Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1890-05-02

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N tMA by hustle in the
street and cry
Here's doctor! Ring the bell!"
BY the time the ring was answered
[ was wide awake and had my ''pro
fessional expression on. Two men
came in, and one held in his arms q
limp, senseless figure, a boy, about
years old, covered with the blood
lowing from a cash in his head. ]
took the little fellow in my own arms
and carried him to the sofa, while the
men brought me water and seemed
deeply interested in all my move
ments.
A broken arm and a deep cut on
the head kept me busy some time,
but at last my little patient was
made as comfortable as possible,
and was moaning with recovering
consciousness.
"Have you far to carry him?" l
asked one of the men.
"We don't own him." was the an
swer. "He was a-running across the
street and a horse kicked him over.
Jim, here" indicating his compan-
ion, che picked him up, and l come
along to help find a doctor, cause
Jim can't read"
Needn't a-shoved that inl"
growled Jim turning red. "Poor
little chap, how he groansl'
Twill give him something to quiet
him presently" l said, "and will
send word to the station house if his
name is not on his cloth s."
The men departed and l lifted my
charge once more and went upstairs
to my mothers room, over the sur
gerry.
1t did not take many minutes to
enlist her sympathies, and we I'M
dressed the child and put him in her
wide bed, hoping to find some mark
upon his clothing. There was none,
and when saw this l spoke frankly.
'Mother there is just one chance for
the little fellows life, and that is
perfect quiet. He will have fever,
probably be delirious, and to carry
him to a hospital or even to his own
home. may be fatal. will send to
the station house, and then"
"Yon know will nurse him, John"
my mother said. "If his mother
comes, she must do as she thinks
best but, until she does come, leave
him to me-"
wrote q description of the child s
long brown curls and brown eyes, of
the delicate suit of clothes in which
he was dressed, and sent it to the
station house. No call being made
in three days, | advertised him for a
week. and still he was not claimed.
1t was very strange, for the child s
pure, delicate skin and dainty cloth
ing Seemed to mark him as the child
OF wealth.
But while he lay unknown, my lit
tie patient was struggling hard for
life against fever and Injuries. He
was delirious for many days, calling
pitifully for 'Mamma-preuty mann
NAL" begging her not to go away,
and making our hearts ache by often
crying. "Oh, Aunt Lucy, don't beat
Freddie! Freddie will be goodp or
"Grandma, grandma, don't, don't"
in cries of extreme terror.
Mother would get so excited with
Indignation over those cries, that
saw the child had won a fond place
in her warm heart.
"He has been ill-treated, John, the
pretty darlingr' she would say.
hope tie cruel people who could hurt
such baby will never find him
again"
The second week of his stay with
us was closing and Freddie had re-
gained his reason and was on tn 3
road to recovery, when one morning
a carriage dashed up to my door and
two ladies alighted.
They wore rustlng silks of the lat
est fashion and were evidently mother
and daughter. The younger lady was
very beautiful, a perfect blonde and
dressed in exquisite taste.
"Dr. MORRILL," inquired the elder
lady.
| bowed.
eve called in answer to an adver-
tisement regarding a child, my grand
son. You will probably think it
strange we have not been here before,
but we were obliged to leave town the
day before he was lost and have just
returned. The nurse who had him in
charge ran away, and while we sup
posed him safe at home he has been
lying in a hospital, perhaps dying"
ave were nearly distracted on our
return" said the young lady, "when
we missed our darling; but an inquiry
at the station house sent us here.
The officer also showed us your ad-
vertisement. Where is our dear
child?"
"He is here" l answered, "under
my mothers care, and, / am happy
to say, doing we'll"
An unmistakable look of disap.
pointment crossed the faces ofmy Wis.,
itors, but the elder one said, 'Can we
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