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MYERS
S Y N O PS IS . — Nurses
In
the
S ou thern h osp ital at A v o n m o u th
are
angered
by
the
In solen t
t r e a t m e n t a c c o r d e d th e m b y Dr.
John L a n c a s te r, head o f the In
s t i t u t i o n . a n d t h e r e is a g e n e r a l
feelin g
of
unrest,
in to
w h ich
Joan
W en tw orth ,
p rob ation ary
n u r s e , is d r a w n .
D octor L a n
c a s t e r Is p e r f o r m i n g a d i f f i c u l t
o p e r a t io n , f o r w h ic h he has w o n
fam e.
Joan, w it h o th e r nurses,
is In a t t e n d a n c e .
S h e is u p s e t ,
th ro u g h no fa u lt o f h er o w n , and
m a k e s a tr iv ia l b lu n d er at a c r i t
ical m om en t.
T h e p a tien t dies
and
D octor
Lancaster
accuses
h er o f clum siness.
S h e is s u s
pended, the a ctio n m e a n in g the
end o f her hope o f a c a re e r as a
nurse.
W ith ou t
relatives
or
friends,
and
desperate,
Joan,
u r g e d b y h e r l a n d l a d y , g o e s to
D o c t o r L a n c a s t e r 's office to a s k
him to o v e r lo o k h er blu n d er and
r e i n s t a t e her.
She o v e r h e a r s a
violen t altercation betw een D oc
to r L a n c a s te r and o th e r men she
d o e s n o t se e.
J o a n is s t r u c k b y
t h e f a v o r a b l e c h a n g e in t h e a p
p e a r a n c e an d d e m e a n o r o f the
d o c t o r , r e c a l l i n g t h a t a t t i m e s in
t h e h o s p i t a l he h a s b e e n g e n t l e
and th o u g h tfu l and at oth ers su
p erciliou s and b u llyin g.
Me tells
her he can do n o th in g fo r her at
the hosp ital, but offers her a p o
s i t i o n in a n u r s i n g i n s t i t u t i o n in
ths c o u n try , t e llin g h er she can
bo o f " g r e a t a s s i s t a n c e " t o hi m .
Copyright bq V . Q. C h t p m i t
that day than at any time since her
mother’s death!
She leaned out of the window. She
suddenly remembered that the insti
tute wu8 not many miles from her old
home. It would he almost going home
—and on the morrow. Joy leaped into
her heart.
Then she saw something that for an
Instant chilled the blood in her veins.
Across the street, leaning against the
park railings and looking up at the
house, was a short, square-built figure
of a man wearing a hard hat. She
could not distinguish the face, but
she thought it was Myers. And she
remembered hi» threat.
What did it mean? BewPdcr^d, she
turned into her room again She half
regretted now that she was to go to
Lancaster.
But in the morning she dismissed
the incident from her mind as a fan
tasy.
C ha pter I V
At half-past seven in the evening
Joan descended from the train at Lan
caster station, after an all-day ride.
It was like going home. Joan could
not see her village, which was on a
branch line, but at Medlington she
was only four miles away.
There
were the same misty mountains, break
ing the horizon line, the same small,
straggling towns, the same fragrance
CHAPTER III— Continued
of the deep forests, bringing hack to
her those remembrances which a
"You’re a fo o l! You don’t know
chance odor suddenly unlooses, as nt
when you are well off. I tell you, I the touch of some magidan’8 stave.
wash my hands of you. This is final— ’’ The two years that she had spent nt
Joan could not help hut hear. And
Avonmouth seemed to slip out of her
as she emerged into the passage, all
recollection.
the time hearing the sounds of the
As the afternoon flew by the dis
quarreling voices, Myers came hurry
tant mountains changed into a semi
ing past.
circle of Irregular heights. Now the
He did not see her. lie ran to the
train was climbing into the foothills.
door. Hung it open, and rushed down
It wus a lonely land. This was fur
the steps into the street. As lie went
ther in the back country than Joan
along the passage the girl saw him
had ever been. The villages were be
staring right and left; then, as she
coming mere clusters of negro cabins.
came out, he saw her and went toward
There hud been two changes of trains
her. She knew that it was she whom
he had been seeking.
