Wilmington daily gazette., 1874-01-12
think we may save the little fellow. You hav

think we may save the little fellow. You have
a gOOd nurse"
"An excellent one. can trust Natalia as
l would trust myself"
"You are Fortunate" said the doctor. He
had scarcely closed the door when Nataia
came to her mistress
my month expires tomorrow madam, Will
you pay me my wages, and let me take my
departure at once 80
"But Natalia, the baby s sick"
Cones first duty is to ones self | would
not rlsli the infection for twice what you pay
me-"
And NatalIa packed her trunk and depart
ed, without coming into the nursery to bid
little Clarence good bye.
The cook was next to give warning. Ma
tilda, the laundresS took herself or without
any preliminary ceremony
Il am going, too" said the SeamstreS5-
| Mrs. Arnatt wouldn't have lifted her finger il
we'd all been dying, and believe in doing to
others as they do to me-
| And almost before she knew it, the strick
en- mother was left alone by the bedside of
her suffering babe. Neghbers crossed on the
other side OF the street like the priests and
lievites of old friends contented themselves
by sending in to inquire even hired nurses
avoided the malignant fever.
"ls there no one to help me-" she moaned
wTlngDg her white jeweled hands together.
"IIave all pity and womanly sympathy died
ont Of the world -
A slight noise caused her to turn, and keth-
ieen O'Neil was at her side, busy in arrapg-
ing the table.
Il thought you, too, had gone, Kathleen -
she cried
"Sure. mA'am, what should be going Tor %
asked Kathleen, simply, ''and the bits Of
children sick, and you in sore trouble?
nursed the little brothers and sisters at home,
and know just what needs TO be done
And she took llttle Clarence in her arms
IL. Al .l.1rf
heart.
"Ate you not afraid, Kathleen p
"Whst should he afraid o ma am? l4n'
the Gods sky over us all. whether its the greer
banks of Ireland, or the church steeple's Of thi
great confusing city? Oh. ma am He'll not TAXI
the bonuy baby from ia.
All Mrs Arnott children had the fever
last OF all she was proslrated by it--and X aih
leen watched over every one faithful. true anu
tender.
: kathleen Mrs. Ainotls said, the first jay
she sal up, with the IRISH girl arranging th
pillows about her wasted form, "Oh Kathleen
don't deserve This
. Sure maam, il We all had our deserts in hi
), world MS a sorry place it would be, I'm think
: ing" lanvhed Kathleen.
h "Bnt Kathleen, | was cIuel To sou =" per
" Iectly hearlless,'
I'VE won't talk OF it, ina am dear nj,
Kathleen, evasvey
r But, say just once That you forgive mt'
Il pleaded the lady once so naughty.
81 forgive you. maam as free AZ the sun
!, shine," Kathleen answered softly.
n And you'll stay with me always and be IN
friend Kathleen %
j. off God wills il, maam''
And Mr.. Arnott put her lips to Mss .h= Tres
r. r. cool cheeks of Irish Kathleen.
# The years that have passed since then hay
made mer and woman of the little people tha
" Kathleen Eursed through The lever: and Ftrar
e gers who visit Mrs, Arnott scarcely know wins
!. to make of the plump. comelv middle age
, . woman who move about the house apparenli
:, as much al home in il as the mistress herself
= who ia consulted about even ything, and tfuste
with all secrets.
e II she house keeper, or a servant, or
e relation" some one once asked
p, Ms Arnolt replied: she is III, true aG
r trusted friend, kathleen O'Seil'