Cimarron Valley Clipper (Coyle, Okla.), Vol. 24, No. 34, Ed. 1 Thursday, March 12, 1925 Page: 3 of 8
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CLIPPER
CIMARRON VALLEY
MBS. WM. sons
WAS VERY SICK
Gives Full Credit to Lydia E.
Finkfiam’s Vegetable Compound
for Remarkable Recovery
.Wellston, O. — “ I took Lydia E. Pink-
Lam's Vegetable Compound to make me
strong.I was troubled
with my back and
sides hurting me til!
I could not do my
work, and whenever
I caught cold it made
me irregular. Since
I have taken the
Vegetable Com-
pound my side and
back don’t bother
me and I can do my
housework and care
for my children now.
■where before I did not feel like doing
anything or going around. After my
first child was born about four years ago
I saw an advertisement in the paper
about the Vegetable Compound. I knew
it would help me, but I was afraid to
try it because people said it would help
you to have children and I knew I was
having children fast enough. But 1
thought if it would help me it would be
better to have a whole house full of
children and have good health. I be-
came stronger from taking it and my
husband says I look like a live woman
instead of a dead one. When Spring
comes I am going to take your Blood
Medicine as I am very thin. •! will an-
swer letters from any woman who
wishes to ask about your medicine.
Mrs, William Butts, Wellston, Ohio.
Nothing Else to Do
tine day . . . when my rheuma-
tism was bad . . . nnd my daughter
had just eloped with a good-for-noth-
ing scalawag . . . and fire had de-
stroyed ray barn . . . and roasted a
fine horse that I hadn’t paid for . . .
and my best hog had up and died with
the cholera . . . and they had fore-
closed the mortgage on me . . . and
the sheriff was looking for me with
a warrant ... 1 told my troubles to
:>ne of these here optimists and lie
said: "Cheer up, old maft, the worst
?s yet to come.” . . . So, I shot him.
- Country Gentleman.
By
Vidor Rousseau
Copy ngnt by W G. Chapman
l LV
TO-NIGHT
la marrow Alright
KEEPING WELL-An N* Tablet
(a vegetable aperient) taken at
night will help keep you well, by
toning and strengthening your di-
gestion and elimination.
Vscd for over
*0 Years
Oct a
25fBox
Chips off the Old Block
JUNIORS—Little N?e
One-third the regular dose. Made
of the same ingredients, then candy
coaled. For children and adults.
mn&OLD BY YOUR DRUGGIST ml
SOAKS RIGHT IN
and LIMBERS UP
STIFF JOINTS
Stiff, swollen, inflamed, rheumatic
Joints should be treated with a rem-
edy made for just that purpose and
that purpose only.
Remember the name of this discov-
ery Is Joint-Ease and It will take out
the agony, reduce the swelling and
limber up any troubled Joint after ordi-
nary cure-alls have miserably failed.
Just rub It on—60e n tube at any
druggist—ask for Joint-Ease.
Always remember, when Joint-Ease
gets In joint agony gets out—quick.
After A Bath
^ With
Cuticura Soap
Dust With
CuticuraT alcum
Delicately Medicated
Of lMcattinf Fragrance
VWWHWWWWWHWWW
CHAPTER VI11—Continued
—13—
She nodded happily. “1 am ashamed
to feel so guy when you are unhappy,“
she said.
“I am not unhappy. Joan," he an-
swered. "I thought over everything
last night, and 1 see now that you
were right. 1 shall go back. Of course
I shall go hack. I shall regain what 1
have lost, nnd I shall face my enemies
and beat them.”
\t ten o’clock the horse was har-
nessed and the drive hack began.
At first Joan, seated at her iover’s
side, breathed in the mountain air,
the sense of freedom, the scent of the
pines, the joy of the sunlight. Then
the peaks began lo tower above them.
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
his.
"I mn going back to win,” he said
agnin.
Later the sun went Into clouds. The
air grew moister, the hills Inclosed
them, the familiar landmarks began
to reappear. And now something of
Lancaster’s despondency of tlie eve-
ning before came over Joan. Ahd
again, as If sensing tier mood, he re-
iterated :
“1 am going back to fight and win,
my dear."
But when the Institute came Into^
sight at last tlie long, gaunt building
cast its chill over the girl's heart. In
contrast with the mountain village
Lancaster was depressing and lonely.
And Joan was conscious of one grip-
ping fear. Suppose that Myers had
retunned!
She understood now how Lancaster
had felt the evening before when he
said lie would never go back It was
bike plunging out of the sunlight into
a dark mountain pool.
The matron came forward as the
buggy stopped. Joan looked at her
in terror. But her face was placid
enough, and she was aide to read In It
I the secretary’s continued absence,
“Dr. Lancaster, there was a tele-
] phone message for you a few minutes
ago from Avonnioutli,” she said.
Lancaster leaped from ttie 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. IBs step
was firm, his demeanor unruffled; the
matron, who followed him, seemed un-
disturbed. But already everything was
changed. The black shadow of Myers
seemed to loom up until it overspread
the Institute again. Joan paced the
porch in fear which gathered strength
each moment that Lancaster failed to
return. When at last she saw him
coming her suspense was unbearable.
