Daily British Whig (1850), 14 Oct 1926, p. 9

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Thursday, October 14, 1926. THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG » "THE GIRL IN THE SECOND CABIN" * amendment; he was glad she had in- ! cluded him as a person to be joint. ly concerned. Wi. cir it wasn't for this" he sald, looking down at the chair and the rug that lay across his knees, "of * course I'd" "But you can't, of course; I quite understand." Miss Kent's pensive Hp drooped a 1ittle Tower. She did not look angry; merely very sorrowful and perplex- ed. "1 beg pardon, ma'am, but which gentleman whs it?" inquired the deferential voice of Keeler. S Trask turned upon his nurses =a look of mild surprise and expec- tancy, "A young man who wears glasses and a checked cap," answered Miss Kent. "The camera is quite a small one." "I'll try to get the film tor you, ® ma'am. Would you mind, just for a minute, keeping your eye om Mr. Trumbull ?* "I should be delighted." Keeler anchored the wheel chair securely against the deckhouse, then ByE. JFRATH Copyright, 1926, by G. Howard Watt. that lay handy and bowed Miss Kent "You'll excuse me, Mr. Trum- buli?" 3 "As long as you please, Keeler." They watched him disappear in the direction of thé forward deck: valid. ; . "There is something rather odd about your man," she commented. "You've noticed that, have you?" "He's rather ourlous-iooking. He's a nurse, isn't he?" "Very much so." She sighed gently and looked out at the ocean. "It seams like a woman's work," she murmured. ! "Youre interested in it?" z Miss Kent clasped her hands and dropped her head, thereby assuming a pose of strongly marked dejection. Suddenly she looked up at him, "You're not from the other side?" she asked. "I'm an American." "But have you been over there-- since the war?" "I've never been there ™ Her lip drooped again. She glanced at the rug that cov- ered his knees. "I thought perhaps you were con- valescing----from a wound." Trask started to shake his head but hesitated. It had never occurred to him that he ough' to have gone to Europe and had himself properly shrapneled. Now it seemed that he had shirked a very palpable duty. He felt suddenly demeaned in the eyes of the goddess, If only he couli wear some sort of medal ortieross hanging from a ribbon it Nout help amazingly. He did not even have one of his track trophies with him. "Youn are Interested In wounded folks?" he inquired in a woebegone tone. Once more she clasped her hands and gazed straight in front of her. In a second or two he was astonished to see tears trembling on her egpe- lashes. It was even worse than he drew alongside of i: a deck chair When you see an elderly man eat- ing his dinnet with the relish and enjoyment of a school boy, watch him help himself to Mustard. If it is not on the table, he will very quickly ask for it. ° Those who acquire the habit of eating Mustard--of keeping their digestion keen and their appetite young--show a decided preference for freshly mixed Mustard. eR RS ternal to. the In pointing. | how you have suffered." supposed. He rett wholly discarded from her consideration. i . A Woman's : "1 have bad--a very great dis- appointment," she answered. "I'm sorry, if that will do any Ten Shi "Than you, I-- wanted to go to Europe.' "You mean that you wanted to be "I wanted to give them a woman's care and sympathy, ¥ wanted to find my place in the world. I wanted to nurse those herofe men!" "Which ones?" asked Trask eurt- ously. "Any of thems" a "You mean' you had no prefer- ences? You didn't care whether they were Allies or what?" Miss Kent shook her head anl continued to stars fixddly at the ocean. One tear was traversing her cheek, and she hastily dabbed at it with a handkerchief. "It made no difference to me who they were. I wanted to nurse them. But I don't suppose you under- stand." "Not exactly, I'm afraia." "Of course you cannot. You're a man. You can't know a woman's sym- pathles or a woman's heart. You can't understand the yearning"-- involuntarily she raised a hand 'to her Breast--'to sit by the side of a sufferer who has offered fis man- hood to his country, whatever that country may be; to help him through the dark hours, to cheer him, to give him a woman's con- solation." "You're a gradiiate nurse?" Miss Kent looked at him in as- tonishment, "I? Why, no, indeed! never had to werk." "Didn't you ever practice any in a hospital?" "Never." "But I should have imagined, if you were so much interested Miss Kent interrupted him with a gentle shake of her head. She smiled wanly. "I knew you couldn't