The Red Cloud chief., 1876-03-30

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STAY there with her, and be on hand if
anything happens"
That isps good idea, but who Will
's'eou'" i
"You can help NE al / want. /
wouldn't allow anybody 10 do anything
but myself, anyhow, at such q time as
this"
Isaid I would feel mean to lie abel
and sleep, and leave her to watch and to!l
over our little patient all tie wesry
night. But she reconciled me TO il. So
ola Maria DEPARTED and took W her an
cient quarters in the nursery.
Penelope coughed twice in her sleep.
ooh, why don't the doctor come!
Mortimer, this DON is too warl. Thu
rom is certainly tOO warm. Turn eff
the register-quick"
l shut 1t off, glancing at the Their
mometer at the same time, and wonder
ing to myself if 70 was too warm for a
sick child.
The cOachman arrived from down
town now with the news that the ply
| stefan was ill and confined to his bed.
| Mrs. McWilliams turned a dead eye upon
me, and said in a dead voice, "There is
providence in it. 1t is fo,eordained.
| He never was sick before. Never. We
have not been living as We ought to
live. Mortimer, time and time again I
have told you so. Now you see the
result. Our child will never get well.
Be thankful if you can forgive yourself.
l never can forgive myself"
| said, without intent to hurt, but with
needless choice of words, that l could
not see that We had been living such an
abandoned life.
Mortimer" Do you want to bring
the judgment upon baby, tooG"
Then she began to cry, but suddenly
exclaimed, "The doctor must have sent
medicines!"
l said, "Certainly they are here.
was only waiting for you to give me a
chance"
swell, do give them to me! Dom:
you know that every moment is precious
now2 But what was the use in sending
medicines when he knows that the dis,
ease is incurablef"
l said that while there WIS life there
was hope.
"Hope! Mortimer, you know no more
what you are talking about than IN.
child unborn. If you would AS
live, the directors : S"o 'he 'eS-
Ill hour! Once IN hour
We had a whole year before Us to
s,ve the child IL! No. timer, please
hurry. Give the poor peIishing thing
II tablespoonful and try to be quick"
What. my dear, a tablespoonful might
--"D,n't drive me ffanticl r
There, there, there. my precious, my
own; its nasty, bitter stuff, but its yoot
for Nelly-good for mothers precious
dazzling; and it will make her we'll
There, there, there, pat me little head
on mammals breast and go 10 sleep. and
pretty soon-Oh, l know she cau't live
tili morning! Mortimer, a tah,esnoon
tul every half hour wiil--Oa. the
Child needs belladonna, too! | know
shed does and aconIte. Get them, Nor
timer. Now 60 let NE have nv way.
You know nothing about these things
We now went t. bed, placing the Glib
close 70 my wlfe's pillow. All this tur-
moil had worn upon me, and within two
minutes l WAS something more than half
asleep. Mrs. McWilliams reused me:
darling, is that register turned cnl"
"No."
II thought as much. Please turn it
on at once. This room is cold"
l turned it on, and presently fell
asleep again. l wa aroused once more.
"Desrie, would you mind moving the
crib to your side of the bed9 1t is nearer
the register"
l NOV d if, but had a collision with
the rug, and woke up the child. l dCzed
off once moro, while my vile quieiel
the sufferer. But in = little while these
words came muimuring remotely
through the fog of my drowsiness:
Mortimer, if We only had some goose
grease-wili you riDg7'
l climbed drearily out, and stepped on
q cat, which responded with a protest,
and would have got a convincing kick
for it, if a chair had no. got it instead. |
Now, Mortimer, why do you want TO
turn up the gas aud wake up the child
Because I want to see how much l
am hurt, Caroline"
swell, look at the chair, tool have !
no doubt it is ruined. Poor cat suppose
you had"
Now, am not going to suppos Sc any
thing about the cat. 1t never would
have occurredif Maria had been allowed
10 remain here and attend 10 these du-
ties, which are in her line, and are no,
mine"
snow, Mortimer, I should think you
would be ashamed to make q remark