Heart of Gold

the nights brought no relief, and Dr. Coates, still a d

eeling intuitively that something wa

d doctor sho

e h

he had stopped mending bef

you

t operation I mentioned

, the doctor saw that the strong face was set and white, and great beads of perspiration stood on his forehead. "I-I trust you will not be offended, doctor," he

ce. However, it is perfectly agreeable to me if you wish to consult other

te bed in the Flag Room, and when he had punched and poked to his heart

, as she saw the second unfamiliar face above her, "but I'll bet that man who

such a gentle, practised touch that Peace scarcely winced throughout the long ordeal. "My

crying once in a while. I tried to rub it myself the other night, but it took all my breath away and I could hardly get it back again. The bed

ious to get out of t

y tucked in when you are just crazy to be dancing about. Why, it's June now! They told me I'd be well so's I could plant the pansies on my Lilac Lady's gra

ace poured her heart full of woe into his sympathetic ears. When she had finished he abruptly asked, "Supposing D

tion?" asked Pea

your fall. It is pressing against the spine and must be

up where it b'longs?" Peace

he doctor, startled by the eager tone of he

begun to think I was going to be like my Lilac Lady.

e little invalid, and was deeply touched by the pathos of the case;

m its bath. The hot wave had broken, but to poor Peace the cool atmosphere brought little

the distracted President strove in vain to ease her pain. "Why doesn

cross the hall was stripped of its furnishings and scrubbed with some evil-smelling stuff until the whole house reeked with it. Then the walls were draped with spotless sheets, and the n

ily "I can't say I admire your dec'rations," and

hite, drawn, anxious faces of her loved ones. "Then I'm not dead yet," she excla

the nurse bent over the bed with her finger on her lips as she gently commanded, "Hush, childie, y

I wake up?" Peace

you are v

It d'sturbs my slumber." Closing her eyes once more, she fell into a dreamless

inging Glen or Guiseppe or Lottie to amuse the prisoner; Miss Edith laughingly declared that she was more frequently found in the Flag Room than in her own home; Ted and Evelyn vied with each other to see which could run the most errands, read the

lain so many weeks; and for the first time since the accident, she was carried out under her beloved trees, where she could watch the flowers bud and blossom, smell their perfume on each passing breeze, and listen to the nesting bi

tient, girlie, it takes a long time for such a hurt to heal," and turned

e protested mournfully. "You bet

y to themselves, "I am

bees and the soft swish of the leaves above her, she drifted off to slumberland. A slanting beam of the setting sun waked her as it fell across her face, and she sat up abruptly, hardly realizing what had roused her. Then she became aware of voices issuing from the libr

he President's reply, but could hear only an indistinct rumble of voices mingled with Allee's sharp sobs. So the angels had carried Sadie Wenzell to her home beyond the Gates! Idly she wondered when it had happe

the shrill voice from the open window. "'Twouldn't have made so much difference then

of the words. All her life chained to a chair! All her life a helpless invalid like

e dew should fall; and as she did not stir when they laid her in the white s

ay good-bye to those who you thought were your friends, build a high fence around you and hide-hide from the wor

g wildly for some human support in her hour of anguish, threw her arms about the f

hild was a victim of some bad dream, for she never

t made for the bed. My feet won't keep still. I mus

ld the story. Clasping the quivering little body more tightly in her arms, the silvery-haired grandmother

she kissed the wet cheeks and left the weary slumberer to her troubled dreams, she whispered sadly, "Good-night, littl