Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1891-04-04


night, Janie's part being overlooked.
How they would triumph over the other
boys, boys who had never SO much as
saved dog in their lives. Then at the
first peep of day they were to go for the
doctor up the bluffs and five miles out to
Oak Hill, the most beautiful country
home in all the region. What . glorious
run it would be, and they would tell the
Stacy boys as they passed their house
about the wonderful rescue. Who could
sleep under such unprecedented circum-
stances?
As for jamie and her mother, they had
enough to do. Their patient alternated
between terrible rigors and flashes Of
burning fever and toward morning be-
came delirious. This, however, did not
alarm them as much as might be sup
posed, so accustomed were they to the
sight of fever victims. They did what
they were accustomed to do in cases Of
mala1al fever and waited.
In the meantime, the boys were dry
ing the clothing which had been taken
from the nearly drowned man. They
found in one of the pockets few soaked
bank bills and small knife. OF papers
or memoranda there were none. The
bills Mrs. Burton dried and put away,
saying they would do to pay the doctor.
WHO do you suppose he is. Janie?
she asked, as they sat by the fire, the
boys having been banished to the
kitchen.
'Some one from Orquay, I suppose"
answered jamie; 81 never saw any one
like him. How white and beautiful he
looks. / should think that the angels
might look like that"
"Hush, JAMIE" said her mother. 81
believe you are feverish yourself. Go
and lie down; will watch him."
mo-" she replied, 81 got him out and
l am going to watch him and save him.
I wanted something to make me quit
thinking about myself, and unless he
gets we'll too soon l shall have him to
think about for awhile anyway"
"Only don't go to thinking too much
about him, jamie. See what fine clothes
he has and such white hands,"
Don't worry, mother; almost any
thing is better than such thoughts as
was having when he called for help"
These condolences were exchanged in
low tones by the fire while the patient
was fitfully slumbering at day6reak.
The boys had departed on their errand
and in an incredibly short time the doc
tor alighted from his buggy at the rude
gate and came in. Pausing only for a
corteous greeting ne hurried to the bed
side and examined his patient. He then
went and stood by the hearth, looking
thoughtfully into the fire. A grave man
beyond his youth, but still on the sunny
side of life, with fine intellectual face,
sympathetic eyes and lips; one to trust
instinctively, the model physician.
II fear, Mrs. Burton" he said at
length, in voice which exactly suited
his face, "that this is very serious case.
The man is badly bruised from having
been knocked about among the logs.
You see, the boys told me. l asked them
a few questions. 1t was wonderful es-
cape from death. But he may die yet.
He is not very ~ong naturally, and he
must have been in that icy water long
time. Has he no papers, nothing to
show who he is? He is past telling now,
and may remain SO for some time"
sThere were some bills in his pockets
and little knife, nothing more"
"Use the money as far as it will go.
Let the boys go to Orquay and get some
brandy. will furnish the medicine, as
Fam in the habit of doing. This is hard
on you and your daughter, very hard,
but it would be certain death to attempt
his removal. cannot relieve you Of the
care. but can of any anxiety in regard
to expenses. will take that RESPONSE
bility myself, and I will send you some
help in nursing"
jamie had been standing at the corner
of the fireplace silent and attentive, with
pale face and compressed lips. doc
tor" she said at last, II am going to take
care of him until he gets we'll or dies.
I shall watch him day and night, and l
want no help"
Miss RIiton," replied the doctor
gravely, "you risked your life last night
to save a human being. 1t was noble
thing to do. The occasion called for
heroic action and you were equal to it.
but don't throw away your life or your
health unnecessarily; there would be
nothing praiseworthy in that"
II shouldn't do it for praise; l am tired
of thinking about myself and hating tile
people ON the Sonder," she answered i'm
petuously. II am glad that have this
man to take care of. want to work
hard and he is not like the rest.g
by the rest ! suppose you mean
these poor neighbors of ours among the
bluffs. What have they done, Won
der, to deserve your hatred? think
have seen you holding their babies in
your arms when they were nearly dead
with fever; think have seen you
nursing and caring for my patients when
trembled for your own safety. Do you
hate those whom you help to save from
death? do not" he added with smile.
"They hate me-" she answered bit
terly.
"You are mistaken. They fail to un-
derstand you. They feel that although
you are in one sense one Of themselves
you live apart from them in thought