to the human end of this ore pro
ducing business? What care do the
men at Cleveland have for the souls or
the development of the souls of these
men who dig the stuff oat uf the
ground that helps buy other men cost
ly luxuries and tine clothes and bouses,
travel, educntlon, pleasures and beau
ties of all sorts? What are we reaping
now but the fruits of n great sowing
of selflsbDess In the oue great passion
for money and what It will bring? I
ask you two men, who have been rear
ed In a finer atmosphere than mine, If
It Is not true that the wageworkers of
the world, Ignorant or mistaken or
wrong nnd even vicious though at
times they may have been aud are,
still have sinned according to their
light less deeply or less wholly than
the men of great wealth and education
and social power. I am not saying
that we are perfect or never make mis
takes or that the selfishness is all on
one side, but I do Bay that this present
condition would not now be on us here
If the men who have made their for
tunes by the toil of the miners had act
ed like Christian men. How many of
the mine owners have got together and
prayed for wisdom to settle this mat
ter right? Not one of them except
Stuart here. And yet well, when I
get started I feel as If I could break
all bounds. There Is a flre In my bones
over this problem. I don't believe
there is a man living who can devise
a thorough remedy. If he can, he
stands guilty before God for keeping
silent. Aud this much Is certain: No
man or nation or form of government
known to civilization Is free from these
differences between the men of mus
cle and the men of money. Why, ouly
this morning the papers had telegraph
ic dispatches announcing tremendous
strikes in Ave different countries
England, France, Germany,. Australia
and the United Stntcs. There are
more than 100,000 men out ou strikes
this very minute. I know there Is
great discontent, and men say great
foolishness, ou the part of the men of
labor. Grant It. The fact is we live
in an age of unrest. But at the bot
tom the whole secret of the trouble lies
In a disregard of humanity in a passion
for getting wealth tlrst of all. The
love of money has wrecked empires,
and It will smash our civilization un
less" Eric stopped abruptly and
burled Ills fnce In his hands.
Stuart stepped up to blm and laid his
hlulu on Er,,.s shoulder. "Well. Eric,"
l ne 8ai(1 mply, "God will triumph In
tt, end. Let's hold fast to the great
truths that have always been true."
j "There is no solution of these dlfflcul
I tieHi al (,,.,.; suili Andrew after n
moment of quiet In the room. "esce t
j it cnmitlt ong tl)e r(.uKl()US m,g, ,
believe the next great factor in what Is
called the labor question will be the re
ligious factor. I see no possible hope
for a better condition unless it Is
brought about by the appeal to and a
belief In Christianity as the real source
of final adjustment of men's relation
with one another in the social compact.
In reality the problem consists In get
ting men on both sides to act like
Christians. There could be no possible
clash, for Instance, between you two
men If either oue worked for the other,
because you love each other. Love for
one another, therefore. Is, after all, the
greatest thing in the world, because It
is the great aud final adjuster of all
social problems nnd differences."
"I believe that, too," said Stuart, pac
ing up and down the little room. "I
don't question the final triumph of love
and right. But we don't live In the mil
lennium yet. And we have our own
questions local to us right here and
now."
"There can't be any doubt about our
duty to the suffering women and chil
dren," said Andrew. "And I can tell
you there's a lot of It beginning. One
of the worst things about It all is the
way the men are beginning to drink.
What little savings many of them bad
are going this way."
"Curse the saloon! Ob
hell on earth!" cried
Stuart and Andrew
hemence of his tone,
churches on Bund
preach for pesce a
giveness and love and blessing on uttfc
children snd all that and then on elet
tlon day we go and vote with all the
rum fiends on earth to perpetuate
system by local option that damns
with its Infernal breath every pure de
sire and every upward reach of human.
Ity, and the prayers of the nation
ought to come back Into Its homes and
aown upon us religious attars as
curses, as they are coming, until w
learn how horribly foolish aud wicked
we have been not to act our prayers
out In our votes against this devil. The
saloon has done my people more barm
than any one thing in our civilization."
