“DR. STONE’S OFFICE.”
The physician had just returned home, and coming by the court room had heard the story of the affray, and from one who had sided with the sailor lad in the affair.
He heard Mark’s story of his mother’s illness, and at once said he would drive down that evening, and received his fee in advance, which he made exceedingly modest.
With a happy heart the lad then went to a store and made a few purchases, after which he said:
“Now, sir, I must take time to go and thank that pretty young girl for her kindness.”
“Well, I just think so, lad, for she’s one among a thousand,” answered Jack Judson, and the two went to “The Anchorage” and asked to see Miss Virgene Rich.
But that young lady saw them coming, suspected their errand, and ran off to the garret and hid, so they were told that she must have gone out.
“That’s too bad, lad; but you’ll find her in port some time; but, see here, it’s blowing a gale, and you cannot start home now.”
“Oh, yes, sir; for it would worry my mother more for me not to go.”
“Go by land?”