Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1878-05-22

the misl aud twilight
II had hardly disappeared when q
little lad frrived with a note Tor
Ilelly,
"lt's from papa, said llelty, hurledly
opening 1t, aud reading allowed The
following brlei message,
DEAR GIRLs i-Old EldwOod IL very had,
and shall probably DO detained all night,
Lock up the house us usual, aud don't ex-
pcct me until come, Anectlonately,
INV,
'oh, dear said lIetty, blaakly I
and what Is To become of Dakins
child Z
i never saw such u glrlas you are
Ile,ty, said lovely Sibyl, with pettish
contraction Ot the brows, You're al
ways ShOulderlng other peoples tronb'
les, What is Dakin's chld to Us, Id
like TO know Z
But only think Of it Slhy', said
llelty, olasping her hands, a dear
little baby 'uiioca'ing TO death, all Tor
want Of the simplest remedies,
we cant helpit, said Sibyl, settling
back compoSedIy among her cush-
ions.
But | am not sure Ct that. said
llclly briskly, i know the remedies
papa uses for case OF Group aud how
to use them, I'll 90 myself.
'llelty, cried the elder sister, ARE
You crazy 2
Crazy p said Ilc,'y. No I'm only
ordinarily human, The child shan't
die it, can help it,
She went to her fathers drug closet,
opened it, and took out several little
vials.
Syrup ipecac, said Hetty, with n
little nod Of her head TO each.
Asactda, hive syrup. Simple rom-
edies, hut very cfiectual If taken in
time.
But Iletly,' pleaded Sibyl, you're
never going to walk, nobody knows
how far in all the rain ?
'Yes | am, said EIetty, buttooing
on capacious waterproof cloak, and
pulling the hood over hel bead.
And you don't even know where
these Dakins live.
yes, do. Its u biz red.brick
house, just beyond the woods by the
church. Papa showed it to me the
other day,
Full two miles away
Il cant help that, said Hetty.
And me all alone !
Sibyl's voice grew plaintive.
Il cant help that, either returned
Hetty, a little impaticntIy But don't
fret, Sib--I'll not be long
And out the brave little girl walked
into the tempcstuous twilight, with her
pockets full of medicine and the water
proof cloct buttoned snug around
her.
Not until she had left the friendly
light of her home far behind, and was
lost in the black, rustling depths of
the forest, where the dark boughs
met over her head, and ghostly whis-
per sounds went throug.i the dry {
leaves did Hetty's valiant heart begin S
to quail t
Even then she would not admit to
herself that she was in the least timid
out resolutely fixed her thoughts upon Il
Dakin's boy,' suffocating to death 1
With Group, ana quickened her fopt- /
steps as she did So.
Darker and darker it grew-lonelier s
md lonelier; but Hetty pressed reso-
utely on, until dreuched with rain and
eady to drop with the fatigue of T.
making her way through muddy roads p
gainst the wind, she knocked at the I
|oor of Squire Dakin's red-brick n
louse. G.
An elderly woman opened it. n
is it the doctor 2 said she, eagerly. al
No., said Hetty; 'but it's the doc h
ors daughter NJ
Lords sake alive !! said the woman q,
espairingly what good can you do, al
nd him so mortal bad I? NJ
"A great deal, said Hetty, Let me
ONE in, tyou please. l understand
~ fathers treatment, and have some OF
,edicine.' I'll
AT this the woman stood back, mo- Ia
onug toward the stairway, and Hetty o,
an up aud entered the sick room with b,
confidence born of her womanly n,
ourage and kindness. v,
But it was no Graded babe or plump =.
,uryear.old who lay tn 're. 'Dakin's m
oy was one and-twenty at. the very +
last, pale and handsome, with closed Ii