Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1874-11-28

'iS was, 100, OF would nave been II he
were not wrapped and muffl ed to the
IaS' ueGree tor warm autumn day
ne sealed himself by the fire with a
groan.
WHATS the matter ?" rather sharply
asked Aunt Hepsey, who, although the
kindCsi woman IN the world at heart. had
Il way of speaking that made her seem
oiherwayS.
Pm afraid I'm going to have ty
phoid," solemnly replied the invalid.
What makes you think SOP"
81 felt cold chills run up my back just
now, and fha s oIe of the symptoms"
grOaned John.
"One of the fiddlesiicks ?" snOrted the
old lady. Il have them any Time"
Pm afraid I've got it," was the lugu-
hrious reply My heart disease IS worse
TO day, too lit thumped quite hard as l
came up the hill. Just hand me that bot
tie Ofpills."
The pills were handed with an impa
tient jerk, and the sewing resumed. AT
ter pause the sick man went on:
I'm quite confident my cancer is
growing rapidly Il have had five dis
unct pains in my liver this afternoon,
and three this mOrning-an increase of
two, you see and there is no doubt my
stomach is diseased past all help. have
had no appetite all day (only eight buck
wheat cakes that morning.; probably
inflammation is about to set in. Pass the
bottle of acOnite l am little Teverish"
The aconite went across with sniff.
Il don't know but what l shall have
the lockjaw they have felt very strange
all day"
Another pause.
Don't you think we had better have a
little fire? My neuralgia has been thr eat
ening all the morning"
Aunt Hepsey said nothing as she put
on more wood, but from the way she
looked at the chimney it was evident she
thought the answer might come down it.
During this conversation, which was q
sample of what took place every day, |
Kate had come up and seated herselfi in |
the back door--which Aunt Hepsey |
would have opened in pleasant weather, |
neuralgia or no neuralgia. While listen |
ing she had been thinking. John Brum |
mer or cousin John. as she always called |
him-wasa handsome fellow, and out |
side of his many diseases, Gptop good |
fellow and saucY Kate thought more of
| him than she wished TO think Of one /
in such depiOrahle condition. Hence
| she resolved that as she could not be cured
John must. She had always been kind
nurse to bin humoring all his whims and
crotchets, and taking the best of care of
| him.
81 am sure, mother,"--she always
! callen Aunt Hepsey mother-"that cOus-
in John looks very badly, and ought to
have medical attendance at once but as
the doctor is not near enough to be of any
| service, we must do our best to save him."
and she felt his pulse with her very
little finger, and pursed up her lips and
looked very wise indeed.
John began to look around at this cor
roboration of his own gloomy fears.
He must have dose of composition
at once, a bottle of hot water put to his
feet, and of course must go to bed imme-
diately."
John would have demurred to this
part of the arrangement, bu she did not
give him time.
Typhoid is very plenty around just
now and no doubt he is going to have an
attack nearly every case fatal, too" she
added musingly 10 herself.
John was now in cold perspiration
of anxiety at the way she treated the mat
ter.
"I-I-You never--you don't really I
think so do you ?I-I think am feeling
better" stammered he but Kate extin-
guished him at once.
Nonsense, you are worse; much
worse and as he really grew pale, she :
said, as though thinking aloud, ''Proba-
bly, won't be delirious sor some hours
yet :" which had the effect of using him
up completely.
For three days she kept him a close
prioner in bed. curtains close drawn, IN
sructing Aunt Hepsey, who attended him
to keep plenty of warm blankets piled
around him, and make him drink plenty
of hot tea and such things which things
combined with his nervous fears, kept
him in a continual state of perspiration,
aud were, taken on the whole, considera-
bly, worse to endure than the fever would
have been. During that time she invited
in some of her young friends and made
the house ring with fun, all of which
made the sick room doubly tedious. Then
she allowed him to come down stairs
very pale and weak and "bleachY."
How do you feel to-day, cousin :"
asked Kate, looking fresh and rosy her
self as could be.
II feel very weak the room has been
very close andwarm, which was very true
Aunt Hepsey having metaphOrical-
ly speaking, given good measure say
ing nothing. but looking as though
the question had beer somehow answer
ed.
Don't you think little turn outside
in the air would do me good ?'
"Mercy lno. What an ideaP and Kate
looked hOrrIfed. "Sit down here by the |
fire instantly and be covered up;" and
three large warm shawls were wrapped |
and piled around him that warm autumn
day The heat and something she said
in low tone to her mother about
Poor fellow, am afraid the cancer is
growing again, and how lucky it is that
father bought the cemetery lot so soon"
made him the source of vast number |
Of little rivers of perspiratiOn immdedl-
ately.
For three weeks Kate would not al
low poor John to venture near an open
window or look out of the door, but con- ;
tinued the first treatment, and then she
declared the fever vanquished. But as
she had discovered about five hundred | {
new diseases fastened upon him, he did
not find much relief IN victory. In fact,
being sick under his own treatment and
under hers were two different things
Every day she prescribed some bitter {
and disagreeable dose to cure a new NAL
ady she had perceived coming on. HIS
pleasant walks were all done away with.
too, he being too weak and ill, she said, Q
TO venture out. All of which afforded i
the old lady unbounded satisfaction and C
delight. :,
One day Kate came in, and seati9g !,
herself beside John, who sat all alone III
the room, said: p
Cousin John, of course you are my "
friend, and will advise me for the 9estr h
and want good advice just now; II
think, John of getting married. Ihough q
she looked blushingly in the hre as she Fl
spoke. she observed him very narrowly ! L
out of the corner of her eye.
"WhatW shouted the invalid, starting
IN and locking, in his heavy wrappingsr p
like clumsy pattern of mummy fl
''What p Al
ooh dear me, cousin, you must not get :,
excited. Remember your heart disease, I p
| beg" and Kate pushed him into his ID
chair as she spoke. o.
He groaned and sat down again. -,
Are you sure you are calm again p
she asked because if not, must not go
On, you know" fu
Yes yes" replied the invalid; "quite IL
10. Go on, go on"
But though ii Was quite evident he ;.
was not "quite So" she continued +: IL
You see, cousin, Pvehad an offer f
md 1 think may say good offer-a F
lery good one, indeed" Here John :,