"What was it Doctor Lancaster was
saying to you, Miss Wentworth, before
I came In?” he asked in ids rasping
tone.
Joan stared at him in astonishment.
Now she realized that she had mis
taken him; he was not a servant, but
apparently a member of the doctor’s
household.
"W ill you let me pass, please?"
asked Joan, as he blocked the way.
"I want to know what the doctor
was saying to you," repeated the man
doggedly.
"Are you going to refuse me pas
sage?" demanded the girl, flushing
with anger.
He stepped aside with a sneer and
a mock how. "O, very well, If that’s
your attitude," he answered. " I shall
find out."
Joan turned swiftly upon him. "I
don’t know who you are. hut I shall
complain of you to Doctor Lancaster,"
■lie said.
Myers looked at her and sneered
and chuckled. Then, without a word,
ha went back Into the doctor’s room.
And still the voices kept up their
quarreling dialogue.
Joan found herself in the street In
The Horse Breaking Into a Short Gal
the twilight, and now the unreality of
lop Near Every Summit.
the absurd Interview struck home to
her. She tried to puzzle it out. Be and each time the coach became shab
fore she readied the boarding house bier and more disreputable, and more
she thought site had her clue.
impregnated with tobacco smoke. The
That Lancaster, the terror of the character of Joan's fellow travelers
nurses, should have been unable to changed as well.
They were un
promise immediate reinstatement, his couther, they wore chin beards and
evident good-will, his indecision and rough store suits; they sat perspiring
Illness were explicable only In one and collarless, the soft hats pulled
way. The man Myers must he a rel over their foreheads. But she looked
ative, the third man perhaps a nephew. nt them with the loving appreciation
Lancaster had been supporting a of her own people that was In her
worthless pair In idleness, and had heart, and they, in the presence of the
turned on them In exasperation. That pretty girl who was traveling alone,
was the meaning of Ills look of Illness, displayed the innate courtesy of the
his preoccupation—the shock of some Southerner.
domestic discovery.
The sun descended; it was gilding
At any rate she was satisfied with the whole land with level rays of gold
some suen solution. And she was cer and dancing on the horizon like a red
tain that, if she pleased him with her hall when the train pulled Into Lan
mysterious mission, her reinstatement caster, the last station before Mill
would follow. She went home luippy, ville. the terminus. Joan got down
and Mrs. Webb read the news In her and looked about her.
face the moment she opened the door.
The station was a tiny place and
"I knew It, my dear," she exclaimed seemed deserted. The hooking office
with pleasure. "I knew that you could was closed. In the waiting room, ap
twist that old devil round your finger pearing almost to fill it. was a stout
If you tried hard enough."
negress with n dov.en parcels; from
"Mrs. Webb, It was nothing of the the wicker shies of one two hens'
kind." said Joan. "And Doctor Lan heads with blinking eyes protruded.
caster Is one of the kindest of men. ! Outside a ramshackle buggy, with a
He’s going to try to have his decision lean chestnut horse attached, was
reversed, and— Mrs. Webb, he Is send- j drawn lip to the edge of the muddy
lug me to a sanitarium, on a case, in road.
the meantime."
A well dressed young mountain boy
She checked herself, suddenly re- | In a hard felt hat was standing be
memberlng Lancaster's caution. But i side It. As Joan came out of the sta
Mrs. Webb took the girl to her wide j tion he turned toward her, took off his
bosom and kissed her.
hat. and bowed.
"You little humbug!" she said.
"Miss Wentworth?" he Inquired, In
"Mrs. Webb," cried Joan, scandal- a well-bred tone.
l*ed. " If you knew— ”
"Yes. You are from the Institute?"
But when she was upstairs she sat
"Yes. Miss Wentworth. Mrs Fraser
down suddenly and faced her con
will he expecting you." He looked be
science. What Inipres^lmi of herself yond her. and Joan, turning, perceived
had she given In the consulting room? to her discomfiture the man Mvers, In
She did not know. This scene, like his hard hat. He must have traveled
that o f the morning, had become up In the train with her.
