The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1885-09-19

of the disease had proved Intellectual.
At last the town was quarantined.
When DR.. Graves was sent for a
second time it was discovered that he
had suddenly been called away con
business" He stayed away all winter.
DR.. George went back to his empty
office after seeing Tommy a second
time. He unpacked his little trunk
lighted a candle and began to read
a certain medical work. He read I'M
til midnight, until /, 2, 3 O'Clock, I'M
til the dawn of day-that found him
on his Bonded knees, prayerful, and
even fearful. He felt that there had
been given him work TO do-that a
change was coming in his life. lie
opened his well-worn little Bible and
read:
~ will not fail thee nor forsake
thee" and again he read: "Bestrong,
and again | say, be strong"
And he was strong.
His strength was as the strength of ten.
Because his heart was pure"
He became a tower of strength to
those stricken people. He was doctor,
nurse, consOler-moret than he thought
he ever should be to suffering Great
ureS.
His success with Tommy was as,
sured within few days, and others
came eagerly after him. His skill in
battling the disease was wonderful
Had he not the Heavenly help? There
were few deaths, and many people
came forth, their fair and blooming
cheeks unmarked by the dread disease
Mrs. Col. Giddings' beautiful daugh.
ter was stricken down while making
preparations to fly from the town.
Mrs. Giddings' own carriage came
for "old Joe Hixson's son." His con,
taminated presence was III her splen-
did parlors and in her daughter 5
dainty room. His skill and careful
watching brought her beautiful daugh-
ter forth with all her girlish loneliness
unframed.
He had hardly time to eat or sleep
for many days. His very presence
gave hope and courage to the suffer
ing.
He escaped the contagion, but when
his last case was dismissed he was ut
terly exhausted, and quietly left the
village for week or two of rest.
When he returned his heart sank
within him. In the window of one OF
the handsomest office-rOoms in the
town he saw the word physician" in
great letters of gold.
Handsome curtains were before the
windows. Everything indicated that
the newcomer had been a successful
man. He hardly dared to read the
name on the door. When he did he
read:
CDR George H. Hixson."
go long in and see wyou likeit,' "
said old Enoch Lampson, who stood
grinning on the pavement.
The amazed young doctor opened
the door and went into a beautiful Of
fee. A handsome carpet and rugs
covered the floor, walnut and mahog-
any chairs with velvet and plush cush,
ions were IN corners, a mahogany
table and secretary stood in the room,
pictures and ornaments were on the
wall, books filled a walnut bookcase
with a silken curtain. Back OF this
pretty room was one for a private of
flee, fitted up in the handsomest style
IL don't understand it," said Dr.
George.
Don't, hey?" queried old Enoch.
"Wall, hits little s'prise fixed up fer
you by Mrs. Col. Giddings, an the rest
Of us. Bout the hull town he'd fin
ger in hit. Hits all yer own, an all
paid fer. l reckon you hain't lost
nothin' by trustin' in the Lord. He
gin'rally brings His promise to pass,
you knot. L. Barbour, in Boston
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