Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1876-03-09
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4 know, I know; but there's some
thing peculiar about bis sleep now. He
seems to-he seems TO breath % ysss.
larly. Oh, this il drsadfull'
But my dear. he always bresshes
regularly
'Oh, know it, but there's something
dreadful aboatit now. His nurse 10 too
young and inexperienced. Maria shall
stay there with her, and Be on hand II
ANYTHING happens
That. good idea; but who win
You can help me all I want. I
wouldn't allow any body to do anything
but myself, anyhow, at such q time a.
this
! said would feel mean to lie abed
and sleep, aud leave her to watch and
toll over our little patient all the weary
night But she reconciled me to it.
So old Maria departed and took up her
ancient quarters in the nursery.
Penelope coughed twice in her sleep.
oh, why don't the doctor come
Mortimer. this room 10 too warm. This
room is certainly too warm. Turn of
the register-quick {!
I shut it of, glancing at the ther-
mometer at the same time, and won.
dering to myself if 20 WAS too warm
for sick child.
The coachman arrived from down. town
now, with the news that our ply ysician
was i'll and confined to his bed. Mrs.
McWilliams turned dead eve upon me,
aud said in . dead voice: There is
Providence in it. It il ordained.
He never was sick before. Never. We
have not been livingas We ought to live.
Mortimer, time and time again I have
told you 20. Now you see the result.
Our child will neverget we'll. Bethank-
full If you can forgive yourself. l Dev-
er can forgive myself.
I said, without intent to hurt, but with
beedless choice Of words, that could
not see that we had been living such
an abandoned life.
Mortimer! Do you want to bring
judgment upon baby, tooi'
Then she began TO cry, but suddenly
"The doctor must have sent medi-
zines 2
l said!
Certainly; they are here. Twas only
waiting for you to give me chance
We'll, do give them to me! Don't
you know that every moment is precious
now? But what was the use in sending
medicine when he knows that the dis
ease is incurableI'
I said that while there was life there
was hope.
Hope! Mortimer, you know no more
what you are talking about than the
child unborn. If you - As I live,
the directions say give one teaspoonful
once an hour! Once an hour AS if
We had whole year before us to save
the child in! Mortimer, please hurry.
Give the poor, perishing thing a table
spoonful, and try to be quick' why.
my dear, a tablespoonful might -
Don't drive me frantic! -. There.
there. there, nv precious, my own; it's
nasty, bitter stuff. but it's good for Mel
ly-good for mothers precious darling;
and it will make her well. There, there,
there, put the little head on mammals
breast and go to sleep, and pretty soon
oh, l know she can't live till morn.
ing! Mortimer, 4 tablespoonful every
half hour will oh, the child needs
belladonna, too; know she does-and
aconite. Get them, Mortimer. Now
do let me have my way. You know
nothing about these thing
We now went to bed. placing the
crib close to my wife's pillow. All this
turmoil had worn upon me. and with
in two minutes was something more
than half asleep. Mrs. McWilliams
reused me:
Darling, is that register turned oni'
No
i thought as much. Please turn it
on at once. This room is cold
l turned it on and presently fellaseep
again. l was reused once more.
'Dearie, would you mind moving the
crib to your side of the bed 7 II is near
er the register
l moved it, but had collision with
the rug and woke up the child. dozed
off once more while my wife quieted
the sufferer. But in q little while
these words came murmuring remotely
through the fog Of nv drowsiness:
Mortimer. if We only had some goose
grease-will you ring!'
i climbed drearily out and stepped on
q cat, which responded with q protest,
and would have got convincing kick
for it If chair had not got it instead.
Nov, Mortimer, why do YOU want to
turn up the gas and wake up the child
again
Because / want to see how much |
am hurt, Caroline
Well, look At the chair. too-I have
no doubt it is ruined. Poor cat sup
pose you had
Nov, i am not going to suppose any.
thing about the cat. 1t never would
have occurred IL Maria had been allow
ed to stay here and attend to these du.
ties, which are in her line, and are not
in mine
Now. Mortimer. / should think you
would be ashamed TO make . remark
like that. 1t is pity il you cannot do
the few little things that l ask Of you
at such an awful time a. this, when our
child
There. there, I viii do anything YOU
want. But can't raise anybody with