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sfutly' declared her host, with dig
nity and assurance.
"Listen, sir," went on Doris, earn
estly, "Mr. Tyler is not the desper
ate criminal the world adjudges him.
He is reckless, he is tempted, but he
has been plundered, crushed down,
in poverty until he believes all man
kind his enemy, but I ah, yes, I
know him. At heart he is a hero, a
The professor regarded the soulful
eyes of. this fair pleader curiously.
There "was no mistaking her sincer
ity. "You are his relative a sister, per
haps?" he ventured.
"No, sir, I am that is, I love him!"
confessed Doris. "Thief as he is, un
der a long- sentence, I would marry
him tomorrow were hefree. I, like
himself, am an orphan, and like him,
I have tasted the bitter dregs' of pov
erty. He risked his life to save me
from a burning building. As might
the highest gentleman in the land,
secretly, nobly he saw that I was
cared for when I was ill. He- loves,
me; I know it, but he would refuse
to let me share his disgrace, to be
come the wife of a convicted' thief.
Oh,, sir, save him!" pleaded 'the girl
pathetically, bursting into tears. -''If
you could do that, we would go away
to some place where we .are hot
known, and I would slave for him,
to make him once more a man among
"My poor child!" spoke the pro
fessor brokenly, placing, a trembling
hand upon the bowed golden head,
"for your sake I will exhaust all my
science in trying to save this man's
body and sotii."
And so the honest enthusiast had
his chance. For a week Robert Ty
ler lay under his care. The surgical
operation applied to the cranium,
current -with a vigorous medical
treatment. At the end of ten days
the professor announced that the
test had been completed and Tyler
was a free man.
The newspapers were full- of the
experiment. The'-professor- proudly
hoped, and Doris prayed, and that
very night the professor discovered
that before he had left his home Rob
ert Tyler had burglarized one of his
cabinets, and had disappeared with
two watches and a small amqunt of
Gradually the incident of Robert.
Tyler and the professor's great curar
tive system faded from public view
Two years later the- professor re
ceived a package addressed in delicate-
feminine- handwriting, .contain
ing4 a sumiof money-equivalent wbis
losses through the, burglary.
Three yeara after , that Professor
Woods; in.a. westenrtrip, passed .Sun
day at a thriving little. town Jn?,the
heart of 'the "Rocky "mounj&ins.
Strolling about casually in the aiter
noqn, he came .upon, an open airser
vice -meeting. The preacher tafeed
from. au improvised platfprjn near
which was seated a lovely, peaceful
faced lady with a. .child in her arms,
evidently the-wife.of the speaker.
Such rugged yet earnest eloquence
Professor Woods had never before
heard. And: then he stared marvel
ously as he; recognized the man as
Robert Tyler and the womaii he had
known as Doris Hemingway:
His surprise was heightened, as at
the end of the meeting the speaker
looked directly at him with the
"Will Mr. Woods, please remain for
a few moments' conversation?"
Professor Woods advanced to meet
the exhorter as the audience dis
persed. As he neared him he traced
the old familiar lineaments of that
expressive face, but toned down, sof-
tened, the eyes clear, thoughtful, sin
cere'. "Do you remember me?y spoke
Tyler, extending an eager hand.
"I can never forget you," replied
the friendly hearted pfofesson"!''liy
first and last experiment in anatom
ical reformation ened with you."
"And cured me, sir," pronounced
Robert Tyler, gravely. Perhapsv not