Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser., 1889-05-24

whate an oats an bread crumbs. o.,
dear! me head is Dustin, SO ties. I'm
sheverin' an | can't get warrum.
Shure, if had wan O thin yalla-" ~
"Niver moind the burds. Mickey.
you're sick. Ye got yer fate wet an
We fev' yer back load o cOwld now.
But niver moind. acushla. I'll soon fix
We. I'll soak yer fate in hot wather
an mustard, so will. Ye shall have
a dhrop o hot dhrink. Whin ye're in
bed I'll cover We wild me warrum fam
MIN petticoat. ashore. Ye Ii be bet
ther in III mornin'."
But when Mr.. Finn came home in
the evening he was sent off in haste
after ..Dr. Chorker. the doctor as amt
hazard on ih' poor" rs Mr.. Finn said.
For little Mike had a high fever and
was raving about the little yalla
birds" which in fancy he saw sitting
on the foot of his trundle bed. When
the doctor arrived he felt of the bound
ing pulse and heated brow of the suf-
ferer.
I'm afraid it's a case of pneumon-
la"
"Newmonya!" exclaimed Mrs. Finn.
in horror. Faith yere mistakin' wild
all yer larnin'. Thare's no dog afther
bitin' NV Mickey. No, no. docther,
dear. Faix yer 4 smart man, SO ye
are. an devils the wan'll deny it; but
it S not the newmonya, it's not that.
Arrah, doctor, say it's bad cowled he
has jist, an no ni"rc!'
the doctor smiled at Mrs. Finns'
misconceptions. but his face became
tender and grave when he looked
into the anxious mot er's face raised
to his. He did not violate the truth
or his skill as physician when he re-
piled:
That's just what ails him, Mrs.
Finn. He has bad cold and nothing
more"
"Oh. thought We were foolin' me.
docther. dear. Settled in his bones, /
suppose''
'.ln his chest"
"Ah. ha! in his chest is it? Well.
I'll soon have it ont of thare with flax
seed. But, dye know he has some-
thing on his moind. dye see: docther?
His lips is mutterin' an' he that dis
thrcssed he does he kickin' the. nice
warrum fannin' petticoat off the bed.
SO he does"
He isn't in love. is hep joked the
doctor.
mo. It's all about tn little yalla
burds he seen down be Pether Dol
ans. think if he had wan u thin
he'd be cured eutoirely without the
haxsced.''
In u few minutes the doctor was in
- .,,sf
the canaries. He knew that the sight
of one of the featlicred songsters
when the boy awoke from his deliri UNI
would do more to hasten his recovery
than any medicine from the mineral
or vegetable Kingdom. As he drove
slowly up The Oid, Point rnad. thinking
how canary or two could be procured
for the boy. an idea came to l. III which
seemed like an inspiration. lie slap
ped his knees gleefully and laughed
inwardly. as he said. Ats just the
thing. It's cheap. and the mother and
boy will be delighted"
Many were the slecpless viglls Ut
Mrs. Finn at the bedside of ner boy.
Tenderly she soothed his heated brow.
Carefully she watched the cracked
kitchen stove and saw that the room
was kept at the proper temperature.
How exact was she as to the time
for giving him his medicine only n
mother similarly situated can fully APP
preciate. Many morning did the ell
der Finn 60 without his breakfast rath-
er than To disturb the fevercd slumber-
er. Even the goat seemed subdued
during that critical period. At least
Mrs. Finn thought SO. although 1t was
probably faucy on her part.
The crisis came at last. One morn
ing the light was trying to steal
through crack in the closed blinds
| when The doctor came. He carried a
bird cage in his hand. which was GOV.
cred with paper. He looked mt the
sick boy and told his mother that a
few hours would seal his fate.
While little Mike slept the doctor
stepped on chair and hung the cage
| on n nail over the window. The blinds
were open now so that the cage and
its contents would be distinctly visible
| from the bed
Worn with her long siege of sleep
less nights. Mrs. Finn dropped ASLEEP
| in her chair. and was awakened by q
feeble chuckle of delight Rusins
her eyes to the bed. they rested or
the wan face of her boy, radiant with
light. He was looking at the cage.
LUX. lux. mother" he cried. feebly
but excitediv. There's three o thin
burds from Peter Dolan's-a yalla wan
| an red wan. an blue wan. Die
| you buy thin. mother?"
mo. tn doctor brung thin, lad
Now, you must go to slape."
The crisis had passed. and little Mike
improved rapidly. When the doctor
came that evening Mrs Finn met him
at the door with her finger upon hel
lip.
As the door of the sick room opened
to the doctor the goat slipped in be
fore him and nosed around among tne
medicine bottles standing on chair
| till they all fell upon the floor and
broke. Then Billy contentedly. ate
several hundred pellets of aconite and
bella donna, while the boy sat upin bed
and grinned in delight.
| "iI"w is hep" said the doctor.
| ..Shure. he's worth tin dead b'ys,
said the delighted mother. lit was
tn little bur,ls rs did it, Bnt amt YOU
| "A foine decaivrr t he paintin' little
| chicks wild red an blue an yaller paint
an passin 'em off for canaries!'-
| OiildI.a World.