The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1869-06-05
VOLUME XIV.


what he considered fallacies, or great
blunders, and pointlng out what would
have been his course under the circum.
Stance1--not dwelling upon it with any
show of assumption, but proving all he
said step by step frSm the experience of
those learned in the great science of medi.
0iAe.
And in spite Of her aching heart, and
their poverty, Mrs. Ross eyes lighted up,
and her thinly-cut nostrils dilated with
pride as, letting her needlework fall in her
lap, she gazed upon the high, slightly
bald forehead and deep thoughtful eye of
her husband, as, wrapped in the case be-
for him, his whole being seemed to di-
late, and he in fancy performed some
great cure.
"If he had had opportunity" she
thought to herself, and then signing re.
E11ned her task, one that betokened q
change at hand in their little household
with helplessness and expense attendant,
and she sighed again, but only to check
herself, and look anxiously TO see whether
her husband had noticed her despond-
sney.
But John Ross was too busily intent
upon his studies, toiling on eagerly until
called to visit some unremunerating pa.
tient, from whom he had returned weary
and worn to renew his work.
Two months had glided away, and
their affairs we're at such low ebb that
John Ross would have given away ut.
! terly to despair had he been left alone.
They were seated at breakfast once
more, when Mrs Ross spoke:
"Such bad news, dear"
"What Is itH" said her husband, not
raising his eyes from the paper.
"YOu remember saying that the West
erns, with their wealth, did not know care"
"Ah yesl one says plenty Of bitter and
stupid things when in trouble" said John
Ross. "But what is it p
"Jane tells me their little boy is dy-
ing"
"What that fine little fellow that
looked heartiest of the hearty?"
IL fear so. Jane heard it from one of
the nurses, who says the Westerns are
already heart.broken, and the poor wo.
man sobbed herself as she spoke of it..
1t seems that they wanted to have more
advice, but Mr.. Tompkins said it was not
necessary, and now it seems 1t is to late" p"
"POor little chap !" exclaimed Mr.. Ross,
dropping the paper and gazing where his
own child lay, by whose side Mrs Ross
was now kneelipg, to assure herself of its
safety. "Poor little chapp he muttered
again, and then aloud, "God forgive me,
Grace. What blind fools we are and
was envious of those people"
| Father and mother were bending over
the cradle, when there came rattle of
| lwo ha
launches at the gate, the bell rang furi'
ously, and as Mr.. Ross hurriedly opened
the door, the rich Mr.. Western seized
him by both hands.
"For mercy's sake, Mr.. Ross, pray
comel My poor boys dying" and before
+ he could recover from his surprise tht
surgeon was hurried hatless into 8
brougham, thrust in almost by the excited
parent, the horse was hogged, and John
Ross Just had time TO wave an adieu tt
his wife at the window before the car
riage was turned, and they were going a
full gallop through the village toward tht
hall
On their way Mr.. Ross learned all thu
particulars he could respecting the child'i
, illness; how the family attendant hat
, treated 1t as of little moment, and tn
! child had gradually sunk, till as he finishes
: his account Mr.. Western exclaimed, in
q voice choked with emotion
E "And now fear we are too late. Oh
l that had come last nightp
!. "Calm yourself" said Mr.. Ross. 81
/ may be that could do no more than you
b regular attendant"
i "Don't tell me that, sir |" exclaimed tn
o father, angrily. "My child has bee
4 neglected -shamefully neglected. Tha
e man came to my house last night fror
r some public dinner, and feel sure nov
d though did not detect It then, that h
was ignorant Of what he was doing. Bu
K quick, sir, follow meP
O In another minute John Ross was |
If the chamber before the little sufferer, lyin
n pale and wasted upon its weeping mott
r er's knees. Fer a moment the young su
1f geon was almost unnamed, when, lool
2, ing at him as her last hope, the weepin
" woman raised her red eyes, and Joined hi
v hands supplicatingly, as If to say, "OI
% save-oh, save my child"
" Wealth was there, glansing from ever
t, article of furniture in the handsome rooT
1t but the cold grim shade that visits Il
4 palace with the same stern justice as Il
p lowly cottage seemed to be there waitir
n for few brief moments ere he elaine
IS his own.
For moment John Ross thought !
ee was too late and his brow knit with di
le appointment; but the next instant
D. drew o long breath, and, as if nerviI
Of himself to the struggle with the destroye
q. he threw off his coat, knelt down, al
ID softly lifted one blue lid, to gaze in t
Of contracted pupil of the child's eye, and
t, listen to its faint breath.
rs "Cold Observation-Disclosures" he tn
said in quick, firm tones. "Now brand
10 What have you there, arrowroot? Y
Or good. Now the brandy-quick
ss Father and servants flew to execute
ar commands, and in few seconds the tigl
1e ly closed lips were parted, and with dii
er Guilty little brandy and arrewroot we
to swallowed. Towels saturated with vineg
Id and water were wrapped round the lit
We golden head, and extemporizing fan fro
an open book, the young surgeon plac
ke the father at the child's head to keep uI
as sharp agitation Of the air, and ran hims
ad to throw open the window.
til Directly after he was back and watt
ral ing the child with an earnestneess hard
Dr. equaled by It's parents, as at intervals
M spoke, after drawing out his watch and
ks, ferring to it from time to time.
"Look, he said, in short, perempto
", tones; the and eyes unclosing, the pup
ge dilate already, there is little more pull
lg, tion-that sigh was stronger"
ne Fresh applications were made, and th
it. another anxious interval ensued, duri
mt which the dark shadow of death seemed
lid fade, and ina wonderous manner light
is faintest dawn Of life-seemed to retu
Zee into the child's face.
ID. Good, so farW exclaimed Mr.. Ro
III. while father and mother watched b
lin with an aspect almost approaching to
he veneration that must have beamed in
of face Of the Shunamite woman when |
as. "Man of Goo" raised her child from
led dead. And truly this seemed almos
" miracle--the miracle Of science given
,ss, the Great Creator to those who will stu
Ks and learn His wonders.
all, But now Mr.. Ross was at table, b
pa. riedly writing out prescription on q ]
aso of his pocket-book.
"Takethat," he said 10 Mr.. Western
her q aTaka IL Yourself to nv wife, and brI