The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-08-16

You suffer, like the selfish fellow he Is.
He mustn't come round here, Sybil, or
he will get flea in his ear. s'pose he's
been amusing himself with the pretty
typewriter, as such rich young chaps are
apt to. Itwon't hurt him. Dontyou be
afraid"
She put Sybil down on the bed again,
and covered her feet with the shawl;
but tho girl put up her arms and con-
vulsively clasped her mothers neck
sob, mother, mother" she whispered
passionateiy, "try not to feel bitterly
toward him. If you only knew how
good he isl''
Hannah could not give the promise
She kissed Sybil, rare caress with her.
and went down stairs with her face
drawn with pains and trouble, where
Dick. having finished the evening meal,
was stopping by the window with slate
pencil and algebra, his knees drawn up.
to use the last CLEAN of daylight at his
ciphering.
Pm regularly stuck on this problem,
mother" said he, as Hannah appeared.
'sThere isn't anybody to help me out,
but mean TO do it il it takes all night.
"Neyer mind, Dick, it don't matter
now whether < equals y. ! want you to
look up the ink bottle and pen and
sheet Of paper. I've note to write to
Mr.. Dinsmore and you must run over to
his house with it after you've carried
home the basket of clothes.S
She lighted lamp, pushed back the
dishes, turned up one corner of the table,
cloth and sat down with deep, anxious
lines in her forehead to compose her note
Her fingers, so deft at clear starching
and ironing, seemed stiff and awkward
in holding a pen. It took her long
time to frame sentence, as the cramped
characters showed, and she was never
quite sure she had spelled a word COR
rectly, but she would not disturb Sybil
to ask her to put the spelling right, and
Dick, who was only lad, was not to
know anything of what had happened.
1t would be time next day to tell him
that his sister was run down and needed
rest. and had given up her place as type
writer to Lawyer Dinsmore. At last,
after hiking her fingers up to the second
joints and spelling two sheets of paper.
the note was written in such emphatic,
plain terms the lawyer was sure to com
prehend.
1t was nine o'clock before the dishes
were washed and next days baking of
bread nodded and put down by the fire,
with clean towel over the pan. Han
nah, when the kitchen was tidied.
slipped into Mr.. Rand's room to see that
the old man was properly covered and
tucked up in bed. It was good thing
she felt that she had not time to sit
down and think The old man was still
awake, and, as she found, in some pain
from what seemed an incipient cold He
thought he had taken slight chill from
laying off thick garment too soon,
lured by treacherous CLEAN of spring
warmth. She gave him harmless
sleeping potion and then waited for
Dick to come in, and it was late as usual
before the last things we're done and she
had got to bed. Sybil was restless and
slightly feverish and talked in her sleep,
and when Hannah at three o'clock stole to
the old mans room she found him in
still greater pain, with bad way Of
breathing, and slight confusion in his
speech that seemed to come from thick
ening of the tongue.
She called up Dick in a fright and
sent him for the doctor, who came at
daylight splashed with mud from the
heavy roads. and looking unshaved,
haggard and dog tired, having just got
in from long country ride 9 'Taint
nothing serious, is it, DOCTOR" said Han
nah, as she stood on the watch for him
outside the door, having hastily huddled
on her clothes.
The doctor didn't answer at once, but
glanced away. 'sHave You noticed
slight impediment in his speechY'
you don't think and she took
hold of his arm with nervous grasp.
81 am afraid, Hannah, it's another light
stroke. But he'll come out of it, never
fear, though he may not again be quite
the man he was"
He hurried away out of the door, leav.
ing Hannah standing with the lamp in
her hand, but he had not laid the fee, as
he was accustomed to call it, on the
table In a moment he was back again,
and had tucked five dollar bill in Han
nah's apron pocket and said brusquely,
"You will want money to fill the pre-
scriptions have left and to buy the old
man few dainties-a little fruit now
and then, Hannah"
But you amt q rich man, doctor
You practice too much among the poor
and forget to send in bills.
The doctor hated to be reminded Of his
good deeds, and his temper was apt to be
little nasty after a night on the road
with one or two bad cases on his hands
.sDo as l tell you" said he roughly. I'D
rather wear my old overcoat another
three years than have the old man want
for anything"
As Hannah was getting breakfast the
early morning ray shone cheerily be-
tween the houses and lit up the newly
made gardens and the elm tree boughs,
thick now with dusky brown buds and
the delisate tops of the NAPLES turning
pale pink and yellow. She paused mo-
ment in her work and looked at the rosy
morning clouds, and it came over her
suddenly that she had two sick people
on her hands. that Sybil's salary had
ceased. and great pile of custom work
lay unfinished by her sewing machine