or
A. DOCTOR'S MISSION
' BY EMILY THORNTON
Author of " Roy Russell's Rule,"
"Glekhoy," "The Fashionable Mother," Etc.
CHAPTER XVII. (Continued.)
Bat the road-seemed yery rough. Great
rats had been made in the earth, softened
by the long rain, and these caused her
to trip and fall twice. Both times it had
jarred her arm and drawn forth tears of
anguish. At last the gate was reached
and opened with difficulty, then a dizzy
feeling came over her, and just as her
feet stepped on the porch she fell for
ward in a long, death-like swoon.
Dr. Elf eastern had gone into the coun
try, after his call at the baronet's, to
visit a rather critical case, and did not
return until quite late.
He had reached his home, given his
fcorse to the man in waiting, and then
turned to enter his door. But what was
this he saw lying in a heap upon the
porch? Stooping to discover if it might
not be a large, strange dog, his fingers
came in contact witJh a human hand, and
from its small size he knew it belonged
to child or woman.
Throwing open the door with his latch
key, the light from the hall revealed
Ethel Nevergail's pale, unconscious face
to his astonished gaze.
i "Ethel, here senseless! Oh, my darl
ing, my darling!" he murmured, as he
lifted her in his arms and bore her to the
parlor sofa. "What can this mean?"
Placing her there, he ran to the foot
of the stairs and called Mrs. Clum to
his assistance.. With joy. at last, they
eaw her eyes open; but the cry of pain
that followed filled both with surprise.
"My arm! my arm!" she cried. "You
hurt my arm! I cannot stir my hand or
arm, and fear it is broken. I came here
to Show it to you."
"Then it was .hurt before you left the
Hall?" returned the doctor, passing his
iiand over the useless member, in order
to see the nature of the injury.
"In order' to replace it, I fear I must
cause you pain. It will be impossible
for you to go out again in this storm,
therefore Mrs. Clum, my housekeeper,
must prepare you a room, and you will
remain here to-night. After she has made
you comfortable in your bed, I must re
place the bones, and then you must keep
perfectly quiet, or, after all this excite
ment, you will be thrown into a fever."
Giving Mrs. Clum several instructions,
lie saw her leave the room to prepare
one for poor Ethel's reception; then, and
not until then, he bent over the sofa
iwhere she lay, and asked her in a low
iroicc:
"Why did you not tell me this, instead
of coming out in the storm, when 1 was
at the Hall this evening?"
"I did not know you were there, and
could not have seen you if I had known
it. Sir Reginald flew into a furious pas
sion as soon as he saw me to-day, and
bade me instantly leave his house. As
my arm was hurt, I was obliged to come
to you." j
"Miss Nevergail, how was your arm
dislocated? and what means the mark of
those fingers, which I see upon the sur
face?" "Do not ask me, doctor, for I cannot
tell you!"
"Well, if you cannot tell me that, why
did Sir Reginald bid you leave his
house?"
"I cannot tell you!" was still her only
reply.
"Was It for any willful fault you had
committed?
"No! oh, do! I had met with an acci
dent the nature of which I cannot ex
plain. In short, I had, without intend
ing it, neglected a duty he had charged
me with on the day of my fright by the
railroad. My nervousness then caused
me to forget something. He had just
discovered it and flew in a rage."
"Then the brute seized your arm and
gave it this wrench! You need not tell
me, child, I know it by instinct. It is
well I was not there, for one reason."
"Why?"
'l should have struck him as he lay
helpless in bed. I could not have helped
ltt But you are safe now; he shall never
touch you again. Stay here, of course,
until you ara well; then a place will be
provided, never fear! Promise me one
thing now, which is, not to worry about
the future. Leave everything of that
nature for time and Providence to make
plain, and try to compose yourself in or
der to recover the sooner. Will you do
this?"
He took her well hand kindly, almost
tenderly, as he spoke; and, meeting his
anxious, beseeching gaze bent upon her,
she bluyihed faintly and gave the requir
ed promise.
