Daily British Whig (1850), 9 Oct 1926, p. 9

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Saturday, October 9, 1926. * "THE GIRL IN THE SECOND CABIN" Spencer Trambell, son of » wealthy father, is ordered to take a sea voyage to Galveston y w certain girl, So he hires his college and war-days chum, - to make the sea . "In his places ang promises Mim one thousand dollars ahd expenses if he takes his place the eye and care of a who is a stranger thus fulfill the Trumbull's father's physician, and by his imper. ward off any dis pleasure which sald stern fa- ther might see fit to visit on a defiant and disobedient son. beholds a girl at the vall--the "goddess," he dubs Billy Trask, whose gan a deliberate study of the god-| deas herself. Her face was half] turned from him; she seemed to ba Jooking down at the tossing piloi- boat. But he could sea distinctly the; melancholy little droop of her lower | }) "He wondered if she were always| 'ike that. Not that he minded it in| the least; a forlorn lady aboard % ship even if a young man Is play- ing invalid is by no means a Pros-! pect to be ignored. Her white flannel suif was spotiessly severe, yet wholly becoming. He could ses a billow of closely coiled dark hair under tha brim of her white felt hat. Thera was a faint suggestion of, pink in her cheeks; otherwise she was paie hare interesting! She turned slowly and their] glance met. Trask did not intend to be rude yet he made a point of never flinching under such circum. stances, In order that he might not! ba able to reproach himself wilh faint heartedness. Oven at the distance thet separal-| ed them, Trask could see a swift) change in her dark eyes. His hear! speeded a trifle, She was--No, she | wasn't. She was just pitying him! There was pity in her eves, as un- mistakable as though she had vole- ed it with her lips. Just plain, or- dinary pity. Then she turned away and walk-| ed slowly down the deck, her head 3alf bent, as is in & quandary, "Confound her sympathy!" mut wheel-chalir wa# back against the deckhouse, be- | By E. J. RATH Copyrighs, 1926, by G. Howard Watt, tered Trask. "But I suppose it's bet-, ter than being ignored." , ; bee No "Beg pardon, sir? ho. asked for | something? | The solicitous voice of | roused him, for 3a 'task ing, pate ais something I & sai, EC Tor re {marked Trask. "Got a teh As the somberly clad Keeler Ireathed into a pocket, Trask drew {forth nis cigarette case, "BegMpardon, sir," sald Keeler apologetically, and he took the sil- ver case from Trask's fingers. The man in the chair frowned, then laughed. "Help yourself, if you want one. { Keeler. 1 didn't know you smoked." "1 never smoke, sir." "Then hand me the cigarettes. - Keeler | { { i | i Keeler shook his round - head regretfully. ¥It's against Dr. Van Norden's | orders, Mr. Trumbull You're nut {to smoke, sir." / | hac "Yes. sir. I'm to careful about that. of your troubles." Trask half rose from his chair, | suddenly rpmembered and settled back. There was a flash of dismay and anger in his ayes as he watch- ed Keeler pocket the cigaretis | case. | "You be particularly Smoking is one mean to say I'm to go tg Galveston and back without smok ting?' . | *Yes, sir, I'm sorry: but that's the way it's to be. It's not my do- ings, you know; it's ths doctor. Bui the doctor and 1 agree on it at that, sir." | © There was a smug* vanity in the nurse's tone. I "Consider yourself something of a diagnostician, is that it?" demand- ied Trask satirically-- "Well, something like Trumbull." The cool gray eyes of Keeler sur veyed his patient with a eritical ye: friendly glance. The patient check. ed an outburst. He was there to { play the game, even if the rules were against him. Not a' smoke hetween New York and Galveston! He sigh- | ed. that, Mr. Doctor's Orders. "Any other. things I'm not to do, | Keolar?" he asked. "We may as weil i have all the tragedy at onde." "You're to drink, sir." "That doesn't bother on." { "You're to go to bed at 8 In the evening, sir." me, Go THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG Trask scowled, { "You are to have mo exciiemen: ! whatever." "Huh! No excitement? now, just suppose, Keeler, | gomething came along and sunk us Not that it will; because it won't But 'suppose it did. That would bo aida't 12° nL. Igat je "Well, how would : you then?" "I'd do my best, oy = quletiy--yes, Wels, stop it, Keeler even confidently. There was something comically convincing if his tone. Trask invol- untarily glanced down at the knotty hands and the apelike arms. He was almost ready to believe that Keeler could even catch a torpedo, if he set about ft. "Keeler, were you ever a human being?" A flicker of change appeared in Keeler's eyes. It was incongruous --perhaps incredible-----but it produc- ed upon Trask a distinct Impression that the nurse was smiling, even though his lips remained impas- sive, "Why, I think I'm human, sir" sald Keeler gravely. "Will you have a glass of milk, sir?" "Milk! Do I drink milk?" "You do, sir." "But I hafe the stuff." "Sorry, sir; but Dr. Van Nor- den" "To blazes with him!" '~~was very particular that you should drink two quarts--" "Hanged if I do!™ "'--avery day, sir; and he told me "Forget it!" "to see that his orders were car- ried out," droned the quiet voice of i Keeler, completing the seAtence with respectful pauses at each iaterrup- tion from his patient. The eyes of the pair held each other steadlly. Trask's were defian:: Keeler"s were placid, unemotional again. ' The patient drummed a finger tattoo on the arm of his chair, | frowned and chewed his lip. Being an Invalld was an occupation sud- denly fraught with alarming pros- pects. No smoking--bed at 8--milk! His soul revolted: but there was misgiving in it, too. He was haunted with the ndtiea that he was about to do all those pénances prescribed by the unspeak- able Van Norden. He had mora than a vague idea that, if it came to a showdown, the capable Keeler would get those two quarts of miik that |. SIRE a dents SEE bloy the ship's fire hose in the pro- cess. "Any other bad pews from home?"