understand." she sald. "It's not to be expected' But I don't blame you in the leas*, Mr. Trumbull." "I'm glad of that," fervently. "Noi" she went on, shaking her head again. "Nobody seems to un- derstand, not even my aunt and mo- ther." "That's a shame, I'm sure. didn't you go to Europe?" "My father." "Oht" Trask was beginning to see light. "He *didn't want you to go, I suppose?" "Why, he would not hear of it!" exclaimed the goddess mournfully. ""He sald---oh, I hate to think of what he said. He sald it was silly, crazy-- preposterous. He éven sald that I wouldn't be welcome!" "I'm sure he was wrong there" observed Trask, studying the cameo profile, soit "He sald T'd just be In the way: that they only wanted trained ones." "Well, 1 understand they did em- ploy a good many of that kind." Trask ventured apologetically. "And he said--" Her voles hail a little choke in it. "He sald he didn't propose to have me make a fool of myself. But he hasn't pre: vented me from reading everything I could lay hands on about those brave heroes." Trask tried to think of & com- forting observation but abandoned the effort. He had a suspicion that Mr. Kent was a hard-headedvyperson, possessed of an assortment. of ideas that were probably sound, even if they seemed to. be unsympathetic. . ---- I--I hava Why Trask's "Illness." "Certainly; of course," he ex- claimed hastily, "I understand ex- actly how you feel." She sat silently for a minute, as though struggling for self-comtro'. Then once more she glanced at his blanketed knees. "You have been {ll---long?" she inquired, gently. Trask was thinking rapidly, This was no time for illness. Lovely though she was, she was no person to be aroused with the tale of a nervons breakdown. As things ood. his plight was mean enough. Ha might<never be a hero, but "Not really ill, at all," he found himselt saying. "You see--" "Yea?" *I was shot." - ; ~ She drew a quick breath and star. od at him. her ayes widening. "Shot?" she whispered. "Shot," he affirmed earnestly, "In "a--Umb?" she ventured, "In both--legs." "Oh!" ° The expression in her dark eyes was disconcerting. It was no longer dreamy or impersonal. "How you must have suffered!" "Oh, that's pothing." he sail lightly. ' or "AR; but. it %E! They all say that ~it's just nothing! But it takes a woman to understand. I can see now "Pm sorry. I've tried mot to show it." "And to thiitk--of what happen- od on the forward deck. OR, you poor thing! I know that I have caused you agony!" \ ------ The " " "Don't mention it; it was noth'ng, Miss Kent." aad harpy. it was a pleasure!™ he ! faintly, and looked Easy to Gain |; With YeastandIron ThiS new com- bination of yeast vitamines with vegetable irom, re- news the action of sluggish blood cells, drives out dangerous body poisons, increases energy and endur- ance and supplies the system with the vitamines that build up weight. For years yeast has been known as & rich vitamine food, but not until we perfected "ironised yeast"-- which comes in concentrated tablet form, Was It possible to take yeast and irom in the right propor- tions to huild up weight. 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"At our home," sald Trask, un- easily, "There were three of them." "And you alone?" "It just happened alone--yes." "At night? "Oh, of course, night, mostly." 4 "Please tell ma all about it!" "Really, there fsa't much to tell," he murmured modestly, "1 happened to be working down at the bank that night; it was rather late, ----- that I was They work at Just as I was getting ready to eave" "I thought it happened at home?" "Did I say so? What I meant, of colirse, was that ft happened in our home town; not at my residence." She nodd:d. "Well, they just came in to make an attack on the safe and ran across me. I got hold of the cash- fer's pistol. Ome of them shot me in one leg and ome in the other; 1 forgot just which did which. There your "But the third--the other: glar?" "1 shot him." "Did" he--" "I regret to say that he did," sald Trask, In a hollow voice. "Bven though he was a burglar,"l had no animosity against him, bat I bad to defend myself. The Coroner un- | derstood the situation perfectly. The other two got away. And---well, that's about all of it. It's a rather painful subject." Lucille Kent surveyed the occu- pant Of the wheel chair with a mingling of awe and admiration. "It was horrible--but splendid!" she half whispered, Trask bit his lip and looked sea- ward. He had taken the plunge. Per- haps the yarn would last as far as Galveston. At any rate, it had been forced ypoh~him, AS a completely sound young man it was