CHAPTER XVIII.
That night an urgent call came for the
doctor. It was to attend a rich and ca
pricious patient whom he had formerly
known in the village, but now very ill
at a town nearly a hundred miles away.
Before he departed, Elfenstein eaw to'
tt that Ethel's arm was well cared for.
Leaving explicit instructions as to her
case with Mrs. Clum, he left home, ex
pecting to return the next day.
But in this he was disappointed. His
patient was quite ill; he insisted on the
doctor remaining constantly at hie Bide,
and policy and real concern for him kept
ISarle away for nearly two weeks.
A vast surprise greeted Elfenstein
when he returned home a perfect series
of them, in fact. During bis absence two
very important things had occurred. Sir
Reginald had died suddenly, death prob
ably being hastened by his recent great
excitement, and Ebhel was no longer an
Inmate of the doctor's home. .
Mrs. Clum told him how the young girl
had remained two days. Her arm had
come to rights quickly. The death of
f3Jr Reginald had shocked her, and, she
earned nervous, worried, eager to get
away from the scenes that had horrified
her. She had left a tear-stained note,
fervently thanking the doctor for all hla
kindness, and saying that she felt she
-must get work and support herself.
In this she had been successful. A
few miles distant was the home of the
Duchess of Westmoreland. Ethel had
oruehow learned that she wished to en
gajre a governess for her daughter. Lady
Claire Lin wood. She had applied for
the position, and had secured it.
One day Dr. Elfenstein rode over to
the sumptuous baronial home. ' He pass
ed an hour in the company of Ethel.
When he left his heart was hard and
cold, and she, poor child, was tortured
with the anguish love only can feel.
In fact, Earle had asked for an ex
planation of her seeming part in aiding
dead Sir Reginald to frighten the simple
natives with the superstitious idea that
the tower was haunted. Ethel remem
bered her solemn promise. She dared
not break it. The doctor grew from sus
picion to distrust, so a baleful cloud arose
between them About three days after
the burial of the baronet, Ethel Never
gail, with Lady Claire Linwood, accom
panied by a groom, started out for their
usual horseback ride. Both were skillful
horsewomen, and both were extravagant
ly fond of the saddle. This morning they
had resolved to follow a wild looking
path, leading through a deep wood, one
they never had noticed, in rides past the
spot, until the day before.
Suddenly, after an advance of about
half a mile, both girls noticed at once
that footsteps had diverged from the
beaten path, and looking towards the
point to which they seemed directed, they
were astonished to see the opening en
trance to what seemed a. large cave, over
hung with vines of thick luxuriance.
These vines seemed lately to have been
parted. Reining up their horses, they
paused before the spot, in order to sur
vey it more closely, when all distinctly
heard low moans of pain, issuing from
a point near the entrance.
Surmising at once that some fellow
being was in distress, Ethel requested the
groom to dismount and investigate the
place, and immediately return to report
the cause of the apparent suffering with
in. The, man dismounted as requested
and disappeared from view, only to re
turn with the news that an eccentric
bookseller, who had recently made his
appearance in the neighborhood, and Who
was known as the Rev. Edwin C. Styles,
was very ill in that remote and hidden
spot. Bidding Roger assist her to the
ground, Ethel at once hastened to the
side of the sick man.
She found him stretched upon an old
cot bed in this damp and gloomy retreat,
far away from the haunts of men. She
noticed a few articles of furniture, and
a few utensils for daily use, but saw no
trace of fire or food.
On a rude bed lay stretched the form
of the eccentric being who had been
much talked of during the past few days.
His cheeks were flushed with fever,
while the weary movements of his head
told of intense pain in that region. Clasp
ed in his thin, white hands upon his
breast lay a small wallet.
Seeing at once that the poor creature
was very low, perhaps near death, Ethel
stepped back to the entrance of the cave
and requested Roger to ride witih all
s-peed to summon Dr. Elfenstein to his
side. She also requested Lady Claire to
remain within call, while she herself
would watch over the sufferer until aid
should come.
