The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1880-11-24

1 tuthk so now. lnere Is an opening IN st.
Francesca's hospital. A good home and one
dollar per day."
As nurse, doctor?"
"As nurse.''
And | shall see you sometimes"
'Frequently--twicea week at least"
{ IIilda pondercd a second or two, and then
came forward with eistening eyes, and red
lips apart.
Doctor. will try it, she said.
And so Clement Harrison's granddaughter
sdonned the little muslin cap, print dress aud
white, ruffied apron of the st. Franciscan
corps of nurses, and set diligently to work
earning her own living.
A year passed by, and Dr. Wallace sent
word that nurse was wanted Tor small pox
case in the city. The Sister Superior looked
obviously at her women.
{. " Who will goa" said she.
Hilda Harrison stepped forward.
81 WILL" said she. al have no fears of
the contagion, and want to add to my ex-
perience."
So little Hilda packed her bag and went.
palace was wringing her hands, half terrified
out of her senses the other servants had
taken precipitatc leave.
"And Miss Lennox went this morning"
she said. 81 should think she might have
stayed.'
"Who is Miss Lennoxe' questioned inno-
cent IIilda.
1.-THE old gentlemans granddaughter that
he had brought up and petted like cosset
lamb" said Mrs. Hurst. "Oh, the ingrat-
tnde of some folks And if Judge Harrison
dies"
Hilda looked up quickly from the bottles of
carbolic acid she was unpacking.
"Is this Judge Harrison's house ?" she
asked.
q" Why, of course 1t is. Didn't you know p"
answered Mrs. Hurst.
(" No. didn't know" said Hilda. "But,
of course it makes no difference whose house
it is"
Who are youp Judge Harrison asked,
hoarsely, as the light foot crossed the thresh-
old.
81 am the nurse sent from St. Francescas.
They call me Hilda."
"Hilda what2"
''Never mind my other name," said the
young girl, with gentle authority that bad
come to her with months Of practice at the
weary sick beds. " They call me Hilda, and
you are not TO talk and excite yourself"
''Do you know you are running a great
risk ?"
" 1t is my business TO run risks"
Three weeks elapsed. The crisis of the
disease was past. The old man, weakened
indeed, and sadly disfgured was able once
more to sit up in his easy chair and Hilda,
who had watched over him with vigilance
and tenderness which he fully appreciated,
was arranging fresh flowers in vase on the
table.
I" IIilda, where has my granddaughter
Marian been all this time? - he asked,
slowly.
She went away, sir, when you were first
taken i'll. She was afraid Of the disease"
And she left me?"
"And left you, sir.''
There was gratitude /" he muttered,
hoarsely. Sand when is she coming back ? 4"
Hilda laid down her roses, and looked with
pathetic, feeling eyes at him.
She will not come back at all, sir. We
dared not tell you before, but--but her flight
was in vain. She died Of small pox last
week."
The old man turned away with smothered
groan.
''Hilda," said lie, "you will stay with
meP You will not leave me alone2 Nay.
do not speak. know who you are. rec
ognized yonr name when you first came. You
have looked at me with your fathers eyes
many time since. Iiilda, / think God has
sent you to me-"
"Oh, grandpapa And Hilda knelt
weeping, beside bis chair, scarcely able to be-
leve that his loving arms were around her
neck bis tears dropping on her brow. "Oh,
dear grandpapa have SO loDged for some
one to love--for some one to love me =
And good little DIR. Hooper was we'll salts
fed with the result of Hilda's experiment at
earning her own living.
" Heaven manages these things better than
we do" thought he, as he remembered his
attempt at softening Judge Harrison's finty
heart more than year before.
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