Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1885-08-27

medicine she KEEP: at hand, Jacks face
looked in at the door.
''Sick, hain't she?" he whispered.
.Ohp'
The house shook as a peal of thun-
der, like the boom of guns, cracked
about it, and Miss Jane cried out, for
the bottle fell from her hand and shat
tered on the floor.
''Hain't ye got no more?" asked
Jack. Il can 60 to the 'potecary's OF
to the Doctors. I know where the doc
tor lives"
Miss Jane didn't answer.
1t would be dire cruelty to send that
morsel of humanity out in such storm,
but Calista-
Before she could collect her thoughts
the rain beat heavily in at the open
door, and Jack was gone.
She sprang out to call after him tc
60 by the road and not by the stepping.
stones; but the wind rushed round the
house and carried her words away, and
Jack, with Snap at his heels, had been
swallowed up by the night Jack had
been in Stoneham long enough to know
that it was half mile to DIR. Mcintyre s
by the road. while the path that led on
the stepping-stones across Mad Brook
was only half as far.
'WeIl 60 over the steppin' stones,
for may be she's a-dyin'." said Jack to
Snap, and Snap responded by little
howl as they fled down the path.
DR.. Mcintyre was sick himself, and
young DR.. Harry had driven off to Dob,
adj to set a mans leg, but Mrs. Wood.
bury, the housekeeper, and the old doc
tor together put up the medicine which,
as Mrs. Woodbury. said, always fetched
Mrs. Emmons right round when she
had them spells; but Pm afraid you'll
tumble down and spill it, you poor little
DEAR" the kind woman added.
Jack pulled bit of dirty string from
his pocket for answer. and made the
bottle fast to Snaps neck.
"He can't tumble down." said the
little master, but Mrs. Woodbury. wa:
only divided as to the risks.
Nothing better presented itself, how
ever, SO she obviously rolled the pow
ders in a bit of oiled silk, and started
the two homeward, with very Little hope
the medicine would reach there, if the
boy and dog d d.
Mad Brook was roaring when the dog
reached it, fOaming over the stepping
stones, but the moon was struggling
out now, and showed tree blown
across from bank to bank.
keep close to me, old fellow" sad
Jack, starting nimbly across Almost
over, q dead branch snapped, and Jack
fell He caught limb with each hand.
and drew himself half out of the water;
but the boughs swayed and creaked,
and threatened to break, and Jack dare
trust them no further.
''She's got to have the 'potecary
stuff" he said. pulling the roll out OF
his pocket, while he held unstead ly by
one hand. '.Here, Snap, take it an 60
home" Snap howled, but Jack re-
peated the command, and Snap trotted
to the shore, laid down his bundle, and
howled again.
go home," repeated Jack, in his
sternest tone, and Jack word was law
to Snap; so he picked up his roll, and
three minutes later, wet, dirty and pant
ing, lad it at Miss James feet, as she
opened the door for perhaps the hun
dredth time to look and listen.
With trembling hands she took the
bundle and united the. bottle, and, as
soon as Calista's agony was relieved,
with terror of she knew not what, she
sped down the hill with Snat, just as
the day, fair and smiling, peeped over
the hills.
''She's alvin P'' called feeble voice
from the water:
Not a word in answer said Miss Jane,
but she marched straight into the brook.
and, taking Jack in her arms. put him
on the ground.
Il couldn't hold much longer" said
he, and dropped at her feet.
Two or three day. afterward the
minister came round 10 ask if Jack
would be ready to 90 back with the
other children. '.No," said Miss Jane,
abruptly: Il can't let him go, and
Calista, she wants him, an we'll keep
him spell longer. I guess, by what
he tells about his aunt he lives with,
there won't be any trouble there"
"Bless the Lord, sister!' said the
minister, earnestly. He had heard tn Q
story of Mad Brook.
This spring Miss Jane, with a BEAM
ing face, put down her name for four
children to spend two weeks with her.
Jack and Calista will enjoy it," said
she, apologetically.
"How about Snap?" laughed the
minister.
There, ain t he the KNOWN est little
thing you ever saw" exclaimed Miss
Jane, with enthusiasm, and the minis
ter assented; and she walked home,
murmuring: "What mess O. vittles
you'd "a upset, Jane Sewall. if the
Lord had let you had your own way"
-Annie N. Libby, in Christian Union.
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