At once Ethel returned to her self-assumed
charge, and endeavored to arouse
him from the stupor he was in, in order
to ask of his relatives and home. The
effort was vain. A low, incoherent mut
tering, in which the words "brother" and
"save me," were mingled, was all she
could hear.
It seemed a long and weary while to
the anxious girls, before voices were
heard in the distance. Dr. Elfenstein
was the first to enter the cheerless place,
while two men beside Roger followed,
ready to bear the sufferer in their arms
to a wagon quite a distance down the
road, beyond the narrow pathway the
girls had pushed over on the backs of
their gentle horses.
The doctor paused a moment to exam
ine the patient, but looked very grave as
he did so, and whispered to Ethel:
"I think we are too late to save him.
He will live but a few hours, as death
is even now upon him. He must be re
moved, however, at once, and as I know
of no other place, I shall take him to my
own house."
Taking the wallet in his hand to draw
it away, he found it impossible to do
so, as the death clutch of the dying
fingers upon it was tight and still strong;
so leaving it where it was on his breast,
the doctor summoned the men, who gent
ly raised the slight form in their arms,
and bore him forth. Soon the poor man
was lying on blankets and a soft pillow
upon the floor of an easy wagon, while
the doctor sat by his side, carefully fan
ning away the flies that might annoy,
and thus they wended their way back
to their homes.
A few hours later, in the comfortable
guest chamber at the young physician's
home, the poor wayfarer breathed his
last, and as the sympathizing- physician
closed his eyes and straightened his form
he drew away the wallet carefully and
folded the poor, thin hands upon his
breast.
After dispatching a messenger for an
undertaker he summoned Mrs. Clum as
a witness, and passed to his private office
in order to examine the mysterious wal
let, that should, he hoped, reveal the se
cret of the wanderer's family and home.
CHAPTER XIX.
"Miss Nevergail," said Andrew, a
pompous footman at Castle Cairn, as he
knocked at the door of Lady Linwood's
boudoir, and was bidden to enter. "A
gentleman is In the drawing room who
wishes to see yon."
"Do you know him?" queried EtheL
"I cannot call his name, yet I have
often seen him."
"It is of no consequence. I will be
with him presently," returned the gov
erness, as she resumed her book, and
continued the lesson aha was giving her
charge.
On no account would she neglect a
duty for any person whatever. When
the task was finished, and not until then,
sha descended the grand broad stairway.
- and entered the drawing room of the
castle. There a surprise, indeed, await
ed her, in the presence of 'Robert Glen-
; denning.
Certainly she had never anticipated
j a visit from her former tormentor, and
the sight of him now brought back many
unpleasant recollections. The young man
started forward and placed himself be-,
tween the door and her slight figure, thus
completely preventing her flight.
"Pardon . me, Miss Nevergail,' he re
marked in a perfectly respectful manner,
very different from his former unpleas
antly familiar one. "I am very anxious
to have a little conversation with you,
before'-leaving this place, forever, and
therefore I beseech you to remain a few
minutes. I promise not to detain you
long."
"Very well," returned the young girl,
gravely, taking the seat he offered her.
"Why do you leave?"
"The death of my uncle has, of course,
deprived my sister and myself of his
care and. guardianship. As the title and
estate now fall to his younger brother,
Fitzroy, the present incumbent must re
move and leave the hall, to be occupied
or not, by the new baronet, as he sees
fit. Lady Constance will seek a resi
dence with some relatives in London, and
we shall make a home somewhere togeth
er, unless unless "
Here the young man paused, "greatly
embarrassed for a proper conclusion to
the sentence he had commenced. Break
ing the silence again, for it was becom
ing oppressive, he resumed:
"Miss Ethel, I come this morning to
lay before you a proposition that I hope
will meet with your sanction. I must
first, however, express to you my deep
regrets for the offensive manner in which
I used to treat you. I know not why I
was led to make myself so disagreeable.
