Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1872-06-13

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=" 7 an Z doctor, I &, and viii 60 home
with YOU, little darling" said our
,ST;end. iiinfyoiuaaft aft aaftar.ilya lyac drawing the
sobbing child toward him "Don,tt
.cry1 Ilcan, help her if anybody. can.
Before tbettarrii,ted at the.residenee
Of the sick girl DR. John discovered,
by skillful questioning, that the
,eiild,s name, was Florence Britton-
yt6s sister t s Kate lBEitton !; that Kate I q.
wrote va t Isl stories, 5is and made reports, and
sometimes had to be out late at night
Fakirgi notes and preparing articles
for the Press that she had not been
we'll during the winter. and tor the E.
last three weeks had been unable
to attend tolher1 literary duties, and
was now suffering from brain fever;
The room which the doctor entered
was plainly and neatly furnished ,rnlsa
and bore unmistakable marks of re-
6nement and #omanly taste.
."Kate," said the little girl, climb.
ing into the bed where her sister lay
moaninswith pain-s'Gsser. Kate, !
have brought q a4doctor to see you. l
found him in the street, and be- says
be can make you well. Look athim,
Katie-he is very kind.
"Cuddle right down beside me,
Flory darling. There-that's good
little girl. Go to Sleep. ;. don't mind
sister Kate-shes only got ahead :
ache. Say your prayers, Flory-say
your prayers, murmured the girl,
evenin delirium, thoughtful of her
precious charge. gs 1qn
Here was a case to rouse DR.. John 8
energies case which appealed to
his sympathy and respectAa case, so
far as he was able to Judge, Of utter
loneliness and destitution. So, like
the good man he was, he set himself
to work in earnest A good nurse
was procured, necessary articles were
hronghtiinto the house, and over all
he watched as tenderly as if the SUIT s.,
ferer had been his own sister. The
fourth aay the Invalid d'awoka 10 con-
] soiousness, and looked Drs John
/ straishtsin the face. s !
y7'Where am I9'' said she; attempt
/, aAt home" he replied. please
be very quiet"
"Where is Flory?' /,
Asleep by your side. Don't ask
any more questions.
"Who are .you?". she. continued,
apparently oblivioas to the last com
mand.
"John Hessman, at.your service,
and at present your self-constituted
physician, who will be obeyedl Now,
drink this beef-tea-take Florys lit
tie hand in YOURS, and go straight to
Sleep"
With sigh of relief, a smile, a
momentary attempt to keep her eyes
open little longer, and the invalid
was sleeping as quietly as an infant.
Four weeks from that day, Miss
Kate Britton rode out in the doctor s
carriage, almost as well as ever,
DR.. John looked unutterable things
as he jumped into that gig and took
his seat beside her. very like the
day, a month ago, when he had some
thing particular to say to himself
only now he evidently had a commu-
nication to make to another.
1t will be safe for me to resume
my writing tomorrow: will it not,
doctor?" inquired Kate, the first to
break the silence. '"I feel better
and stronger to-day than have for
a year"
mo, little girl" replied the doc
tor. cit will not be safe for you to
resume your writing in six months =
"Oh, doctor, you are joking now
know you are" said Kate, noting
the looa of amusement in his express
sive eyes.
"No, Kate. indeed I am not jo-
king. You shall never 60 back to
that drpdgery again, if | can helnit. F."
The hot blood mounted clear to
Kate stempex. Dr.. Hessman, " she
continued, assuming business-like
manner. but tor you | should have
been il my grave
"In all probability, broke in her
companion, with more truth than
ulode. V.
Well. she continued, "yon have
saved my life kept riy d.'rllns little
sister from <larvatiol--cared for Us
botll us though We ha'i been Your own
kindred! / But how cam | rver--?'
There, child, stop right where yon
are. Never, if You have any regard
for my feelings, allow that word to
slip from yonr lips. | want to take
you and Flory to my home, and make
your happiness my care. In short,
Kate, want q wife and q sister; will
you be my first? Perhaps you don I
love me exactly-but I know l can
make you T.
"But' I do love you !" said Miss
Kate, under her breath,
"All right, then Will you gor'
She went.
DR.. John scarcely ever talks to him-
self now.