Myers came forward, taking off hit
blurred in her memory, and time had
"Miss Wentworth,
rvegnn to flow very faat after the alow- hat grudgingly.
n e s s o f her twenty-two years.
Oer I’m sorry If I annoyed you last night,"
tain • stranger things had happened he said. "1 ought to have explained
Famous Forts in
U. S. History
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MAKING GOOD IN
A SMALL TOWN
R ea l S tories A b o u t Real G ir l»
By ELM O SCO TT W A TS O N
Bjr MRS. H A R LA N D H. A LLE N
((&). 1V24, w « a t « r n N e w s p a p e r Union.)
■H-l I T I + I I I I I I I I I I I I t-H - H
KNITTING NETS NEAT
SUMS
World’s Greatest Civil War
Began Here
FREE
On the morning of April 12, 1861,
to you that Tm the secretary of the Edmund Muffin, an aged Virginian,
institution. I guess my manners ain't pulled the lanyard of a cannon and
very good, but I meant no harm."
made history.
For the shot which
Joan, who had witnessed Ids pres went screaming across the water of
ence with consternation, now felt a Charleston harbor and struck the
sudden reaction from her fears. Of walls of Fort Sumter set 2,000.000
course, Myers' explanation made the armed Americans at each other’s
situation intelligible.
throats in the greatest civil war in
She bowed, and he turned to the history.
boy. "You can take Miss Wentworth
Fort Sumter, named for Hen. Thom
up,” he said. " I ’ll find a buggy some as Sumter, the famous partisan lead
where.”
er of the Revolution, was built in 1828
As there was only room for two in and was a casern«ted brickwork of
the buggy, Joan did not demur to the five faces, mounting two tiers of guns.
proposition.
She stepped in. the It was situated on a little Island be
young man holding out his hand to tween Morris and Sullivan islands in
guard her dress from the wheel. Joan the mouth of the harbor of Charles
glanced at the man with momentary ton. S. C. At the opening of the Civil
Interest. He had the appearance of a war It was commanded by MaJ. Robert
gentleman, and the manners of one. Anderson, who had evacuated Fort
There was no hint of either servility Moultrie In December, 1860, and oc
or presumption, and yet there was a cupied Fort Sumter when he saw that
sort of independence about the man South Carolina was preparing to seize
which fitted him admirably.
He the forts in the harbor. In January,
flicked the horse, and the buggy be^an 1861, the steamer Star of the West
to crawl out of the station yard along had been fired upon when It tried to
the single street of a tiny village, bring supplies to Anderson, but no
straggling uphill. It was a white vil further hostile move against the fort
lage. hut clusters of shanties a little was made until April 11 when Gen.
back among the- pines betrayed the I*. T. Beauregard, the Confederate
presence of the black element There commander, demanded that Anderson
was a store or two, their fronts plas surrender.
tered with tobacco and baking powder
When Anderson refused. Beauregard
advertisements, and in front of each the next day ordered his batteries to
stood a gaunt, yellow-faced hillinan, open fire on Sumter.
After three
chewing and gazing after the buggy hours Anderson returned the fire and
with unanimated face.
for the next 34 hours 19 batteries
"Tills is Lancaster?" asked Joan.
rained shot and shell against the fort.
"Yes, Miss Wentworth."
Three times the fortification was set
"The people here look depressed."
on fire but the brave defenders kept
"There’s a good deal of sicknesw, up the fight until their ammunition
Miss Wentworth.
Hookworm, and was almost exhausted. Then Ander
what they used to call malaria. But son sorrowfully lowered the Stars and
there isn’t any malaria here; it’s bad Stripes and on April 14, after he had
diet— salt pork and soda bisetiits. And evacuated the fort, the Stars and Bars
there’s pellagra; it’s been here for gen
of the Confederacy were hoisted in
erations, but it wasn’t till last year their place.
that the medical commission discov
Twice during the war the Union
ered It."
forces tried to recapture Fort Sumter.
