The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1893-08-22

ever, unconsclousIy covered before that
imperious will. He knew it was use
less to oppose her, and his very hest
fancy brought him to a realization of
his wild foolishness.
He slept in the Bennett house that
night In the morning he was as
founded to learn that Matilda had
spent the night at the side OF her sick
sister. The doctor had warned her OF
danger, but she smiled and said she
knew not fear When she left the
room it was only to perform some err
rand of mercy, and she returned imme-
diately. The physician saw hers was
no ordinary mind, and, calling her
aside, he gave minute, explicit diree-
lions for the use of the medicine, the
general care of the patient and for
emergency. For week she continued
thus-faithful as the Angel of Mercy,
intelligent as the physician himself.
She was sleepless, apparently, for
night and day, whether her eyes were
closed or open, she missed not the
slightest move of the patient.
All save the physician were subordi-
nate to her. These two now thorough
ly understood each other, and their
combined efforts saved the life of the
sufferer. In a week the crisis had
passed and DR.. Thurston for the first
time smiled. Matilda must take rest
now; ordinary care months of it, would
finish the task so nobly begun and sus-
tanned.
Matilda did take a rest. She slept
nobody remembers how long, and when
she awoke it was in the midst Of a
raging fever. The doctors smile faded.
He waited, noted the symptoms and ac-
tually wept, so strong was the impress
sion she had made upon him, as he pro
nounced it repetition of the first case
There was no delirium, but the dis
ease seemed to have a stronger hold
this time The many days and nights
spent in the vitiated air of the sick
room had made deep inroads on the sys-
tenn weakened by loss of sleep and of
food, and the sick girl grew worse.
One day the doctor came from the room,
and the family knew the worst was to
be expected.
Matilda cannot live beyond to-mor-
row. was the information that fell
like a thunderclap on the ears of
father, mother and Frank tombstone.
They had never known her before;
now they were ready to worship her,
and they fell on their knees and prayed
to God to spare her life.
The night passed and the day broke;
heavy day it was-sky leaden, the
rain dashing and beating against the
panes-a day for the edict of Judgment
to come. The watchers sat still, said
not a word. The food, untouched, lay
On the table Nothing but the dismal
vail of wind and ceaseless patter of rain
broke the silence.
At four o'clock the doctor walked di-
rect from the sick room.
''She is dying" he said, land wants
to see you. Step only to the door; to
enter is death again" Strong man
that he was, he broke down at this, and
throwing himself upon the sofa he cried
like child.
Bowed in deepest grief the three
silently moved toward the door. She
saw them. and faint smile of recogni-
ton passed her face. She moved as if
in great agony. A convulsive upheaval
of her entire body came-then another.
Her eyes were lusterless, but they lit
with heavenly joy, and these words
came forth:
.T-have-done = my = duty" And
the spirit left its earthly home for one
of everlasting glory.
Frank and Sarah are married now,
and a chubby little Matilda romps
around their knees and lisps:
Mamma, pleath tell me all about 100
sister. Detroit Free Press.