The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1865-08-30

slowly, some memory Of pain and grief
connected with that time making her
voice heavy as she spoke. 81 think he
was right but it did not content Stephen.
He wanted to be soldier; he thought
the country needed him, and when the
next call for troops came he enlisted.
" lie was in the service year, bnt he
and John, never saw each other, and nei-
ther of them got a chance to come home.
! At last Stephen was wounded, as he told
you, AMI they brought mm here to st.
Louis When | heard that he was here,
| came straight to sec him. was
stranger, but the surgeon was very kind,
| and ! had some moncy-some that John
gave me whent lie went away. and some
that he had sent me since When sur
geon Davis found how badly Stephen
wanted to yet away from the hospital, he
procured his discharge from the service,
and helped me to find house where we
could live tilIny brother should get strong
enough to travel
"Stephen improved very fast for .
while. Surgeon Davis came every week
to prescribe Tor him, and to see how we
rot on But in few weeks hc was de-
tached from the service here, AMI sent to
the front, into Tennessee. lIy-and-by
our money was nearly gone. and as the
autumn weather came on, Stephen grew
worse again, and we had nothing to pay
for doctor coming to see him.
81 got little work to do-scwing,
and such like. could not 90 away from
home, YOU know, but coal and rent and
provisions got higher and higher, and |
sold everything we had almost, that
would bring in money, and we had to
leave the house we were in and move to
the one we live in now. But the worst
Of all was, John did not write any more.
| have only received one letter from him
since we came to St. LUuis--that was
forwarded to me from the town where we,
used to live. Stephen and | have writ
ten again and again, but we never get
any answers and I've given up now. ]
know he must be dead. If he was alive
he would write; he would not leave us
in this dreadful suspense. And now
now I'm afraid shall lose Stephen''-
her hands clasping and unclasping them
selves together, though her voice never
rose above that dreary monotone.
Miss Grant recalled the paroxysm of
coughing the had witnessed, the death
like exhaustion that followed it, and
thought that it would not be strange if
this fear were realized. 1t must be ter
riblc, she thought, to see any one you
love dying day by day before your very
eyes, and knowing that somewhere, not
far away, there is help, and you power
less to procuyefit .r
'Have you had medical advice for him
since Surgeon Davis left ;"
"No. | went once to DR.. Scarf, on
street. lie asked the first thing If
| had the money to pay him and when
| told him that had none just then, but
would have some very soon, he said
needn't call at his office again, as he was
accustomed to receive his fees on the spot.
and was not accustomed to attend pau
rers."
"Ie said that doctor Searl ?" ask
cd leonie in quick, sharp tone, steely
glitter coming into her eyes. m
''Yes, Miss Grant-those were his ex-
act words" .......
Doctor Searl did not know, when Miss
Grant cut him dead on the street next
morning - and wondered in what
way he could possibly have Offend
ed hcr-that a few insolent words TO
a friendless girl had lost him the fiierd-
ship of the woman whose iavo7 was more
to him than anything else the world.
81 shall take you home in the carriage
Miss Gilbert" said Leonie Grant us Ger
trude rose to 90 ''Slt down for n min
ute. please, while l put on my cloak and
write Il note to Doctor Blair lie is Il
good physician, one of the best in the
city, and want that he should see your
brother"
Up the dirty staircase, and more into
the small room whose baroness was in
striking contrast to the elegant apart
menIs they had So recently left. An
eldorly lrishwoman met them at the
door. .... 81
Your brothers sloping quietly as
child, Miss Gerthrnde."
"Ihani you, Mrs. Ryan. You were
very kind to stay by linn while L was
away"
''Shure, an eff | coull, wouldn't | do
fifty times as much for him, for the sake
of nv own boy Patrick, that's away iitn'
IN this bloody war;" And the warm
hearted lrrshwoman went out with her
apron over her eyes.
The door was closed softly. so as not to
awaken the sleeper, and Gertrude and
Miss Grant paused beside the bed
What subtle influence was it that un
Ioosed the bands of sleep and made him
aware of tlieir presence lie looked up
smiling as he recognized the visitor: but
the difficult breath, the cold moisture on
hands and brow, told their story of dan
ger of disease rapidly exhausting the vi
tai forces, surely and swiftly undermine
ing the citadel of life, Doctor Blair's
skill must be prompt if it was to save. n.
Gertrude told her brother that Miss
Grant had sent TO request the attendance
ofa physician. Leoue saw the hurt
pride in his face, comprehcnded the risid
self-respect that shrank from accepting
aid ut Strangers hands, even though.
he needed it 50 badly. Yet this stubborn