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, By Grace Ethel Ransom
I have fallen into the habit of dat
ing everything in my life from the
time of my crippling accident
When I was a little girl, some years
before my accident, I used to see the
young fellow at the window of the
adjacent house. The family had just
moved in and we did not know each
other. In large towns this is often the
way. I suppose we were interested
in each other, as a boy and girl are
apt to be, but if we glanced at each
other it was with an aspect of uncon
cern, the mere casual look that one
' estows upon a stranger.
I am three years older than Madge,
1 sister, and it always behooves me
to set her a good example. Perhaps
on that account I was especially anx
ious that she should not see me ex
change glances with the boy at the
window opposite. And Madge was
always the beauty, while I am plain;
what I could do Madge must not do
without more serious consequences.
The house was ours. Our parents
had died when we were small, and an
aunt came to live with us and take
charge. When she died I was 22 and
Madge 19. We stayed on in the house,
but our annuity was a tiny one.
There was just enough money to let
us exist and little more. We used to
talk about our future. Of course we
both expected to be married.
"If I marry first," said Madge, "you
will come and live with us until you
"Who would marry an ugly duck
ling like me?" I asked, though in my
heart I knew some day the man would
Madge was indignant with me. She
always saw me through the glasses
of love. But beside Madge I was a
.' black little dwarf. Madge had one of
those saints' faces and a wealth of
golden hair that made her wonder
i IuL If we had been like other girls
I mean, used to social life her ad
mirers would have been innumerable.
All this while the family had lived
next door. We had come to know
them slightly. Roger, the young man,
was away at college. We had not
seen him for years.
Then came the accident It was a
fall from our buggy in a runaway,
and when I recovered consciousness
I was lying at home in my own bed
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and the room was darkened. Before
me sat Madga. She told me I was
getting betters after three week of
The days passed and I felt stronger.
I wondered why the look of pain re
mained on Madge's face. At last they
told me. I should never be able to
walk without crutches again.
For a whole year I was an invalid.
One day a famous visiting surgeon.