Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1872-12-20

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any harm and will be very careful,
and nurse myself as much as you like
afterwards" cries the lady gayly.
Afterwards may be too late. | i'm
plore of you avoid all excitement, and
remain at home. do not wish to alarm
you, but it is absolutely necessary that
you should do as l advise"
"What a croaker the doctor is re-
marks the lady as the door closes be-
hind him. "Elsie let me see my dress !;
do not quite like the trimming, and |
wish you to alter it"
The doctor does not read any more
until he reaches the next house he is to
visit A pale face appears for mo-
ment at the window, and as the doctor
enters the house, a lady in terrible
state of agitation draws him into the
drawing-room, exclaiming,
go doctor, it isawful awful he gets
worse almost every hour"
"Stay here while l go up to him." the
doctor says compassionately.
As he passes up the stairs, shouts and
execrations meet his ear, and the sounds
of struggling are heard.
Drink, -aecursed drink, NUT
ters the doctor, as he enters spacious
bedroom, where, strapped down on the
bed, and carefully guarded by two men,
a fine, athletic young man is raging and
struggling in an attack of delirium tre-
mems.
Help, help" he cries as the doctor
appears. "Will no one help me? See,
they are closing round me again, their
fiery eyes are fixed on me. Drive them
away, they are tearing me with their
claws. Oh save me !" and with wild
yell he breaks loose from restraint, and
filings himself upon the floor convul-
sive shudder passes over his frame and
all is still.
Lift him, says the doctor, in low
voice as he removes his fingers from the
young mans wrist. at is all over"
Yes, all over The inanimate clay is
laid on the bed, and the awe-stricken at
tendants stand gazing at it in silence as
the doctor withdraws.
" Is he better, doctor p asks the poor
young wife, who stands shivering at the
drawing-room door. He seems more
quiet"
Much more quiet" says the doctor
soothingly. Lie down here on the sofa
for an hour and rest. l will give my
directions to your mother. am very
glad she is with you just now.
Worn out alike in mind and body, the
wife unconscious of her bereavement
lies down as directed, while the doctor
retires to the dining-room with her moth.
er and breaks the dreadful news to her
leaving her to reveal it gently to hel
child.
The next house at which the carriage
Q stops is situated in a garden. The sur
is shining brightly, and under the shade
of a tree, stretched on low couch, is
fragile-looking boy of some twelve ol
) thirteen years. His large brown ey
! light up with pleasure as the doctor
carriage approaches the gate, and HI
listens eagerly for his quick tread on th,
. gravelled walk.
!. Ah, Fred, my boy, enjoying the per
: fume Of the flowers as usual" cries th,
, doctor cheerfully, as he draws near
: well, how is the leg?"
81 think it is easier, DOCTOR" reptile
: the boy looking wistfully in his face.
"Weil, we shall soon see." the docto
: responds as he shakes hands with Fred
mother, and proceeds to examine tn,
e leg, which has been badly crushed by al
! accident "All right" he says after
while, drawing deep breath. "Saved
my brave boy, rejoice to tell you"
"You won't have to cut it off," gasp
the boy turning pale.
"No, Fred, it is doing capitally."
. The blood rushes back to the littl
fellows face as he hears the joyful news
and bursting into tears Che first he ha
!, shed) he hides his face upon his mother
: bosom.
"Now, Fred, must be off," bristle
= the doctor brushing away a tear that hs
. started to his own eyes. Here is tn
T. book promised you it is full of wor
{ ders; don't get lost in it and fancy YOU
e self backwoodsman, that is all Goo
. bye, my dear madam, your boy will Civ
you bis arm to church yet, and wal
e stoutly beside you on his own legs p an
! the doctor departs, leaving mother an
son clasped in fearful embrace, Will
' their streaming eyes go up in thank;
= giving, which their voices are as yet III
'0 able 10 utter
Again the carriage stops at a hous
u where many little heads are seen at Ii
windows Death has been recent vi
es itor in that peaceful looking home, bea