Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb 1914 - Sep 1916 (assorted issues))

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26 TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZ1S E i 1 Andy — Andy!" shrieked the wife, above the Bprawling, staring thing. "Look at me, boy— it's Susie! Oh, Andy, you aren't dead, are you -" She feU upon drenched knees beside him, with wild kisses on the wet, cold face. She beat impctently upon one outfiung arm, bogging him to look at her. Then she started, listening. A vibration ran along the steel toward her, louder than a noise, and the evil Susie's voice shuddered on the words, pleasurably. She held the beef-tea spoon suspended, looking down adoringly at the invalid. ' ' But I did learn it. ' ' Andy 's tone was masculinely matter-of-fact. "I'll bet there's five hoboes in jail wishing this very minute that they'd finished this job." His hand touched the bandage on his head. "Say, Sue, what vou staring at out of the win AND FRIENDLY FACES BENT ABOVE THEM IN THE YELLOW FLARE OF THE ENGINE FIRES eye of the headlight winked, leering, about the bend. Love steeled her slender arms to power, and she lifted the long, lax body as strongly as she might have Honey-Gal. But when, a moment later, the great bulk of the mail shuddered to a stop, with hoarse, inquiring breaths of smoke, and friendly faces bent above them in the yellow flare of the engine fires, there were two senseless figures beside the track, instead of one. "Oh, Andy-man, just supposing you hadn't learnt telegraphy!" dow? Do I get my dinner, or dont I get it?" ' ' You do not ! ' ' Susie 's eyes shone. "Andy — there are four men coming up the path. You lie still and look nice and pale and heroic, while I go see what they want. Oh, Andy, I've got a feeling in my bones ' ' Outside the bedroom door, Susie listened shamelessly. Stray phrases, drifting solemnly out on a tide of official dignity, set her eyes a-sparkling. " 'Token of your presence of mind,' " she murmured — " 'distinguished service — telegraph agency — '