She looked at him in mute fear as
he laid his hand carelessly upon her
shoulder.
"I have to go to Avonmouth at
once," lie said. “I have no ctioice in
the matter. It Is a patient who must
undergo an operation—ray operation—
within twelve hours. It is fortunate
that we have the buggy, because I
lliall just have time to catch the aft-
ernoon train and get into Avonmoutfi
at midnijht."
Then he looked at her white fare
and read the fear in it. "If you tell
me to stay, I'll say," lie said.
"And tlie patient?” wiitspered Joan.
“Will die. No, of course I shall go.
'Nothing could keep me from going,
not even you, my dear. But you would
not have ue stay.”
“Vou are right. Yes, of course you
must go. But I am afraid,” said Joan.
*‘I am afraid of Myers.”
He started, i i if lie, too, had been
thinking of the secretary. “But the
man can’t harm me, dear," he said.
"The message came from him I"
cried Joan in fear.
Lancaster looked away. But. when
she repeated ll<e question he un-
swered. "No."
“lie is at Avonmouth. Is he not
| there?” she asked.
"Well, Joi.j, 1 think he Ir," snld
Lancaster reluctantly. “But he may
not be. 1 only know that the message
was not from him.”
“It was not from the hospital? Not
from MacPhersnn?”
“It was from a man connected with
tlie hospital," said Lancaster. “But
It was T from MacI’herson nnd no!
front Myers, and It did not mention
Myers' nume. Why, my dear, you
musn't give way to nerves now that 1
am losing mine. It is a simple request
for me to operate tomorrow-."
She pulled herself to fthert “Of
course you must go, John," she vaid
again. She pot tier arms about Ills
neck. “Dear, if you should see that
fiinn, you will not fall into any trap
that he may set for you?" she asked.
“You are so strong, you will 'not let
him trample on you? You are yourself
again, and you wilt remain so for my
sake?”
“Never fearl” lie answered cheer-
•fullv. “I am not gorb t. > t a Ice hut
pliine again. Why, I shall hi ve cone
with me, my dear Joan, nnd I should
have no opportunity to buy any, even
if I wanted to. I shall operate per-
haps as soor. as I reach the hospital,
and return on the morning train. 1
may not even go to my house at all."
"I am not afraid that you will take
morphine," said Joun. "But you will
not see Myers?"
“Not If 1 can help It. lie can't
come to the hospital, and I don't think
he will uare to Ue in wait for me tit
the station. If he does, t.e’ll find me
a tough customer to kidnap In broad
daylight. Tb re, my dear, be calm
and sensible, nnd when r return I
shall toll you everything that you
must know."
He kissed her nnd hurried In to
pack Ids suitcase. He came out In a
few moments and placed It In the
buggy. “Good-by, Joan, dearest Joan,”
he sold. “And you will not hint at our
engagement .o Mss. Eraser while I ain
gone ? I have very special reasons
for this.”
She shook her head nnd laughed,
and returned his kiss, and all the
while her heart grew heavier. And
long after llie buggy had disappeared
from sight she stood upon tlie porch
looking after it.
Chapter IX
That nighl was sleepless as the last,
but all the joy that had filled her
heart In the hill cabin was gone. She |
lay awake, listening to tlie ruin that I
pattered on tlie roof, thinking and I
wondering. How strange her life bad
become, and how far away the old
landmarks were! She had fought for
won't come tr any harm there, thunk*
to you. Y ou've taught me a thing or
tAo about morphine patients, i’lsg
Wentworth," he went on, in ids polite,
complimentary fashion. “I never saw
anyone get well as fnst as Doctor
Lancaster, nor any nurse tlmt could
ha mile a situation us you did," La
added.
“Yes, hut It was not 'really mor-
phine, you knpw," said Joan, and then
she almost gaped in . astonishment.
What had site said? Why had she
said It?
Doctor Jenkins was staring at her !
ton. “Not morphine, you say. Miss i
Wentworth?” lie stammered.
"1 mean tlie symptoms wepen't
> After Every Meaf^
ti.ase of morphine poisoning,” said
“And the Patient?” Whispered Joan.
a man's soul in darkness and snatched
it into light, and now the darkness
seemed closing about her again. And
she could only hope and wait through
endless hours.
In vain she tried to tell herself that
it was only an ordinary summons. On
tlie face of it, the call was natilral;
hut Joan's Instinct told her that there
was more behind it. Myers had not
surrendered his prey so easily as he
laid assumed to do. And Lancaster
laid been evasive—to spare tier, per-
haps, but evasive. And her tusk now
was only to wait.
At eight she rose. She Imagined that
he must have finished tlie operation
some time before, and be at the sta-
tion, or on his way there, but her soul
could not go out to his across the dis-
tance, und their communion seemed
to be cut short by the same impene-
trable darkness. Dressing, she was
conscious of a stronger presentiment
of approaching evil which she could
not shake away.
