Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1859-04-28


log where she had been sitting, and pale and ut.
tery unconscious, lay chld-Milly, Mrs.
Snow little help.
The doctor had not forgotten to take his sad
die bags when he made q breach in the briar
hedge, and he speedily found q restorative with
which he mostened the poor, pale lips. But
his art seemed quite in vain the child could
not be restored to consciousness.
"This is something more than hurt said
the doctor, who had a trick of talking to him
self. :" The child is very sick wonder who
she belongs to. Let me sec," rising up and
looking round, Mrs Shows is the nearest
house, and wonder if this isn't the little or
phan girl that Lizzie said some OF the ladies who
have called upon her spoke about, saying that
Mrs. Snow treated her shamefuly. Her father
was the doctor here till he had become such
drunken vagabond, and when her mother died
broken hearted, there was nobody to take care
of the child, and Mrs. Snow took her out of
charity. Pretty charity, this Why, the
child is nothing but skeleton. can carry
her easy enough anyhow, and the old virago
has got to take care of her now she has made
her sick. She's been very feverish, can sec
that by her lips, and this coma looks like ty-
phoid. Well here goes
A few moments later Mrs Snow, as she was
carrying the dinner to the table, was startled by
the appartion Of DR.. Gray bearing the sick
child in his arms, at the kitchen door.
" This child lives here, doesn't she ?" he
asked. WE'LL" after the startled aflirms tive
answer, I" I've brought her here to die,
think, for she looks as if she had been starved
and worked to the door of the grave. Now,
just tell mo where can lay ber down, and I'll
see if there is anything that will bring her out
of this swoon."
Mrs. Snow obeyed, though very reluctantly,
and led the way to the garret where Milly
usually slept, Il sitting loft above the summer
kitchen, with the funnel of the kitchen stove
running through it, and one window high in
the gable. She pointed to the cot in ono cor
ner.
"Do you think am going to lay her here?"
asked the doctor. "a pretty place for child
with the typhoid fever No, no, you've near
ly killed her, but shall not let you finish your
work, if can help it. So Show me a place
where she can have some air, and comfortable
bed
can't have her in my best room," said
Mrs. Snow. {" If she's goin' to be sick, she'll
be trouble enough if she's here handy"
" Woman?N commenced the doctor in a
rage, but Zade, who had followed up stairs, in
terferred.
" Here, take her into my room, doctor.
'Twont make much difference, mother, and Ill
run up and down, and save you all the steps l
can, and sleep on her cot in the kitchen cham
ber while she's sick.
The doctor waited for no further parley, but
; deposited his charge onstlh comfortable bed, in
, the large airy room occupied by Mrs. Shows
> son and heir.
1t was long and fearful sickness through
< which the child struggled. Mrs. Snow grum
blingly paid her such attention as she could not
t avoid Zadock watched her devotedly in all
s his intervals of labor, and it was wonderful tC
> see what a skitul nurse love made this awk,
ward loutish boy. The doctor came twice ol
+ thrice daily, though Mrs. Snow waylaid him al
$ his second visit, to tell him that she g couldn'
pay no doctors bill for that child, and he
o needn t come no ottoner than he felt disposed
to, out of charity" And Lizzie, the doctor''
. sweet, young BRIDE spent many an hour by
| Milly's bedside in watchful silence when sht
!, Was still very i'll, and talking and reading wher
l., health began slowly to come back.
d 1t was not until she was able to sit up fo
t several hours Of the day, proppcd up by pill
lows that the proposition of transferring her tt
= the doctors home was first broached. The
child received it with such surprise and joy tina
= the doctor trombed for her health under tn
:. excitement Bat she was no worse the mex
It morning when he came, and very anxious tha
d he should try to obtain Mrs. Shows consent.
il This was an easier task than either had an
|. ticipated. For though the good woman grum
II bled and scoded not little, she was secretl
lie anxious to get rid of the feeble child, who sh
forcsaw would be burden, rather than hclI
~ to her But Zade emotion was pltiful to b.
W hold
ID you re just like my sister, Nilly,' he sale
le "and did want you to live here always, BIT
re | know it best, for the doctor wife will tcac
r. you, and you'll have a pleasant home, whcl
ne you wont have to work, But don't forget poo
le Zade"
in Milly answered by putting her arms roun
his neck and kissing his sun burned, irecklC
as face.
lis i" MIlly'll never forget you, Zadock,' sa
Mrs. Gray, land you must come and SEQ h
cd as often as you can, and tie doctor and wi
is always be glad t. see you, for you know we a
,c all very good friends, now"
-, Zadock's Manners all forso9k him at tn
so invitation, but that he appreciated it, he sho'
~. cd by haunting the house where Alilly live
for the next SIX years.
And those SIX years, what changes had I'll
u, wrought? Mily had become tall, bcautil
lie girl of eighteen, well-educatod. refined a
lovely in heart and life. The doctor wife h
Ms, impaired to her all her accomplishments, a
The much useful knowledge, and two or three teri
ny at neighborng academy, and much well
til. lccted reading had done tho rest. Her soc
" position, as the doctor 3 adopted daught
nd brought her in contact with the best socle
md and she had many friends, and some lovers.
tie 1t was this latter fact that troubled the 81
old Of our friend Zudock Snow. Ele had ne