Stuart was silent. For the first time
he felt the force of Eric's passion In
the matter. He remembered that the
last time he and his father voted the
voted for license. So did nearly every
church member In Champion. So did
every one of the 40 saloon keepers
there at present.
"Well, we can't drive the saloon out
this winter. It's a legalized Instltu
tlon so far ss It has a right to sell 1 1
those who want to buy," at last Stu
art said sadly. "It's one more factor
in the problem. Let's face it like men
and hope for better things to come
Of course Andrew is right about the
relief of suffering women aud children.
I have a plan, too, that I believe can
be carried out to a certain extent iji
getting the men to work Instead of iv
Calving aid in idleness. I need more
time to work it out. Meanwhile we
ought to consult with the doctor and
the city officers as to the best and most
effective way of"
There wns a knock nt the door, and
Dr. Saxon came In. "I haven't but a
minute to stay. Heard yon were here,
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There uxi o Knock ut the door, and lr
Snzon cams In.
Wanted to tell you that the typho',,1
has started in and looks like a bad job.
Never knew typhoid to come this way
In winter before, but all the streuais
are poisoned. Jim Binney Is going
with It. Sanders' two girls are down
with it. Cornlshtown is likely to be
swept with it. I can't make these peo
ple obey my directions about the drain
age. I find they've been drinking
poisoned water all the fall. The mines
ought to furnish the doctor with a
company of militia with orders to
stand guard over these obstinate, stu
pid old"-
The doctor choked off the next word
and went on: "And If tbey didn't obey,
shoot 'em on the spot and save ex
penses of medical attendance. Tell
you, Stuart, I'll run up a bill agaiust
the company for all this work I've put
In lately without pay. I'm tired of it.
Been out on Davis hill every day now
for a month. Tipped over this after
noon coming down the Iron CUB road
and got two bushels of snow up tliy
sleeves. If there Is anything I hate,
It's snow up my sleeve. I'm going to
quit running my bend Into avalanches
for these ungrateful, thankless"
Just then a loud knock at the dour
Interrupted the doctor, who nil the
time he w as speaking was shaking the
snow off his coat upon the stove, which
hissed and sputtered with the doctor's
vigorous growl.
"Is the doctor here?" said a voice as
Eric went to the door and opened it.
"Yes. What do you want?"
"Lew Tretbven has broken his leg.
Fell Into prospecting hole near upper
trail of Oomlshtown. He wants doc
tor to come right up."
"Yes. Hear that, will you!" said the
doctor, who was listening bard to catch
every word. "Tretbven has broken ev
ery leg of his body three soparats
times since I've been here. If be bad
six legs, he'd break every one of 'cm.
He always falls Into n hole at the
close of day, when I'm the farthest irf
and feel the least like going to see blm.
I've mended him so often that he looks
like a bamboo fish rod."
"Say, doctor, can you come right
up?" asked the man outside as be
caught u glimpse of blm through the
opening.
"No; I haven't had anything to ent
all day since breakfast. Tell Tretbven
to wait until morning. He's used to
breaking his legs by this time. Tel
him to set the fracture himself- Tell
him I'm sick. Tell hlm"-
Eric shut the door, and the man out
side walked slowly away. The doc'or
saw him go by the window.
"Excuse me," he muttered. "I fr
got to blanket AJax." He darted out
of the room, and Stuart saw bi'u jP
around the corner and overtake the
man. AJax was standing out near the
street where the doctor had left nim.
Stuart eaw Saxon rush the messenger
from Tretbven Into the cutter, cJImo ln
himself, leaving one foot out as usual,
turn AJax around with such haste tna
for a moment It waa a matter of doom
whether the miner would remain in
side or outside the reeling.
cutter, snd then they disappeared be
hind a great drift by the side of e
street .
When Stuart went home that arte'
noon, be carried with him a burow
that grew heavier as the twilight deei
eaed. Thai were more question
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