The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-04-20

BILE opposite the door, leave the tempt
ing, coy room open upon the Wind
swept, gloomy corridor.
! Then she waited and waited and wait
ed. The clock struck at midnight then
| /, 2, 3, from neighboring belfry the
meal was cold the fire bnrned low !; the
chill, gray morning had almost dawned,
when at last it came yes-thank God!
faltering and slow, but it was his foot
steps none other could quicken little
Miss Turpin's pulse.
| He reached the landing, the door of
her room. Why, truly, he did pause
yes, and stagger in.
ANY other woman but this, perhaps,
would have recoiled with disgust and
horror, and, above all, with fear, for the
Young man was evidently not himself.
His hair, damp and disheveled, hung In
heavy disorder about his face and neck;
i his eyes, CLASSY and lurid, blazed upon
hers: q red fame burned In his cheek; a
slight foam fecked his trembling lips.
He fell into the chair at the table,
and looked wonderingly upon the food
before him; but that which would have
been frantically devoured, six hours be-
fore. was like the ashes of bitt arness to
him now. He had not tasted food for
thirtg-six hours. But it was not hunger
that tortured him; it was thirst-an ap-
palling thirst
He drank the pitcher of water from
/ Miss Turpin's hand, and looked plead
ingly for more.
ssDon't be afraid to give the patient
water" he murmured, eagerly. :" In
cases OF febrile debility they sometimes
suffer- suffer. / recommend, by all
means, -water-water!" Then he
fell back with groan of agony.
Miss Turpin ran out of the room and
down the stairs; pounded on the door OF
the G-rman tailor below, who, with his
wife and five children, we're enjoying in
sleep the only immunity granted them
from endless labor and toll; bade him
| fly for the best doctor In the neighbor-
hood; ran up the stairs again like deer,
and found DR.. Blake insensible, his
head thrown back upon the chair, his
stertorous breathing audible in the cor
ridor below.
The little German returned with the
very best medical aid in the vicinity,
even that of the eminent DR.. Havershaw
himself.
AL this fuss and confusion had aroused
Mr.. Shadrach, who followed them up
the stairs and protruded his long, hairy
chin in the doorway.
eft is, perhaps, best that you should
know, madam, said the surgeon to little
Miss Turpin, ssthat it is doubtful case.
| Your husband is in very critical condi-
ton. If this worthy man will assist me,
we will get him to bed. Our only hope
is powerful sedative at once"
The worthy man alluded to was Mr..
Shadrach, whose eyes almost left their
/ sockets when he found the doctor pre-
pairing to put his young ledger in Miss
Turpin's bed.
"Why-why," he gasped, looking
over at Miss Turpin, "this won't do,
will it?"
Miss Turpin bowed her head. She
could not speak, but it seemed to her
that her heart made all the noise that
was necessary. It's convulsive throbs
moved the shawl she had thrown about
her shoulders.
"Don't chatter here, said the doctor,
thinking Mr.. Sha drach was addressing
him. ssJust do what bid you, and the
more quietly, the better.
Half an hour after, Miss Turpin was
alone again, save for the Eody of the
doctor that lay upon the bed. He was
helpless there, perhaps dying his face
was strange and distorted, his eyes half
closed. A confused, unintelligible MUIR
muir flowed from his lips, his hands
clinched and uncinched !; at times a
groan seemed wrung from his vitals.
Miss Turpin's features were pale and
haggard, her eyes streaming with tears.
Yet, in the midst of an anguish that par
took of despair, with throes of pain and
terror unspeakable, there was born to
her solemn and almost sinister Joy, fine
first ever given to that sterile soul.
When the doctor came In the evening,
he thought he had never seen so patient
and noble face there was something
/ in it that went to his heart.
"Be comforted," he said let us
rely upon the youth and strong physique
i of your husband"
! The incoherent utterings OF hispatient
attracted the Doctors attention. Sharp
and strong sentences fell upon his ear,
that excited his professional curiosity.
When he heard from Miss Turpin of the
enthusiasm and zeal of the young stu
dent, as much as she dared tell him of
his defeated aspirations and hopes, the
good doctors eyes kindled with sym
pathy.
ssLet him only get well, he said,
"and we will sweep these lions out of his
path.
Miss Turpin smiled through her tears.
"He will get well, thanks to you, she
said.
ssAnd to you," he added, looking
around the room with appreciation. It
lad been suddenly metamorphosed into
the model OF chamber for the sick. The
open fire, with its cheering blaze and
ventilatinp dranrht: the subduad light: