Cyborgs -- Fiction; Science fiction; Short stories
At length came a day when in the company of both of these faithful
friends George Gregory announced his intention of using an artificial
limb instead of a crutch. His sweetheart voiced immediate remonstrance.
“No, George, I’d rather see you walking with the visible aid of a crutch
than to think of your using an artificial leg. Somehow it seems like
hypocrisy, a kind of appearing to be what you aren’t. I know my idea is
poorly expressed, but that’s the way I feel about it.”
A peculiar light came into Gregory’s eyes, a light that neither friend
had ever seen there before. He straightened visibly, almost without the
aid of his crutch. “I’ll walk yet as well as any one and maybe it will
give me back my mental confidence. My mind shall triumph over my body as
well as it ever did!”
The artificial leg was duly applied to the hip stump, and it really was
amazing to observe the rapidity with which Gregory mastered the art of
using it proficiently. Anyone unacquainted with his deformity would
never have realized that he did not possess two normal legs.
And then came the automobile accident a week before the time set for the
Nelson-Gregory nuptials. How George Gregory’s car was struck by an on
coming truck, reduced to a junk-heap, and George thrown into a ditch, so
that one arm was finally caused to be amputated, never will be known,
for George had always been a careful driver. Even with his artificial
leg he declared he had no difficulty in putting on the brake. The fall
had, as was proved later, caused also internal injuries so that some of
the bodily organs did not function properly.
The months that followed were to all who were closely concerned with the
accident, like a descent into Hades. Dr. Bell, serving as an interne in
the Good Samaritan Hospital, devoted himself untiringly to the tragic
case of George Gregory. A world famous specialist was summoned in
consultation concerning the internal injuries sustained by Gregory. Very
little hope was held out for the life of the unfortunate man, although
there was one chance; an artificial kidney[1]. The vigorous constitution
of the invalid came to his rescue. He not only survived the operation
but seemed to be in the best of health afterward.
And it is not to be wondered that Rosalind began to doubt whether her
love for George Gregory could remain the same as before. Thrown
constantly as she was in the company of Dr. David Bell, observing his
devoted care and interest in George, she began to compare, or rather to
contrast, the two men. George’s rapid deterioration was no longer a
possible flight of the imagination. It was an actuality. It was no
longer possible to overlook the meaning behind his words.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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