! he demanded. . i. "Nothing I think of just now, | sir." i "Then you might wheel me arouni the deck for a spell" "Yes, indeed, sir; Dr. Van Nor den sald you were to bave your ex- | ercise regularly, every day." Kesler bent over and tucked the Steamship robe carefully about the | legs of his patient, stepped behin | the wheel chair and gently set it ni motion, AM i oe mE v Pinner an i Fellow Passengers. | The upper deck of the Gult | Stream was thronged and animated. | Booked to the capacity of her state- | rooms, it seemed that every pas- | Senger ghe carried was out.in the midday sun of ah August day. The! Steamship chairs were already in! éommission and the pedestrians wera | at it with vigor and determination To Trask it seemed that an as- tonishing number of persons went |. to sea chiefly for the purpose of walking. An old gentleman with a cane brushed past him at a gait so brisk that it was almost a trot. Trask winced. The old gentleman's ostentatious display of agility Ir ritated him. A trio of pajpable school teachers, Teclining dn deck chairs, inspected him narrowly af he rolled past, ex- Big sister's cap and gown are somewhat over. size for little Mary to-day, but the years will quickly pass. - Important years, years when the foundations for her life-long health are being laid. Whether Mary will graduate with the Class / of "38 depends on the start she is getting now. : SE down his throat, if he had to em- changed lances, 4 -- he heads. Maiegerea dy ---------- i your child is to grow wp strong and a : chasing a will-o'-the-wisp that re- and mentally alert, she must £0 to school fi : presented itself to her in the figure i . fied with food that gives ample energy for the - i >! a sylph, painfully made way for > morning's work. : him and' sighad her sympathy as the . imperturable Keeler marched him Medical and school) authorities agree that a child's & onward" Two youths, smoking eiga- success in school and after-life is ay Gna on rettes and lounging against the rail, z . the physical development during its early growth years. glanced at him casually and resum- : The big problem is to keep the energy supply equal to ed their scrutiny of a tam 'shan- | the demands made upon it. tered girl whose mother and father | were convoying her on either side | Quaker Oats and milk supply the important din) and daring the world to sna®h their Serve hot Quaker for energy and growth in an easily digested form. Here : prize. Oats and milk is a hot, satisfying breakfast that 'stands by" ali day. 4 The prisoner of the wheel chair every morning. It builds sturdy bodies for future years. was scowling. His feet were restless : under the robs that covered them. 2 He wanted to walk, to leap, to run. : Te The lame and the halt were as the . ~ athlete of Marathop compared te him. He envied them. He hated | ua er ats himself, his perambulator, his nurse, | » . his employer aud Dr. Van Norden. you have known since childhood = Trumbull had warned him not to overplay his part. Well, he had dons o : o it--emphatically. He had deliberate. ly sentenced himself to a wheel Quick Qua ker 3 chair! He hated the people who stared -- 3 at him, and their untpokea, though E cooks in 3 fo 5 minutes ad : obvious, commiseration at his! v - plight. Even Keeler. was pitying him | sak ----a hired mourner at the mock fun-| eral of his departed health. His! blunder had been colgssal; the lark | upon which he had launched himself bore the label: "In Memoriam." As they paused near the rail, at - ay frome Snel cAt RSTO YeSSrative move. Our cases. But how are we going to prove Shia 16.08 Wniews you try h Dr. Chase's eS rum Expense == The Nervous Strain of Mo: Brings Sleepless; Headache, Indigestion, ~~ Brain Fag,' and Tired, Languid Feelings. is only 30 much nervous energy available in the human system at a given and this is stored in the brain cells. mn time machinery of the body. rate. em and a nervous ment of the body but also the activities of the digestive organs, the breathing of the lungs, the action of the heart--all are dependent on the nervous energy supplied from the brain. Under ordinary circumstances the supply is sufficient and all goes well. But excessive worry or mental exertion, fear or too strenuous habits of living bring about an emergency and nervous energy is consumed at an enormous "The result is bankruptcy of the nervous syst- breakdown. Such a condition is very difficult to get away _ from. Habits of fear and and the patient seems incapa control of himself. the nerves back to health and vigor. Slowly at first but just as certainly new nerve Jase Is built Sp Sif you feel your old vitality With it comes confidence and health and happiness. ei Life Not only the move- and indubitably would. Trumbull 5 could speed with the wings of 3 Mercury to the side of his lady. | his signal, Trask could see tnd re- i turning pilot boat, now nearly a mile distant. His thoughts of Trumbull were bitter. What availed the thous- and dollars---with $500 added-- now? Trumbull had the best of the bargaip. Trumbull was standing on two legs; he could walk, he could smoke, he did not have to drink two quarts of milk;a day. Trumbull could sit up all aight While he--Bill Trask, the foolish-- could not hasten a step after pretty girl, if he saw one. Keeler resumed. his patient round at the deck. They were far forward now, and the ship was perceptibly dipping and rising, in acknowledg- ment of a ground swell that was growing under a freshening breeze. The manipulator of the chair seem- ed in nowise inconvenienced by the lazy motion of the deck beneath his feat. He swayed easily with it, guid. A coll of her dark hair had been un. pinned by the wind and swept loose- ly across her foréhead. When she pushed it back with a slender hand Trask noted mechanically that her fingers were bare of rings. It was her left hand, too. He was alam quick at details. The air had whipped a ff To shade of color into her cheeks Against a background of summer sky her profile was cut as sharply as a scissored sjlhouette, The dragon sag talking to her, but she did not appear to listen. If and probably truecplent. 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