McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1885-05-21

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and Emmy never went to sleep at this
time in the day. A dull red coal wink
ed among the ashes. Charly saw it and
Strengthened Emmy up with a little
shake.
eve will have funny fire." said
she, with catch in her voice. Bring
the-box, joey"
ooh, Charly, mol"
EYES," said Charly. "I can make
plenty more. Wake up, Emmy"
And in a minute Emmy was wide
awake enough to see tiny bright blaze
upon the hearth. They burned the
box first and then the pretty carvings
one by one. All too soon they were
gone, and there only remained only a
few ashes.
"I'm just as cold," whimpered Dean.
"rm sleepy, too, Charly."
"Well, you shall go to Sleep" said
Charly; "and when you wake up know
they'll be here. But we'll have some
nice fun first. Who wants doughnut ?"
"Oh, Charly Grace, you haven't got
one"
eyes [ have" returned Charly with a
triumphant little laugh. "I saved these
out of mine" She stood Emmy on the
hearth and hobbled as briskly as could
be across the floor, placing two chairs.
one at each end of the room. "Now
you run race around those two chairs
till say it's enough, and I'll give you
one apiece. Run just as fast as you can. I"
At first the children demurred, they
were so cramped and tired and drowsy;
but the sight of three brown, delicious
looking cakes which Charly produced
from her pockets nerved them to action.
Around and around the chairs they ran,
Joe ahead Emmy in the rear, breathing
out little clouds of steam. And Charly
laughed and clapped her hands and
cheered them on, until at last they
stopped from sheer fatigue, putting like
three small locomotives, and with their
pulses beating in lively way.
in, all of YOU" she said; "then I'll give
you your cakes. [ know they'll be here
when you wake up"
She tucked them in warmly, and
then she went back to her chair.
She put the end of her crutches
upon two or three live Goals and
blew them into tiny blaze. Pretty
soon, when she had warmed herself
little, she would creep in beside Emmy.
She listened to the deep regular breath
ing from the bed.
"They are going to Sleep" she muir
INJURED. Give done the best 1 could
the best could"
The words echoed from the walls of
The cold little room, and rang them
selves over and over in her brain. How
warm the place was growing and how
lark. She thought she would crawl
over to the bed ard get in with Emmy
md Dean and Joe. But she did not
stir.
She sat there still. white little fig
Ire, with pair of half-burned crutches
1t her feet, when less than an hour lat
er man with frosty beard and hair
'orced himself through the snowbank at
he door. 1t was Mr.. Grace, alone, for
he storm had rendered the roads i'm
and he had tramped the Whole
distance from Dunbar Corner upon
'nowshoes. 1t was a long, wearying
walk, no doubt, and he had been about
t two days. But when he opened the
loor Of his home he forgot it all. In
ess than minute he had made kind
ing wood of one of the chairs, and in
mother one or two q brisk fire was
caring on the hearth, and Mr.. Grace, in
errible fear, was rubbing Charly's
lands and forcing some brandy from
he little flask he carried down her
hroat. She opened her eyes presently,
md looked up into the kind face above
Ter in bewildered way.
"Emmy-Dean- Joe-are-"
Gall right-all right" yelled Mr..
Grace, nearly beside himself with de-
light and then he went down upon his
,nees before Charly and cried, Were
III right, my dear
And so, indeed they were. I haven't
pace to tell you all that happened
What Mrs. Grace said and did when she
anne, a few days later, with the well
ONE news that grandmamma was bet
er, and heard what Mr.. Grace had al
eady heard from Joe and Emmy and
Dean: how the story was told through |
tut the settlement over and over, and
low Charly WAS praised on all sides;
Tor how the people of Grand Fork,
he little village five miles below, got
Up fair for Charly's benefit, which
ave her enough to take her to DR.. Les
er that very next spring. And though |
)r. Lester could not entirely cure her,
he weak little limbs grew so much
tronger and better that she was
,ble, to walk without crutches.
" Gmping a very little. When
Or. Lester, too, came to hear who
Jharly was, for the story of the win
er's day had already reached his ears,
le refused to take his fee, but, instead, |
dded to the little roll of bills and put it |
q the bank-for Charly.
"She will want to go to school in
little WHILE" said he. 81 think she
aust study art"
"Why, what makes every one so good
0 me?" asked Charly with happy |
ears; II didn't do anything"
Didn't you?" asked Mrs. Grace, in
eturn, kissing the glad little face
didn't you?"
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