Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1879-02-13

mons mouth with less terror than
have touched that man.
He remained in Millville for about
ten days. At the end of that tim e
he began to sicken.
You have taken u heavy cold,
Andy. Queer freak this time of the
year, people said, meeting him on
the street. Bat he knew it was no
cold.
cit is time was going" thought
poor Andy. IN not give this
plague to anybody else, please God. -
But where should he 60 ? In MILL
vile he could not stay, if he would.
Tie would have been turned on 20
the street out of any hotel. There
WAS no hospital.
He hired a horse. I'm not go in
the train Ia scatter it, nor can | ston
in any house between here and
home"
"Home ,"
"Why, where shall l go :" cried
the poor bnY aloud, stopping his
horse in the middle of the road. If
he went to cid Dr. Scott lie could
probably find shelter for him some
where, but he as certainly would
tell his parents Of his whereabouts
And mother shall not know
not if die without seeing her ~
said Andy, with a sob.
There was a ruined old house
about three miles from Warren,
quite out of sight of any road. Audy
discovered it one day when nutting
with Duff. He would go there.
He dismounted and turned his
horse loose. 1t galloped homeward.
Then he climbed the hill to the
thick woods in which Was the lone
ly house.
Andy intended to see the doctor,
but after entering the house lie be-
came too faint, and for two days
and night he lay too i'll to have en-
ergy to revive. Then he awoke
from his half stupar, his senses COM
ing slowly back to him. He was
Oh heap Of straw. The broken
roof let i'll the sunlight, and the
shattered windows let in the fresh,
damp wind. Bat it grew dark to
the boys eyes.
This is DEATH" he muttered.
He must die like d)s here.
when they were all happy at home
Even yet, if he could creep to the
roadside, SO ne posser- by
mo, I'll not carry the pllgue to |
them" said Andy, stoutly, and |
then cried out like a baby, go, |
mother, mother ~
Old Duff had a habit, when he
was not asleep, or too lazy, of occa-
sionally prowling about tue woods
and lonely places in the vicinity of
the village. 1t 50 happened that on
this day, be was passing the old
house in which Andy lay, and hear
ing a movement there and a voice.
he first looked cautiously into the
window, and Notwithstanding the
ads svelled face, knew him by his
voice and clothes.
"Da Lord be good to de chile.
uyah am ole Duff -
The old black face was close 10
lis own. Andy threw up his arms
With cry of delight then he hesi-
ated.
cts the smallpox, Duff"
Duff read Whit he said, as usual.
" tn emotion Of his lips.
yah, smallpox. Un drefful
ad, too" with grave face. !
"Aren't You afraid 2" ,
"Orful afraid, Mass Andy"
$50 away then" turning his face
own.
NO, sab. If de Hohd chucks old
)uff under ground, it's kase he's ;
OF no better use foh him. Amt
luch account, nohow. Now, less
hats to be done. Duff was fust- ;
ate nuss onct on time"
Duff was first rate nurse still. =
D an hour he brought back bed, t
1od, medicines, and a doctor who 7
'ould keep his counsel. He mend t
1 the roof, the windows, by the f
elp of the doctor got cooking l
,ove. made a FIRE, cooked, sat up ,
Il night !; crowded as much work y
ito every day az had sufiiced him :.
,r years before.
THAT is a most faithful, hard 9
rork ing negro" said the doctor, .
ne day, Wien weeks had passed,
nd Andy was sitting up for the ;,
rst time. eff it had not been for :.
le you would haxe died"
II know it. When can We go ,
ONE ? When will it be safe, doc 7
Or 20
SIN two more weeks. What does :