The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1890-08-07

not move, but that was no wonder, for she was
| so tightly strapped and bound up. On a bed, TOO.
"Where, where 2" she repeate gasDing.
"In tile hospital dear chd' answered the
| nurse. mo, do not talk. We are gong to tase
| great care of you"
Nlilly sighed and shut her eyes for what seemed
| Scl0uS again she saw something lay between her
| hngers-it was her own precious bunch of fiow-
ers How quickly 1t had wiiheied, though. She
| tried to lift her hand. bull could not. She was
| afraid she had done wrong, even TO try. But no
one was needing her. Two shadowy figures were
| talking near her bed
''She was SO lame, poor dear, she could not
run. And the great dray-horse knocked her
| down and the wheel ran over her,"
"The little humpback boy did his best to save
her, but he ran up loo lale-it was plucky
-" He seems very fond Of her-he will break his
heart II she dies"
"Hushl lest she should hear YOU"
Milly had heard IL all II scarcely affected
her, nevertheless scarcely seemed to concern
her In fact.
Was this MANNED, motionless thing on The hos.
pllal bed herself, ailly the clever little needle
woman Was IL she who had dwell opposite the
florists window? She opened her eyes vet
wider; II seemed little lighter now. Was this
who had sighed and groaned around her; she
had not noticed them before, II tired her TO
watch them now; had they all been run over In
the street? she maryeied. What sad, sad faces!
What room full OF pain!
Clean II was everywhere. with tidy white bed
clothes and wbitewashed walls, aud the sunshine
coming IN so that her head ached she had never
been used 10 much light OIL air. Nor to straug-
ers, strange faces strange voices. Ali. where
in her danger?
The tears began to trickle slowly down the
chlld's pale cheeks.
What is 1t, drar?" asked the nurse.
"Jim." said Mllly, with quiyerlng lips. "Oh,
my llttle Jimmy own little Jiml"
" he shall come 10 you, ptesently-yes, very
| ul - ~ nfna moi
Tie nurse muImured something TO another
nurse.
" OF course; there is no time to lose." was the
answer
But Milly heard net this.
The nurse returned
Shall read to you ?" she asked. care YOU
in too much pain 10 lislen?"
be about flowers"
About fiuwarsY'' said the nurse
eyes, about flowers" returned The child.
0IeamlnRy. Are there flowers In heaYen?p
"SuTelyi and we know that 1t Is Gods garden.
az ne gamers them ihere-even the poorest child
flowers OF THIS earth"
Then there was cry.
On, Mlily, My! Oh! you Will not die! Oh,
promise l1e that you'll not diel'
1t was Jlm-Jim who had pressed close to the
bed who was sObbDg as If his heart must bursr
lie stretched out his little, wan hands. The doc.
tor held him bacK, aud sought 10 quiet him The
weary occupants Of other beds raised them
selves up and Tried TO see the TWO children
Mllly moved AS much as she was able. A gray
uniecognZa6le. and sharp anguish distorted her
features. Was this death? She knew not-she
had no time TO think. Only for him-only for
Jim, The poor, homeless friendless little cross
ing-sweeper, lie VINO had risked his own life for
her-Milly's temples throbbed with tumulluous
thoughts.
ION, MllIy, speakr' cried The boy, in agony
"Why couldn't l die for you?''
II am glad" murmured Millys lips tremu-
lousy.
Blu! Pm not. Oh, It's cruel of you TO be glad
when Pm so sorry! On, hate, hate, hate my
self, that couldn't save YOU Ii had only been
stronger"
FLUSH, husb." said the doctor and the nurse
.Hush!" seemed 10 say an Invisible presence
The young girls head had fallen back upon
the pillows; the pain was passing out of her
face. She turned yet more toward her little
friend.
ION, JIM" she gasped, dear Jim'-and then.
more family stlll The howers-the flowers
Trims, Jim, in heaven the flowers-never-dle!
They let The little ragged boy fling himself
upon her now. Nothing could hurt her now
amy more than 1t could cure her or bring her
back TO thought and speech aud love- Nor
could anything alter or mar the tender radiance
OF the dead grPs face.-Lady Lindsay in Temple
Rar