The Wreck of the South Pole and Other Strange Tales — page 162: what you’re looking at

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A MEDICAL STUDENT'S LOVE. How Clarence Bradford ever came to win the wife he did had always been a mystery to me. He was a country boy of fair ability when he came to St. Louis to study medicine, but there was nothing brilliant to distinguish him from a score of other students. His wife, on the other hand, had been one of the society buds of the city, the daughter of one of the wealthiest and proudest men in St. Louis, and how Bradford ever had a chance to win her I could not understand. When I first met him, however, they had been married _ several years, and he was on the road to a reputation as a physician. At first I did not know of his early poverty, but one evening after we had been acquainted for a year or more he told me something of his struggles to secure an education, and that set me to wondering about his wife. But it was a long time before he spoke to me about her, and when he did it was while driving home from the medical college in which he had graduated and in which he was now delivering lectures. He did not look or act like himself that day, and as CONNIE OOOKS (CO)