Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

84 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE. been a hard struggle, her mother having supported them both till Kuth had become qualified for her position as assistant librarian, and then the mother's strength suddenly failed, and Euth became the support of the two. She made sufficient for them to live in a very small way, and with a degree of comfort; but since Mary's health had failed, Euth had been helping her and the old grandfather. "Goodbye/' she said, holding out her hand. "You need not go any farther with me/' "You are offended with me," he exclaimed, but before he had time to say more, Euth had slipped her hand from his and walked rapidly away. For the next few days Euth was kept very busy at the library, and had not been able to see as much of Mary as usual. One morning she was thrown into almost a panic of fear. She saw her mother quickly enter the library, in her morning gown, wearing her working apron, a cape on her shoulders, her bonnet on awry, and followed by Mary's grandfather, who tottered into the room, scarcely able to stand. "What is the matter?" she asked quickly. "Old Mr. Brownson says Mary is dying and came to me begging me to get a doctor at once, but I have come to you." "You must go to her, and telephone at the drug store for the nearest doctor. Have you any money?" asked Euth hurriedly. "Not a cent. I just put on my bonnet and run out as quickly as I could, without thinking of anything but getting you." As she ran to get her purse, Euth met Harry Thorne; but she only gave him a hasty glance, and on her return to the delivery room, to her indignation and surprise, she also saw Eichard Lee. There was an arrogant expression on Eichard's face, and she saw him approach her mother and the old man. "Don't you know that beggars are not allowed in here ?" Euth heard him say. Instantly Euth's arms were about her mother's shoulders. "This is my mother !" she exclaimed, hastily. The words were few, but the look in her eyes spoke whole editions. "I beg your pardon," Lee said coldly, and superciliously turned his back. Harry Thorne had witnessed the whole scene, but said nothing. He did not even stop to speak to Euth, but followed Mrs. Gilman to the street, helping the feeble old man down the steps to the street. His auto was waiting at the curb, and he led the old man to it. "Step in, sir," he said, gently. "I heard that you are in haste to get a doctor. Let me drive you both home, and I'll get a doctor for you in two shakes of a cat's tail." "But, my dear young sir," said Mrs. Gilman, who had not yet recovered from her surprise at being spoken to in so humiliating a manner by Lee; "we have no right to trouble you, a perfect stranger to us." "Not a perfect stranger, Mrs. Gilman," he responded gently, tf(but a warm friend of your daughter, Miss Euth." "Oh, a friend of Euth's. Then it is all right;" and without any further hesitation, Mrs. Gilman permitted Harry to assist her into the car. Finding out the address to which they wished to be taken, and directing his chauffeur to disregard the speedlimit regulations, in a few moments they were before the shabby tenement in which Mary and her grandfather lived. Leaving the two there, he speeded away after his own physician, whom he fortunately found at home. "It is a case of life and death, doctor. I will explain on the way. My car is waiting," Harry said to the doctor, who, without asking for further explanation got into his great coat, snatched up his bag, and followed Harry to his auto. Shown into the room, the doctor took in the condition of affairs at once. He poured a few drops of a powerful stimulant between the fainting girl's lips, and then sat by her bedside with his finger on her pulse until she had somewhat revived. He then wrote out