I was probably prompted by a spirit of
mischief, but as soon as you left the hall
so suddenly I became aware of my great
mistake. I loved you, but I felt it was
without hope. In my egotistical haste I
knew that I had won, perhaps, What I
merited, your contempt. To-day I felt
that I could endure this misery no long
er. I resolved to see you, to ask for
giveness for my course in the past, and
to crave the privilege of retrieving my
former mistake by being allowed to visit
you as a friend until I can win your
love, and ask you to become my wife."
"Mr. Glendenning," interposed Ethel,
"what you propose is an utter impossi
bility. I can and do forgive the annoy
ance I confess your conduct occasioned
me in other days, but the proposed visits
I must positively decline. It could never
result as you seem to imagine, for I as
sure you my affections could never be
won."
"You are hasty in thus answering,"
interrupted the lover. "You surely can
not thus foretell what your feelings
would be under such different auspices."
"Indeed, indeed, Mr. Glendenning, I
must interrupt you by distinctly saying
that, as I am situated, I cannot receive
visits; therefore, I must beg you to re
ceive this, my final answer. It would be
the same after years of friendly inter
course. I do not love you, and I never
can love you. I forgive you, and will
ever think of you kindly; beyond that we
can never go."
"Then there, is no necessity for my re
maining," he said, sadly, as he arose to
leave.
"None whatever," was the firm reply.
"Miss Nevergail, believe me, as long
as I live I shall regret having made your
residence at the hall so disagreeable.
You certainly had enough to endure in
being under obligations to amuse an irri
table invalid. The rude manner In which
you were dismissed excited my deepest
sympathy."
"For which I am very grateful," kind
ly returned the young girl.
"If ever, as a friend, I can serve you
in any manner, will you allow me to do
so?"
"I will, if I know your address."
"That is not quite decided, but I will
leave it with the postmaster of this place.
And now, thanking you for your kind for
giveness, although feeling deeply my un
requited love, I will bid you farewell."
Robert Glendenning held out his hand
as he spoke, and seeing that genuine
tears were floating in his eyes, Ethel
laid hers in it without hesitation. Stoop
ing over the little white hand, he pressed
his lips upon it, then hurriedly left the
room, and she saw his face no more.
That night the whole family left the
hall, and the grand old mansion was
closed, waiting for the arrival, or orders,
of Sir Fitzroy Glendenning.
The residence of this gentleman was
unknown, but it was believed 'that he
went to America, therefore every effort
was to be made by the proper ones to
discover his retreat, in order to make
known to him the honors that awaited his
acceptance.
Yet, while this resolve and duty was
to be immediately put in force, many
hearts rebelled against his return.
All united in feeling that, although ac
quitted by law of, any knowledge of his
unhappy brother's fate, circumstances
still looked very dark Where he was con
cerned. (To be continued.)
MAY BE LOST TRIBE OF ISRAEL.
That Was Lone Ago.
Some fanciful stories are being cir
culated about Joseph Chamberlain and
his oratorical powers as a youth, but
from what a friend of his says con
cerning the great statesman's college
days it is a great mistake to say that
young Chamberlain could speak well
when at school. In fact, be could
never be induced to speak, and in this
he somewhat resembled the retiring
Arthur Balfour.
One day one of the masters of the
school which he was at asked Cham
berlain to make the reply to a speech
which had just been delivered by one
of the elder students of the debating
class. The hour came, and with a
firm step Chamberlain mounted the
platform. With perfect outward self
possession he faced the audience and
made his bow a low bow.
Everyone waited expectantly. Peo
ple became anxious when the young
man again bowed, but said nothing.
Then a titter went round among the
boys. Suddenly the coming colonial
secretary, with a look of utter despair,
sidled off the platform with another
bow, not having said one word!
London Answers.
The average man boasts seventeen
times as much about what he's going
to do as he does about what he baa
dona.
Peculiar Race of People living; TJnder
jtround in Central America.