The coachman’s knowledge might On April 7. 1863. Admiral Dupont
have been ludicrous in most men of tried to reduce If with a naval bom
his class, but there was nothing ridic bardment hut failed. That summer
ulous in the grave, refined face of the Admiral Dnhlgren reduced the fort to
young mountaineer.
He must have an earthwork, but could not take it.
picked up some knowledge at the In
So the men in gray held this fort
stitute, thought Joan.
until February 17, 1865, when they
"But it’s healthy up In the hlMs, were forced to evacuate Charleston
Miss Wentworth," he added. "This and the next day the Union flag was
village is Millville. They used to grow raised over it by Major General Hen
cotton in the valley over yonder, tut nessey. The Inst chapter In the stir
the frost killed the crops three years ring history <>f this fort was written
ago, and the mill fell into ruin. Quite on April 14, 1S65. On that day Rob
a little water power in that stream.'*
ert Anderson, now a general, led a
The buggy ascended a steep«»* | force of boys in blue into Fort Sum
grade, the horse breaking Into a short ter and over its ruined walls he hoist
BOARDING, WITHOUT BOR
gallop near every summit, and then ed the same shot-torn flag which he
ING, THE SUMMER GUEST
resuming its leisurely crawl.
had been forced to lower from the
"That's the institute, Miss Went fort’s flagstaff four years before.
worth.”
the coachman continued, !
X T AR IETY, not satiety. Is the objeo
pointing toward a straggling building “ Hold the Fort for We Are
*
tive ot the summer boarder.
on a little plateau. It had the appear- i
He wants “ eggs with the cackle at
Coming!”
nnce of a large but rather dilapidated
tached,” and he’d like to sample every
It win only a small fortification vegetable In the garden— but not all
farmhouse. " I t ’s three miles by tJMi
road," he added, "but less than a mile built high up in Allatoona Pass In the at the same meal. That’s the conclu
mountains of northern Georgia and sion of a girl who has seen several
over the hills."
The horse had stopped to gain history does not even dignify It with summers at “ taking In boarders. Her
breath again.
Looking back, Joan a name of Its own. But It once was town Is something of a resort; her
saw a white line that crept upwurd a post of the greatest strategic value "paying guests” are tlred-out and more
over the rocky slopes almost direct j In an important Civil war campaign or less critical cityltes.
“ They want fruit from the tree and
from the station to the building. Half and It also furnished the Inspiration
way up was a little speck of black for a famous hymn, “ Hold the Port not from the can; they want country
for
We
Are
Coming!”
cream that has never seen the Inside
that seemed to move. Joan knew It
Late In 1864. Just before General of a chemist’s laboratory,” she de
was Myers’ hard hat, his body being i
Sherman
began
his
famous
march
to
clares. "They want what they can’t
hidden from view among the husheo.
She shuddered slightly; the mun was the sea. Confederate General Hood get In the city. What they do not
slipped around his right flank and want Is a poor Imitation of metropoli
very repugnant to her.
began capturing the small garrisons, tan fare— and they don't want to see
The horse went on again, the road
which Sherman had left along the the table unattractively overloaded
winding uphill through pastures gajr
line of his march. One of the most
with coarse country foods, either."
with buttercups and wldte with little
Important of these posts wns located
The professional summer hostess
branched asters. It dipped between
In Allatoona pass where a million and should, then, provide the vacationist
hedgerows pink with meadowsweet
a half rations were stored, a rich with simple foods, daintily and at
The sun had set, but its light still
tractively served.
Two green vege
gilded t he hills. The scene was very prize If Hood should capture It.
This post, surrounded by earthworks tables, besides potatoes, are enough
peaceful. Now the institute seemed
hastily
thrown
up.
was
commanded
for that type o f food.
She should
to swing out from among the undula
hv Gen. .1. S. Corse of Illinois with a always have some fresh wild flowers
tions of the mountain flanks iinmo
force
of
about
1,500
Minnesota
and
on the table; and she can garnish the
diately in front of them.
Illinois troops.
