The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, February 11, 1915, Page SIX, Image 6
\ ONLY A NIGHTMARE :
I By C. T. OVERMAN.
I
Dr. Crowder's professional success
"was complete. His selection to deliver ;
the address at the
meeting of the In- - -^
ternational asso- ~ " ~
elation, of which : ,1.1 he
had been notifled
but yester(day,
vouched for I f &
.that, even had not
his great prac- J&9*rA \ ^ j
tise, largely as * ?-*counsel
for other # ^
puyBxciauu, uut
settled the matter .jHrll Hp
long ago. RfoJTH
One cloud only ^ 1 \r
hung over ' Dr. > w
Crowder'a life. It
was a woman of course. - When a
mere boy, not yet formed or educated,
he had married pretty Ethel
Wood, a milliner's apprentice. She
was pretty of course, very, very pretty?and
she was good, and tender,
and true. But she was ultimately Impossible
for a man with such a brain
as Dr. Crowder possessed.
Through all the toilsome years he
had been conscientious in his monthly
remittances, even when It had reduced
him to the most uncomfortable
straits. Yes, Ethel and the little boy
had been taken care of physically?
that much was taken off his conscience.
But many times he questioned
within himself whether that
covered his obligations.
"But, great heavens, she could not
spell," he said to himself over and
over again, "sne scarcely couia reaa
?never read anything worth while.
She had no ideals, ambitions, no mental
initiative."
Ah! but the boy?he got on Dr.
Chowder's mind many sleepless nights.
What right had he to project a human
life into the world and leave it to
work out the devious course of existence
without the guidance and aid of
a father's care?
Tonight the memory of his girl wife
and the few happy months he had
spent with her?before he heard the
call to climb the heights?was hot upon
him, and he paused in the midst of
his experiments and sat with his head
In his hands for a long time.
Of one thing he reflected with satis*
faction?as he frequently had done before?be
had covered his tracks well.
No acquaintance of his youth could
possibly identify the great Dr. Crowder
of New York as the callow youth
of Pottstown 20 years ago known as
Tom Bil/ings.
He seized a glass of water standing
on the table in front of him and
gulped it down and turned to his
work. The water tasted rather peculiar.
and he paused a moment to
look at the glass containing fluid as
colorless and as tasteless as water?*
but deadly poison. This was the basis
of the experiment he was making.
"Great God!" the thought flashed j
through his mind. "Could I possibly !
have made a mistake?"
The cold sweat stood on his temples.
If he had drunk the poison he
would be a dead man within a half
hour?and there was no known antidote.
Panic seized his mind and he
trembled like a leaf.
'If I am to die." he said, "I must
prepare for it." The peculiar feeling
In his head left no doubt in his mind
banks."
"What of It r
"Oh, nothing. Now Yocfc used to
dictate"
! PLAYING THE GAME i
?
?
By EUGENE BONNIE. !
?
* ?
At the little station an exceptionally
large number of Plainville's citizem
were assembled in honor of the de
parting bride and groom nervously
waiting the arrival of the east hound
limited. Special directions had beet
telegraphed to the porter to suitably
decorate two chairs in the parlor car
and upon the arrival of the train al
Plainville to give the newly married
couple marked attention.
"All aboard!" rang out the vibrani
voice of the conductor, hardly Waiting
ror me train to come to a uiuy.
With a mad rush for the platform:
of the cars the passengers jostled anc
stumbled In heedless disregard, and k
the midst of a shower of rice and t
volley of verbal well-wishes the lasi
passengers took their share of the ill
directed missiles good naturedly, anc
disappeared inside of the coaches.
Inadvertently the bride and groon
followed close in the wake of a young
man and woman who were entering
the parlor car. The grinning face ol
the porter as the door opened met
with a speedy retreat, and the bride
wheeled about and entered the second
coach, leaving the perplexed husbanc
with no choice but to follow.
The face of the porter broadened
with a radiant smile as he ostenta
tlously ushered the entering couple
into the decorated chairs bearing un
mistakable evidence of premeditated
design.
The young woman's preoccupatior
in struggling with a rebellious vei
prevented her from noting the decora
tions, while the man, eager for nov
elty, was ready to play the game.
"An unusually mirthful lot of pas
sengers tonight," commented the
woman, surveying the aggregation in
dividually and collectively.