evident that he would have stood po chance whatever. As a nervous invalid it seemed that his prospects were not much brighter. He simply had to be wounded, pre- ferably by bullets. He only regrettad he could not have worn a uniform and been shot charging a trench. "Will you ever--walk again?" she asked, hesitantly. "Oh, beyond a doudt. That part of it's all right. The doctor says I'm liable to walk any time---to- morrow, next week. It's uncertain." The goddess remained silent for several minutes, during which period she seemed to be thinking profound- ly. Then she said softly: "You have taught me something, Mr, Trumbull." "Honestly?" "Yes--how to be brave and pat- fent In suffering." "Oh, I say, Miss Kent! It isn't so much as all that." "But it is," she affirmed earnest- ly. : William Hamilton Trask blushed properly. It seemed the least he could do, under the circumstances, and he accomplished the feat with- out forcing himself. That it was the genuine blush of a guilty conscience did not trouble him greatly at the time. She was sweet, womanly, sym- pathetic. He 1Mked to have her near him, Only one way, apparently, was open to him, and he had taken it. True, he had an inward twinge or two. But what was a twinge to tha gentle presence of a pretty girl? --- "Cleaning Dish-Wa shing Laundering Softens Water - Saves Soap - Lightens Work. Does more and better work than any other cleansing preparation No Grit No Odor. No Sediment No Waste At Your Grocers She comes as a boon to the housekeeping sex - This bright little maid that we call Jane Gitex ---- . "I shall read to you sometimes, if you don't mind, he said "Sometimes?" he echoed. "Al ways! That is, I should say, all the time you can spare." "If there was only something els2 I could do," she mused. "I have a very capable nurse-- unfortunately, He--but here he is pow." Keeler was standing before them, an expression of meek apology on his face. "You have the film?" anxiously, half rising from chair. i Keeler shook his head lugubrious- ly. "I regret to say, ma'am, that he refused to give it up." Trask was plainly annoyed. It was unpleasant to have this man fai) him, after he himself had made such amazing strides. "I'm surprised, Keeler," in 'a severe tone "I was, sir, too. I thought of courfe he'd give it up, He had the appearance of a gentleman. But it seemed he.was not." "But what are we going to do?" gasped Miss Kent. "Oh, it's all right, ma'am." inter. posed Keeler, hastily. "There won't eh. she asked, her he said, os" © them pein nourishing ~Thousands of families have thers, for breakfast every day. --Thousands of house-wives prepare easily and quickly as a luncheon dish. ~Thousands look forward to lus- cious, tender pancakes as a dessert They are always a wonderfully delectable be any pictures. You see, when NB wouldn't let me havé the film I to do something about it. So I the camera." "Took it!" "There was no other way, g Trumbull, I'm sorry, sir; I didal want any disturbance. 1 hope you stand by me, sir." "Where's the camera?" A "Overboard, sir." bi Trask inspected his nurse new Interest and the latter displ ombarrassment under the seruth He shifted his feet and delibe avoided the wondering gaze of Kent. He had the alr of a caught in an arehard. "And the owner of this cam what about him?" demanded "That's all right, sir; don't r He's all right. I was very sorry he ali tacked me, sir; it ought not to been necessary at all. But he's ing around very nicely now; Why, he wasn't out over thirty onds, Mr, Trumbull." 4 Trask whistled gently and stole | glance at his companion, It was dent she did not understand mi of it, except that the flim had b consigned to the deep. (To Be Continued.) Nearly everybody likes Pancakes gnd Maple Syrup The thought of hot, golden-brown pancakes covered with rich maple syrup makes mouths water in anticipation You can make enticingly ligh easily digested pancakes yourself in/a few min- utes. Simply mix Aunt Jemima Pancake Flour with milk, or water, \ a savory batter ready for the hot grid-- just as easy as it sounds, and so quick, Aunt Jemima; a famous plantation cook; noted through the sunny south, herself d you have prepared the recipe for Aunt Jemima Pancake Flour. Using .it you cannot help but get pancakes of delicate flavor, fluffy, tender and of tempting lightness, You will sce the packages in grocery windows everywhere--the red one contain. ing Aunt Jemima Pancake Flour, the yellow one Aunt Jemima Buckwheat Pancake Flour. Serve pancakes and maple syrup. See how your family enjoy them.' MT] GROCER

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