Hood detailed Gen- dishes with a lettuce leaf or a bit
The buggy came to a standstill bo
• ral French with 6.000 men to drive of parsley.
fore the long wooden building, which
Corse out o f the pass. It was soon
She may Increase her margin of
was of unshingled boards end very
surrounded and a demand for its sur profit by continuous replanting of her
much tlie worse for weather. It hsd
render made. Corse refused and In a kitchen garden, thus assuring an
not been painted for years, and two
little while a hot battle was in prog
abundance of fresh vegetables all
windows In one wing were broken. A
ross. Although many of his men were through the season. Small fruits from
patch of weedy, unmown lawn extend
killed. Corse still held out and retired her own bushes and vines; plenty of
ed between what had once heon
to the little fort nt the top, which milk, butter and cream all are cheap
hedges, hut were now mere tangles of
he prepared to defend to the last.
and good. A few hives of bees to
undergrowth.
Nearby was a lsr/e
In the meantime Sherman had start supply honey are an excellent Invest
inclostire In which were a few chick
ed north from Atlanta In hot haste to ment. The poultry plant should be
ens. picking for grains of corn, rnd
save the pass from being captured. enlarged to provide fried chicken ns
a cow at pasture turned her head and
■Inst ns Corse was beginning to a regular thing, not Just for “ Sunday
gazed at them placidly.
despair of holding out against the at
The door opened and a pleasant- tack of the gi ay Jackets, an officer dinner." The rabbit pen is good for
nn occasional rabbit-pie or fricassee,
looking woman came forward.
called his attention to a white flag
"How do y«ni do. Miss Wentworth,** that was being frnntleall.v waved from n pigeon loft Is easily managed— and.
she said. "1 am the matron. Mm. the summit of Kcnesnw mountain. 15 the hostess should remember, broiled
Fraser. Doctor Lancaster telegraphed miles away. This signnl was answered squab is a luxury that comes high In
about your comiug.
I’ll show you and then the heartening message was city hotels.
She may economize legitimately on
your room, and your supper will be waved from mountain to mountain:
her laundry bills, too. by discarding
ready in a few minutes."
“ Hold the fort: I am coming W. T. the heavy cover-all tablecloth in favor
Joan descended. The driver, who Sherman."
of doilies and runners, or the new
had leaped to the ground, held hfa
A wild cheer went tip from the he
luncheon sets of decorated oil-cloth,
hand over the wheel, but did not offrt
league red men and with renewed which are both practical and artistic.
it to her. Then he reentered the hug
courage they kept up the fight. Bj
But she cannot afford to confine her
gy, and. rather to Joan's surprise, this time more than half of the mer
drove off along the road by whicb In the little fort were either killed activities to the dining room. The en
tire house must be clean and well-
they had ascended.
or wounded. General Corse was shot
aired. beds comfortable, furniture sim
through the head three times, but un
ple. pictures appropriate.
She may
dismayed by the fall of their leader decide to solve ffie problem of room
the men of Minnesota and lllinoti scarcity by
-nting tents— which In
fought or for three hours more until
mnny cases will he more popular than
Sherman came to their relief.
the rooms. The hostess may provide a
No sooner had Philip Paul Ritas,
tennis court, and a playground for
« writer of hymns and later a partner
children at little cost. If there Is
of the famous evangelist. Dwight L. wster. diving-boards,
flshlng-tackla
»T O B E (C O N TIN U E D .)
Moody heard of thli incident than he snd canoes are easy to furnish.
■at down and wrote the thrilling old
She must “ put bar house in ordsr*
In parti of A M e » and sourhert
hrtnn wMrh has been sung wherevet
A il« the cowrie, a «mall liiotl. U I
both In-doors and out.
the Kngllit, language 1» tpokeo.
»•. i m w « u r i » o i a i s l i a s »
for coin
m m
m m
Hard ware, fami-
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the United States in an effort to keep
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Slciliun lemon industry. The exports
from Palermo to the United States for
the first quarter of 1924 were one-half
million dollars less than for the cor
responding quarter of 1923.
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