The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1877-03-21
CHAPTER Nv.
when Soul Macy, after bathing his face,

present, though not alarmlngly. lie rec
ommended quiet, and left some Dover
powders, saying, as he went out ''We'u
bring him around in few days. His con-
stitution is superb ~
81 suppose some report ought to be made
to the military authorities" said Macy.
SHE was to be at his camp, he told us, on
Wednesday next, and, of course, he cannot
be moved. .
Depend upon it, that worries him %
said DR.. Plato, stepping back to the bed.
'FYoung man ~ he continued. ''Make up
your mind at once for sick furlough.
You're in hospital now, under ny Orders
1 shall report to headquarters on your
case ~
Revere smiled gratefully. 81 don't want
to be reported as a deserter, doctor 20 he
said.
"I'll report you as a rebel, if you don't
keep your mind easy, and not let Chicka--
hominy fever besiege you !" threatened
the surgeon.
81 had fever in Belle Isle prison, sir 20
said Revere. ''I'm afraid it's hanging on
q little yet"
eyes, yes !" said the surgeon. "Those
low fevers cling to a man But never
mind, my boy! Wen pull you through,
in few weeks -
Moss Cohen was greatly agitated over the
captains account Of what had happened.
He and Saul then had conversation to-
gether, the result of which was, that their
Golfer Of jewels was removed that day, from
its place OF insecure concealment, and Moss
Cohen found a more appropriate depository
for it, in vault down town.
Before making such disposition of the
Golfer, however, Saul Macy and Mr.. Cohen
closely inspected the lock-bolt of that side
door which the burglar had been working
on. To their surprise, they found it nearly
severed, so that little more labor must
have filed off the entire fastening, though it
was patent steel lock- Examining far
ther, they found the thick iron hinges which
hung the door, almost ready TO break in
pieces; both having been filed nearly
through. Continuing the scrutiny, Moss
from the grass-plot, and exclaimed: "A
watch spring saw! That's what cut the
steel bolt" But the saw was broken near
its handle; and they thus accounted for the
burglars abandonment of his work on the
lock-bolt, to attack the iron hinge-plates,
with that grating sound Revere had
heard.
''What stubbornness of purpose - was
Cohen's thought, reflected in Macy's face.
''The fellow must have been at it all the
evening, while we were enjoying ourselves .
said Saul.
''That was his mode of enjoyment" said
the Hebrew ''Your father said he struck
you hard blow with something-probably
the file he was using 1T must have been
heavy one to do this work. Where did ne
hit you, Saul ?''
''There's mark of his good intentions ~
said Macy, pushing back a thick side curl,
showing his left ear swollen and red, with
adhesive plaster uniting deep cash in its
cartilege. -..
''That was a clip which might have
cut your ear ofi' cried Cohen.
''It was meant to take effect higher ~
said Saul, lifting his hair, and disclosing
welt of abraded flesh, just over the left
temple, Yes - said Cohen, turning
This talk being outside of the stable
door, neither Moss Cohen, or Macy thought
of being heard But there was an anxious
listener near. Susie had come from the
house, anxious about her husband, who had
not seemed well in her eyes, as he sat quiet
at his hasty breakfast. She said to Saul:
''I'm afraid you are in pain somewhere,
dear You don't move your arm !"
She laid her hand lightly on his right
arm, which he had thrust into one pocket.
while inspecting the burglars work; and
Saul felta sudden tinge of pain.
"Oh, husband your dear arm is hurt,
I'm sure-you haven't taken your gown
off, Saul, in fact, Wore the dressing
gown he had slipped on, while smoking his
last cigar before bed, the night before
What that | hear?' asked DR.. Plato,
coming from the bedroom.
sob, doctor! Pm afraid my husband is
hurt badly % exclaimed Susie; for her ac-
customed glance saw s s)mething unusual In
that face SO much her study.
Saul smiled. GIVE no doubt the rogue
meant business !" he said, turning up the
wide sleeve of his gown, and disclosing
wet towel that he had bound below his
shoulder blade. DIR. Plato at once took the
cloth off, and looked first at the swollen
limb, and then very grayely at the owner
of it.
''Do you want to lose that left arm of
yours, sir ?'' he demanded, in a tone that
made Susie start, inflammation has set
in already.
81 didn't think it SO bad," said the
home-guard, who had treated this bruise,
as he thought it, in natural way, before
breakfast; by putting it under the water
faucet, and then bandaging it, under his
dressing gown, without saying word TO
his wife, for fear it might worry her.
Hardly had the strong man uttered his
apology, for what DIR. Plato might consider
"mal-practiee, tiIan he felt sudden
Qualm, as of nansea. and leaned heavily
against the stable wai--
Then mist rose, and all objects swan
before his eyes. His strength fled, and he
fell into Cohen's arms, interposed quickly.
Susie screamed, ard Amelia came running
down the garden walk, dropping the flow
ers she was gathering for another sick
man.
"Just like himl" said Moss Cohen.
'sNever thinking of himself at all!''
Pallid and unconscious, Saul Macy was
borne into the large apartment OF his sta lie,
and laid upon that old settee which still
kept its place upon the new floor. DR.. Pla-
to ordered stimulant, and prepared to
treat this fresh case, saying to Susie, Do
not alarm yourself: your husband is only
one more veteran on furlough for while!
''No man can bind up displaced shoul-
der bone without helpI" said the good doc
tor in professional criticism of such home
guard surgery. "lt's a wonder he didn't
faint hours ago. Cold water is well enough,
but cold air with it is just the reverse. "
And then Dr. Plato, after serering Saul's
shirt sleeve, clotted with sanguineous elu-
sion, proceeded first to bathe the limb IN
tepid water, and then, while the swoon
continued, compressed his own lips and the
patients shoulder-bone, under dry towel,
with such an iron grip, that Susie heard
snap and thought he had broken her poor
husbands S arm short of.
Saul Macy may have been impressed with
like conceit, in his stupor; for he almost
rolled off the settee In q sudden convuI-
sion, and opened his grey eyes with flash
in them.
Better than chloroform--this swoooni.
quoth DR.. Plato, grlmly, as he removed his
| hands from the infamed arm, leaving their
finger prints. Moss Cohen looked at the
resolute lines of that surgeon s face, and
| thought to himself; ssI'd rather be ehloro-
formed-under has way of setting bonesi"
''Heroic treatment, confess" said DR..
| Plato. surmisipg the old Hebrews opinion