The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1890-08-07

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crimson stained her cheeks) she loved
him. She had almost loved him before
The knew him-this hitherto unknown
nero who had saved Uncle Jim's life-
md his grave, tender, chivalrous thought
and care for her had done the rest. She
knew now why the past few days had
seemed 90 strangely happy to heri and
why the possibility Of his illness ending
fatally filed her with such q terrified,
dreary sense Of desolation-
He opened his eyes languidly as the
door opened, and dark flush rose to his
face when he saw who his visitor was
Bis lips moved, but soundlessly, and he
made a weak gesture as though to mo
ton her away from him.
"Hushi you must not try to talk, " she
said very calmly and steadily. "I am
going to take care Of you until Mr.. Car
ruthers comes back. He has gone to
Princetown for doctor. The snow Is
rapidly melting, and It has begun to
rain, so he will not be very long away.
You need not fear infection for me, she
added, noting the distressed anxiety in
his eyes: ~ have nursed people with
| diphtheria before and never taken It."
Then she moistened his lips with brandy,
shook up his pillows and gently sponged
his face and hands. He was too
weak to gainsay her; indeed, he
appeared to grow momentarily
weaker; his breath came In short,
quick gasps, and after time he hardly
seemed to notice that she was in the
room.
With choking sob she went back to
tho sitting room. There was nothing
she could do-nothing. Only wait. Al
most mechanically she cleared the break.
fast table, and turned her attention to
tho fire, which had burned rather low.
Carruthers would be cold and wet when
ho came back, she remembered. When
he camo back2 Would he get back in
time? Could he? She absently crumpled
up piece of an old newspaper, and was
about to thrust 1t between the bars Of
tho CRATE, to coax the dying fire, when q
few Of the printed words caught her at
tention. Smoothing out the paper, she
hastily scanned the paragraph, which
| ran thus:
"Tho value Of common flowers Of sui
phur in cases of malignant sore throat Is
becoming daily more fully recognized
by the medical faculty. Even In the
last stage Of diphtheria, when used as O
gargle, or in extreme cases-where the
patient is unable to gargle-sprayed
upon the throat, 1t has been known to
eat away the false membrane which is
the peculiar characteristic Of this dis
ease, and give speedy relief" Then fol-
lowed directions as to use, etc.
Leslie dropped the paper, and rose
quickly to her feet She stood quite
still for o minute or two, pressing her
hands to the sides Of her head In con-
fused, anxious thought. Where had she
seen little paper packet labeled GLOW
ers Of Sulphur In another moment she
was in the kitchen, wildly rummaging
In the drawers. After searching In vain
for some time, she suddenly, and with
quick little cry, pounced upon small,
crushed up paper packet at the back Of
one Of the shelves. Il was labeled
"Flowers Of Sulphur" There was not
much, but there was enough. She put
teaspoonful In o wineglass, and filed
II up with water, for milk she had none.
The sulphur obstinately floated on the
top, Of course; so she mixed Il after O
fashion with her finger. Then she went
back to Darrell. He shook his head
when she explained to him what she
wanted him to do. He was feeling too
horribly weak to desire anything but to
be left alone.
"But see," she pleaded, ~ don't want
you even to try to swallow II. Just hold
It in your mouth, and let 1t Lie on your
throat only for few seconds. / will
lift your head Ahi will you not try
just to please meS"
Her eyes were full Of tears; and Dar-
rell seeing them-and because he loved
her so he could have refused her nothing
did as she bade him, not once, but
many times. Without going into further
medical details, 1 may say that the rem
edy had the desired effect. In the course
of few hours he was able to speak,
though only in a whisper, and in an
other hour could swallow q little soup.
This last was painful to him be-
yond expression, but he would not
for worlds have grieved his gentle
nurse by saying so. He asked
anxiously once or twice II Carruthers had
returned, and Leslie went again and
again to the outer door to sec II there
was any sign Of him. But all was still,
savefor the drip Of the fast melting snow
from the roof and the surrounding out
houses.
The day wore on and died; and still
Carruthers did not come back. Leslie
Lit the little lantern and placed It In the
loft window. Then she made herself q
cup Of coffee, for she had tasted nothing
since breakfast time.
81 am horribly anxious about you,"
Darrell murmured restlessly, when he
had watched her light tho candle, sweep
up the hearth, and prepare to torture him
with more sulphur. ~ ought not to
allow you to come near me, but
"But you can't help yourself, you sec,"
sho said with q miserable little attempt
at gayety, as she lifted his head on her
arm.
Dear little child" he whispered, look
ing up at her with q sad tenderness In
his sunken eyes. "How can thank you
for oil you have done for me2 II Iget
WE'LL shall owe my life to you"
Leslie laid his head gently back on tho
pillows again. Then, quite suddenly,
she burst into tears and ran out Of the
room. Darrell thought she was anxious
about CaETutherS' safety, and be turned
over and hid his face on his arm with o
weary Sigh. For himself, he didn't
much care Just then whether he got
well or whether he didn't Indeed, II
hn had had mn nhnion hn s.nn,lh