It was a gloomy day, and the rain
came down in torrents. About eleven
o'clock Doctor Jenkins arrived in Ills
buggy and Inquired for Lancaster. He
seelned surprised to learn that he hud
gone to Avonmouth.
He was preparing to return but
Joan felt the need of speech with bin
irresistible. She did not mean to
ross examine him, si.....nly wanted to
shake off the feeling that Lancaster
had passed out of her reach by speak-
ing to one of ills associates. She
hardly knew the purpose of her ac-
costing Jenkins until slip saw the look
of concern upon tils face.
"Miss Wentworth, you aren’t well!"
he exclaimed. “You have been over-
doing It I"
“No, Doctor Jenkins, but—Doctor
Lancaster lias gone Into Avonmouth—"
“Yes, Miss Wentworth. But he
Joan.
“Oh, well. Miss Wentworth, every-
body takes it in a different way,” lie
answered. "Yes, I reckon It was mor-
phine rigiif enough. They wouldn't
put the wrong label on the bottles. I
You certainly did set tilings humming,
Miss Wentworth," he added, laughing
and raising Ids bat.
“Walt a moment, Doctor Jenkins,"
persisted Joan. “I am so anxious
about tlie doctor. He ought not to
hove gone; lie was In no condition to
go, und yet a man’s life is at stake.”
The doctor's face becume at once
Impenetrable, lie seemed to lie on Ids
guard ugulnst tier. He seemed to know
more than she, Doctor Lancaster's |
fiancee, knew; it was humiliating nnd
ironical, hut Joan saw that to ques-
tion him, even If she hud been so
minded, was useless.
She was not irtinded. That would
he ii disloyal act toward her lover.
Soon she would know ; and meanwhile
she kept down tier fears. Stie watched
Jenkins drive away with sinking
heart. And somehow the morning
passed.
The hours of afternoon were leaden
ones. Five o'clock came at last, with
no cessation of tlie downpour, and
Joan went out and paced the rain-
soaked veranda endlessly, looking
anxiously In tlie direction of the sta-
tion. though she knew that it must lie
at least two hours before she could
hope to see Jenkins’ buggy again on
its way up tlie bill.
{Through tlie lowering western
clouds the sun, emerging for a mo-
ment, streaked the west with angry
crimson splashes. Lancaster must be |
nearly home. But It was no use wait-
ing there, where her fears grew from
moment (o moment. She went Into
the building, and saw tlie matron I
standing within her door. Suddenly
she sensed tlie reflection of her own
fears in Mrs. Fraser’s heart; she knew
ttie woman was doing nothing ns she
stood there, was waiting, like herself,
and, in the same manner, hoping
against hope for the doctor’s safe re-
turn. Impulsively Joan entered ibe
room. She could keep silence no
longer. She broke down, sobbing ols
tract edly.
"1 am afraid something has hap-
pened to the doctor,” she wept.
“Now you sit down in that chair.
Miss Wentworth," said Mrs. Fraser
kindly. “It’s been a trying day. But j
Doctor Lancaster will he home In an
hour, nnd there's no use becoming
anxious about him. Heavens, If we
got anxious before we had cause, what
should we do?"
“I know,” sobbed the girl. “But I
can't bear waiting. I know something
has happened to him.”
“Now, my dear, you are all worked
up about him," she said. “He won't
come to any harm. He can't come to
harm when he went straight to tits
own hospital." she added.
But she spoke without conviction.
Joan's hysterical mood was Infecting
her, increasing her own fears and
forebodings.
“I reckon you know. Miss Went-
worth, how much Doctor Jenkins and
I feel we owe to you for taking care
of the doctor,” she said, seating her-
self at tlie girl's side. “And for get-
ting that man out of the place, my
dear. Man? He's a devil—he's the
doctor’s devil, Miss Wentworth. And
no harm can come to the doctor with
you watching for him and praying for
him."
Joan looked tip at her with troubled
face. “Mrs. Fraser, I am so much at
a loss,” she said. "Doctor Jenkins
and you have known Doctor Lancas-
ter so long, and I atn a stranger here.
I am like a child In comparison with
you, so fur as knowledge of Doctor
Lancaster Is concerned. I have been
fighting Ids physical troubles, and I do
not know Ills mental ones. That Is
what puls me at a loss. How can I
know that Doctor Lancaster's ene-
mies are not waiting for him, or have
not hurt him?"
The matron placed her hand on the
girl’s knee. “Why, my dear, Doctor
Lancaster has no enemies," she snld.
"How could such a splendid man have
enemies? Of course there are trou-
bles; vvfiio hasn't them? And It may
he there’s tilings that Doctor Jenkins
and I don’t know—I’ve thought there
might he. But we’ve only been here
three years, nnd (lint was long after
the doctor's troubles began. And of
course we never listened to the vil-
lage gust But oh, Miss Wentworth,
you can't Imagine the sorrow In our
hearts when we saw that splendid
man giving way to Ids habit, and let-
ting It creep over him little by little
and guln the mastery.
(TO HE CONTINUED.)
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