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money and that he was going to get
even with the old man. I had loaned
him some money and he proceeded
to drink it up. I could not restrain
him, and finally put him on a train
for Newton, where he lives. You
know what happened that night. He
was picked up with a broken skull
and has been in the hospital at New
ton ever since. The doctors say he
will never recover hiB reason. If he
ever does I want you to write me at
once will you?",
"Certainly," promised the doctor.
One week after that Dr. Joyce
made a discovery that nearly
crushed him. Happening to look into
an old desk of his son, he came
across a heavy manllla envelope
tucked away under some books, as if
hidden. He opened it, to find within
ten $100 bills, the amount stolen
from Mr. Purtelle!
His son was guilty he could not
doubt it now, and the gentle spirit,
crushed and sorrowful, bent silently
beneath a consuming grief.
A few days later, from some
mysterious source, Mr. Purtelle re
ceived his thousand dollars back.
Had Barry Joyce sent it to him?
The mean and suspicious so sur
mised. A new 'series of emotions came to
Doctor Joyce shortly afterward.
The case of Don Purtelle had
puzzled the physicians at Newton.
They sent for Doctor Joyce. He
was a skillful surgeon. He exam
ined young Purtelle. It was a pe
culiar case. The patient was up
and about, cheerful, almost Jolly,
but his memory was gone. He
could remember nothing back of his
arrival at the hospital.
Doctor Joyce went home in
agony of spirit Through his accu
rate knowledge of surgery he was
able to diagnose the trouble with
Purtelle. He did not tell the con
sulting physicians that he could re
move a certain bone, perform a sec
ond operation on the skull and re
Store Purtelle to reason. ,
He hesitated. A sense of guilt
pursued him, but he' wished to re
flect, to decide a powerful problem
of conscience, of justice, of human
ity against a selfish Impulse to pro
ject hiB son.
For, in his mind Doctor Joyce be
lieved that Purtelle and Barry had
committed the robbery, that the
money had been hidden by Barry
until he was sure that Purtelle was
permanently incurable, for fear if
he recovered he might reveal the
The true manhood of Doctor Joyce
conquered. He exercised his closest
skill and care in behalf of the unfor
tunate Don Purtelle. N
His heart was In his mouth when
the patient came out from under the
influence of the anesthetic. The
eyes of the patient bore a new ex
"Why, Doctor Joyce, have I been
ill? All bandaged up, too! Oh, I re
member! the night Barry tried to
get me to go home. "Doctor," added
Don quite anxiously, "I wish you
would 'send Barry to me. I lost
something the night of the night I
last saw him."
"Barry has left town," Teplied the
doctor, "but I will write him.
The next morning a hurry call
cape for him from the hospital. Per
haps Don was dead that would
mean silence, safety for his son. But
the .true-hearted man fought the
temptation tp hope for this.
Don Purtelle was all excitement,
waiting for him. He had heard of
the robbery. His first words electri
fied Doctor Joyce.
"They suspected Barry!" he cried.
"I never knew until this morning.
Why, doctor, it was I who got that
money. TL stole It while Barry was
not looking. I confess it I defy my
uncle to prosecute. He owes me that
and more. Send for Barry at once.
I must clear his name."
It was when Barry came that the
other end of the story came out
Barry had taken the envelope from