Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1894-07-13
By THIN SENDER.
Rv JOSEPHINE BOWEN.

,vop are mistaken. They fail to I'm
Island YOU. They feel that although
are in one sense one of themselves
IN live apart from them in thought
IA feeling. Do you expect gratitude
'hon Won sacrifice your comfort and en-
Sanger your health for them? l have
Saon physician for fifteen years, Miss
D,rton. and have found but few cases
- Gratitude My patients are often too
soor TO pay me, but they generally re-
rord themselves as the injured parties in
sSa transaction and are seldom grateful;
;rdeed. | might say with you that they
hate me, but yet love my work. Sue
cass is my greatest reward. | love to
save life, and so do you.
"In regard to our patient here, can
understand why it is more pleasant for
ron TO care for him. He is very hand
some. and as you saved his life You have
right to feel a great interest in him.
81 wonder if he lives in Orquay?" said
jamie.
mo" replied the doctor decidedly,
nhe would be as much out of place in
frouav as on the Sender. Doubtless he
will be inquired after and found. In the
meantime we must take as good care of
him as we can. But be careful of your
own health and strength, Miss Burton,
and remember that the rich and hand
some can be ungrateful as well as the
Door and homely."
Day after day passed, with no change
in the patient save gradual sinking.
At first few neighbors, curious to see
the man saved out of the river by that
nroud jamie Burton, came and offered
TO help, but they looked so ague stricken
and woebegone, so obviously in need of
help themselves that Mrs. Burton. at
Janie's entreaty, sent them away with
thanks. saying that they could do all
there was to be done. AS to jamie. the
tides of life We're running high with her.
She seemed incapable of fatigue, and the
doctor on his daily visits looked upon her
with wonder. Instead of WEAKNESS there
was buoyancy. Her face had lost its
pallor, and was blooming as if she had
partaken some tabled elixir of life.
As he watched her lowering over the
still unconscious man, with that grand
maternal look in her face so character
istic of all truly noble women when car
ing for the helpless or suffering, he expe-
rienced pang of anguish when he
thought WhaI ths a"aheiliiiS anu ie"0-
non might oe.
ne hau peUuei nc was M ~
Oh the phySiciah' Iiial ." liFe " oio''h
the beart IF snch a woman. AS T feel that
be will And vet he must not die if |
can save him. He must be restored.
vat sha will die unless he returns her
love woman is a strange creature
ANYWAY. Think of her loving this man
who has never been able to recognize
her. whose name she doesn't know, who
NAV even have a wife, 1t is past belief
By his bedside she is transformed. If he
regains consciousness. as | think he will,
he will see her at her best. God grant
he NAV not blight such flower"
Still the DAYS went on. and there was
NO cbanga On SUNDAYS an elderly hard
working man came and sat awhile bv the
bed and then went away. He was the
husband and father who was at home
no other day
The bows fsbed. brought home and
MIXED tba cow rut wood and did othe,
chores abont tbe Mace The mother at
tended 70 her bonseworl. and at night
watched for thrae hours while Jamie
slept, and every dav the doctor came. II
was not his busiest season. and he could
spend an bonr or two daily bv the bedside
of his still unknown patient. for no maui
ries had been made about him. although
the story of the rescue had found its way
into the columns of The Orouav News
Nor had he in his delirium given history
of his life good or bad.
1t is only in fiction that connected
stories are told in the rawlings of fever.