Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1889-12-27

She removed her dainty looking
cuffs, and then took off her aunt's
shoe and stocking.
1T is considerably swollen she
said.
81 am not surprised, replied Mrs.
Henderson. you'll find bottle of
liniment in the cupboard yonder."
81 wouldn't put liniment on it
just yet" advised Fanny. "Have
you any sugar of lead?"
Very likely. Look in that med
icine box in the cupboard. There's
little of everything there, almost.
Fanny found the sugar of lead,
and then some linen suitable for q
bandage. She put the sugar of lead
in basin, added cold water, soaked
the bandage in it and then wrapped
it around the swollen ankle. She
went about it like n professional
nurse.
"That feels very cooling" Mrs.
Henderson greatfully said.
"There is nothing reduces swelling
like sugar of lead water" replied
Fanny. iii wet the bandage every
now and then with it. just you re
main quiet, dearie, and don't bother
Yourself about anything You have
"No, child" Mrs. Henderson said.
I'VE cannot afford to keep one
"Illget uncle his dinner" announc-
ed Fanny.
neutrality-suspicious. his dinner!'
repeated Mrs. Henderson.
Fanny noticed the incredulity in
her tone, laughed prettily and said:
"Why shouldn't l? If you will al
low me to skirmish around I'll man.
age to find things. However, it
isn't near dinner time yet. When
went to the kitchen for the basin,
saw you had sprinkled the clothes.
Shall iron them?"
She saw the odd smile that came
to her tired aunt's lips and correctly
interpreted it.
maybe you think l can't from"
she pleasantly said. Gust you wait
and see."
"But the dress you have on, Miss
Atwood? IT
"Was selected for service" complet-
ed Fanny. ''Of course I'll put on
one OF your aprons"
When George Henderson returned
from his errand he heard some one
singing cheerily in the kitchen. He
stepped in and saw his niece ironing
away rs deity as il she had spent
the best part of her life at it. She
made such pretty picture that he
stood still and looked at her.
"How do you do, uncle?" a twinkle
of merriment in her brown eyes; then
she went and kissed him, standing on
tip-toe to do so.
"Pm glad you've come, Fanny" he
said with heartiness. 81 suppose
Matte explained why l did not meet
you at the station? But why are you
ironing? Where is Matter"
'She is lying down, uncle. She fell
and sprained her ankle"
Mr. Henderson stepped into the sit
ting room, look of concern on his
face.
"Why, dear, how did this hap
penn"
"Oh, how does anything happen?"
she replied a little ENORMOUSLY.
Through my own awkwardness, no
doubt. almost tainted, the pain
was SO great"
docs it pain you now, dear?"
81 am glad to say that it doesn't"
"I'll battle it in sugar of lead wa
ter" he said. "There isn't anything
better"
Fanny has already done that"
replied the wife. at was her own
suggestion"
"Oh," calculated Mr.. Henderson,
with increasing appreciation of his
niece.
"And she insists upon ironing. A
pretty mess she'll make OF it,
"Well, maybe not" Mr.. Henderson
said in quiet tone. Il watched her
a little while. Matte, you are a
good ironer, but she is your equal"
''Oh, nonsense GeorgeP' exclaimed
his wife. "Reared in the city, as she
has BEEN
Didn't necessarily make her a lazy,
silly, novel reading imbecile," inter-
rupted her husband. Perhaps we
haven't been just to Fanny l think
she is a solid, energetic, capable sort
of girl. and it is lucky that she
came"
"Well, l hope it may prove So"
doubtingly rejoined the wife.
George, there's the butter!'
"I'll churn that" he said. "We'n
get along. just you keep your mind
at ease. You will get about much
sooner if you do"
Fanny Atwood prepared dinner,
now and then slipping into the sit
ting room to wet the bandage. and
to chat in her CHEEKY way with her
patient.
On the third day Mrs. Henderson
was able to hobble to the kitchen,
where she found everything in excel
tent order.
Look at my currentjelly," Fanny
proudly said, as she held up one of
the glass jars to the light. 1t was
translucent'andb bright as ruby tinted
wine.
at is very nice," Mrs Henderson
said. "How much sugar did you
take?"
Pound for pound, replied Fanny,
81 wasn't extravaganza, was I?''
"You were WISE" her amt said
with q smile.
She opened the door leading into
tho oallar