The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-04-06

For the clergyman they will make some
attempt at tidiness, In readiness for his
visit for the doctor, none. They let
him see everything, and take no trouble
to put themselves in any better state for
his visit. The constant struggle to in
still any ideas of decency or cleanliness
In those squalid houses is heartweary-
ing. But to return to Fairy. As said,
I used to look forward with pleasure to
the sight Of her innocent face, as went
my round, and but seldom failed to see
it. But the end came soon.
The wall which separated the front of
the row from the river was getting into
sad state. All the mortar had gone
from between the bricks, and the cop
ing-stones were quite loose. / had sew
eral times seen the children standing on
these stones, and shaking them with
their feet rs they did SO, making them
| rock on the smooth tops of the bricks,
and had as often warned the mothers
that some accident would happen If they
did not stop it. But no one took any
notice. They called them off once or
twice, but the reckless youngsters were
on again as soon as the mothers backs
were turned.
One day as turned the corner OF the
houses the children were at this game
again, and among the rest Fairy was
standing on one stone, rocking it with
all her might and laughing for glee.
saw with dismay that the stone had
worked quite loose from it's neighbors,
and was only about three-quarters way
on the ledge of bricks and overhung the
steep fall to the river in an extremely
dangerous fashion. I walked quietly
forward SO as not to startle Fairy; but
ere reached her she had seen me.
"Look at me, my DOCTOR" she called,
beginning to dance on the stone. $50
nice look at me"
Even as she said it the stone rocked
off the ledge and ere could grasp her
clothes the child had fallen down to the
rivers brink, the heavy stone on the top
of her. With cry of horror and dis
may, I leaped over the wall and rushed
to where she lay. The stone was lying
across her body. With great exertion
of strength I lifted it off her, and took
up the little body in my arms. She was
contact with sharp stone, and the fair
hair was all dabbled with blood. l car
ried her into her home, amid the wall
ings and lamentations of the neighbors,
and, laying her on the bed, proceeded
to examine the extent of the injuries she
had received. Though the blow had
been enough to stun her, the cut in her
head was not deep, and was soon bound
up. I could find no other bones broken,
just then, and sat down by the bed I'M
til she should come round.
In few seconds she opened her eyes,
and, seeing me, smiled family. "My
doctor" she whispered.
do you feel pain anywhere, Fairy
Does your head hurt you9 asked.
GA little, T" she replied /" but oh, l
feel so queer all over -
"She's like to, said one of the women,
Ftafter that fall. Here, darling, sit up
and drink this drop of water = bending
over her with cup and putting her arm
under the child's head.
Fairy tried to raise herself.
"Draw your feet up, my dear, " said
another, land try to sit up"
Fairy tried once more, but the feet
and body never moved.
ooh, my DOCTOR" she said, turning to
me, her blue eyes full of tears, 6 / can't.
feel as if I hadn't got no feet. can't
move my legs9" and her piteous looks
and tones struck my heart with alarm.
pushed the woman aside hastily, and
again bent over the girl. Fool that I
was had never thought of this /; and
my countenance showed my anxiety, for
all talking ceased, and every one watched
me eagerly. It was as had thought,
when her words suddenly struck on my
ears. There never could be more feeling
in her legs. She would never rise from
that bed again alive. The poor child's
back was broken, and life was but ques-
ton of a few hours at the most.
I turned away as / made this sad dis
covery, and my eyes were wet with tears.
els it very bad, doctor p said one of
the women in an awe-struck whisper.
$50 bad,' I replied huskily, +" that
she has not many hours to live"
The words went from mouth to mouth
all round the little room, and every eye
was moist.
After staying little while longer, and
giving such directions as thought best
for easing my little patient, I left, prom
Using to cali again at night. When I re-
TUNED the neighbors were still there,
but now on each side of the bed were
the father and mother of the dying
child. Yes, she YVES dying, dying fast.
I could see, as I entered, the painful
drawing of the face that betokens disso-
lution-painful to witness, mean,
though not always painful to the dying
one.
"Here's my doctor, murmured Fairy,
as came up to the bed. cam so very
i'll, doctorl They say am dying; but
that only means going up among all
those bright angels they tell us about,
up yonder. I don't see why / should
cry for that. have no pains at all. I
only feel sleepy. Let me put my head
on your arm, doctor. Dada, what are
you going for, dada9" she cried, as the