Her eyee caught the ends of a rib
bon dangling from a poorly made bo\*
pinned to the back of her companion'!
chair.
"Mr. Reed!" alarmedly, her face
flushed scarlet, "what can we do!
They are?that is?they think we arc
the bride and groom."
"But we are not, are we?" replied
the man, Indifferently.
"But Mr.?"
"Call me Don," he interrupted, as
he leaned forward touched by her ap
peal, "we can do but one thing."
"What?"
"Play the game. Look like a blushing
bride, act well your part, I will mine.'
His enthusiasm Increased.
"But, Mr.?"
"Married people call each other by
their given names, I believe," he interrupted
dryly.
"On two hours' acquaintance?"
"I have known you several years,"
he ventured, looking Into her eyes.
"Don," she epoke the name natur
ally, "tell me something about yourself."
"Some other time when we are not
playing," he answered.
"But," she objected, "there may be
no other time."
"There will be," with confidence;
"now that I have found you, I am not
going to surrender you so easily."
"I am living in Evanston," she volunteered.
"So am I," he answered.
"Evanston," was the muffled sound
heard from the other end of the coach,
and several passengers moved toward
the door, passing the bride and groomapparent
with a curious smile.
"Then tomorrow," she smiled, as she
offered her hand which he held for a
moment.
The young man waited at a respectful
distance in a safe retreat to see
his companion's friends carry her
away.
No one claimed her, and as the last
passenger, after gazing into her face,
passed on, Donald hurried to her side
with a deep sense of satisfaction.
. "Your friends didn't come, Minerva/'
ha saicf
"So I see," she replied, almost
coldly, "You forget the game is over.
I am no longer Minerva."
"May I call a cab?" he questioned,
disregarding her rebuke.
"That will not be necessary; my
home is only two squares away. I
prefer to walk. You may carry my
uncase u you win.
They had reached the houses and
were standing near a rosebush where
rlnee were wound around the columns
of the veranda. The night was'perfect.
"Minerva, will you listen to me7"
caressingly.
YI seem to have no choice," she replied
almost timidly.
"Minerva," and he took both her
hands in his. "I love you. I have
loved you ever since you and my sister
were at Radcliff. I wanted to meet
you then, but my sister would not let
me."
*Do you know why your sister would
not let us meet four years ago?" she
questioned. "Well, I will tell you. 1
aw you often on the campus at Harvard.
I saw you at Radcliff when you
visited your sister?I?was in love
with you then?infatuation, your sister
called It?she would not let us
meet She said you would never care
for me. She was oljler and wiser, so 1
reluctantly obeyed."
He held her In his arms now, be?
face close to his, looking deep Into
her eyes as they sparkled with the
kindling fire of love.
)>Tirk._ .1/. hana All* hnn?TT\Ann f
VTUCU UU WO IMTWlrui uvuv^ mwwu
be whispered.
"When we are both ready." she an
swered.
I The happy man it one who la leai
unhappy than his neixhboc.
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that he had taken the poison.
Then his thought turned quickly to
the wife of his youth and his boy
whom he had never seen. He turned
quickly tc his deBk and wrote rapidly
for some minutes. He wrote the se
cret and the history of his life. He explained
the change in his name and
his relation to Tom Billings and Ethel
Wood and?the boy. And then he
wrote a will leaving all he had to hl?
wife and bo/. Staggering to the
door he summoned the Janitor and
# ^ordered blra in his old imperious way [
to find a friend?at onc& Which, be-1
Jng done, the two signed their names |
as witnesses and the document wa< j
hurriedly placed in an envelope and
given to the janitor to mall to Ethel?
which the Janitor did at once.
Some hours later the janitor found
Dr. Crowder stiff and stark on the
floor of his laboratory and the greatest
physicians in all the great city
were summoned.
Consciousness returning, Dr. Crowder
looked for a moment into the face
of the great doctor who stood over
his bed?a colleague and a friend?
and said: "No use, Ned; it's the new
poison."
u man bending gravely over him
mlled indulgently.
"It's only a nightmare, Fred," he
faid. "I ftared it myself when I saw
the stuff in your laboratory; but I
have trteg every test and tt is not so.
Yoti are overworked; better go some*
where and take a rest.
"Yes, Fred, I think I will take a
rest. Find when the next train goes
to ^ottstown."
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