Colonel J. C. Tucker, former United
States minister at Martinique, relates
a strange story of a race of people liv
ing in an underground city in Cen
tral America. Colonel Tucker some
time ago received Information about a
race who live in cities cut out of the
rocks In the mountains of Central
America, in an out-of-the-way place,
very difficult to reach, and which no
stranger had visited before him and
returned alive. He decided to investi
gate. After reaching a certain point
Colonel Tucker had to travel 800 miles
through wild jungles, carrying his pro
visions on a pack mule and enduring
many hardships on 1 way. As he
neared the hidden city his every move
ment was watched and reported to the
high priest of the tribe dwelling there,
but no harm was offered him. When
he shot a pair of lions in the jungles,
which had been killing tb- natives, he
did an act that turned out to be the
very thing that gave him their friend
ship and protection.
He was welcomed by the high priset,
who spoke good English, and was
shown through their wonderful city,
hewn out of the solid granite rocks
in the mountain side. To the uniniat
ed the surface of the mountain gave
no clew to the city concealed within
it. It was entered by secret passages,
c"ningly concealed by nature's handi
work, and which led to large, commo
dious rooms, handsomely furnished,
mostly in old mahogany. Passages led
to hundreds of other rooms, and to
a large hall, in which the strange peo
ple met and held meetings, while smal
ler openings for ventilation went up
ward, ending among the rocks and
jungles above, so arranged that the
rain could not enter.
The tradition among these curious
people was that they originally came
from a country far away, and that
their mission was to outwit their ene
mies, which, in the beginning, pursued
them. At all entrances thera were
side rooms, from which, at a moment's
notice, deadly gases could be let loose
upon any hostile Invaders who might
enter, and which would kill them in
stantly, while by sliding doors of stone
the gas would be kept from entering
the city.
The light of the sun, moon or stars
never enters their underground city,
except through certain openings, by
which they study the mysteries of the
night skies, but they use electricity
for lighting purposes, a science they
have learned by keeping in touch with
the outer world through their young
men.
The colonel says he was an attend
ant at their meetings and was sur
prised to find they were going through
Masonic rituals, which he, being a
Mason of high degree, understood.
This was an Inheritance of theirs from
their ancestors of the unknown past.
Colonel Tucker has written many
chapters about these people and their
city. fie has done so because he
wishes to preserve the knowledge. He
freely shows them to his friends, and
has as yet made no effort to publish
them. The proprietor of a well-known
Eastern magazine, who visited the
City of Mexico, and who was given
the privilege of reading the manu- j
scripts, with the proviso that he would
not publish their contents, offered col
onel Tucker first $5,000 and then
doubled that amount if the colonel
would pilot him to the city in the
rocks. And he may yet do so.
Colonel Tucker believes these people
are part of the lost tribe of Israel.
He has many old parchments they
gave him which he has been unable
to find anyone to decipher for him,
but which he hopes to have read by
some one of the great scholars of the
world, when the mysteries they con
tain in their time-stained hieroglyphics
will be made plain, thus revealing to
the world perhaps the strangest story
that ever linked the dim past with the
living present.
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properties, making it tne my. 1,1 ood was jn bad condition. The use of your
ideal remedy in cases where specific has driven away all indications of Dys
. , . , , xi , . . . j pepsia, regulated my bowels, enriched my blood,
the blood has deteriorated, nd caused me to gain 20 pounds in weight, so
the stomach disordered and' that I feel in better physical condition than Z
... , r j have in years. In my judgment there is no better
appetite has tailed. tonio and blood purifier on the market than your
S. S S. beinff a purely preparation, and I unhesitatingly recommend it
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Vegetable compound, leaves
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are bad on the stomach and nerves. A course of S. S. S. now will
fortify the system, and the impurities that have accumulated through
the long winter months are more readily and promptly thrown off.and
the warm weather finds you in good physical condition, instead of
weak, run-down, tired and debilitated, with no appetite or energy, aa
is apt to be the case where the system is neglected and nature left to
take care of herself. If you need a tonic and appetizer, you will
find S. S. S. the best. Medical advice without charge to all who write us
about their case. J7r SWIFT SPECIFIC CO., ATLANTA CAm
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