The Newtown bee., 1898-07-22


French vessel that put In here last week.
We shall have to give him bed for the
night
as he very sick?" asked Barbara,
studying the strange, dark face as her
grandfather went to the closet and pour
ed something into glass.
"Only chilled through, I'm thinking"
Joshua said, holding the glass to the
pale lips. He'll be well enough to
move CD by Tomorrow"
But Joshua was wrong. A week pass
eK, and the stranger grew NO better.
Fever aud delirium alternated with ex-
h4ustion and stupor, and none of Josh
ua's remedies availed. The man stead
lily became weaker.
Going Into the front room one morning,
Barbra found her grandfather standing
before he open closet, sadly shaking his
head over an empty box.
An could find but little left,'' he
wAs saying.
what is 1t, Grandfather" And Bar
Dara went up to the table.
IA powder that set great store by.
[ sent for more from England four
months ago, but it has not come yet"
Would DR. Stormouth have it?'
"No; he'll have naught to do with 1t,
tho I've often spoke to him of its value"
Barbara drummed on the table with
her fingers.
''rhcro's an English ship In the har-
Dor, Grandfather, - she said, after little
time. An you think they would have
surgeon aboard, could row down and
see if he could give you what you want.
did that once before, you know"
Joshua walked to the window and
looked down the street.
"What ship is it?"
"The "Kingfsher," just up from ia
maica, Noabdiah White says"
Her grandfather looked at the empty
box ng9in. "'Ti5 the only thing know
tha1 viii take hold Of his malady," be
said slowly. Yes, you had best 60,
child. Take this box, the name is writ
ten IN the cover. And-waiU y oshua
reached up to the shelf and brought
down one of two small glass bottles
.tandiog together. "Give this TO the
7urgeon,'' he said, holding it to the light
and smoothing it lovingly with his
finger. '"Tis the Elixir of Dew that Sir
| Kenelm Digby wrote Of"
Half an hour later Barbara, trembling
little and still clinging with a vice. like
mold to the hand of the sailor who had
helped her on board, stood before DR.
Humphrey Eyre on the deck of the
king fsher."
"A child who would speak with you,
sir" the sailor said, saluting.
The surgeon of the ''Kingf1sher'' look
ed up from the two-weeks old copy of
the Boston Post Boy that he was read.
ing.
Barbara, who had wonderingly OBJ
served the sailors salute, initiated it as
closely as she could, and drawing her
little knitted cap to the front OF her head
recited the sentence that she had prac-
tlced all the way down in the boat:
Grandfather would be much CRATE
full if you could mayhap spare him a
little Of what is written on the box; and
he would be honored if you would &C
cept this bottle of elixir"
DR. Eyre smiled. He seemed a very
pleasant man, Barbara decided; and he
was old. He must be nearly as old as
her grandfather. He smiled again as
he glanced at the box she gave him, then
nodded, and went below.
TELL your grandfather that 1 ana
most happy to supply him." he said,
when he came back; and he put the box
in her hand. "And tell him-um-tell
bim''-he hesitated, and read once more
the label on the bottle.
'"Tis made of dew digested Is months
Grandfather gathered it himself and tits
excellent for manias," Barbara explain
ed, thinking that perhaps the doctor was
having trouble With the writing.
But DIR Eyre had taken a worn and
yellow scrap of paper from his pocket
and was holding 1t beside the. bottle.
She waited for some time then, az he
appeared to have forgotten her, she
moved slowly away.
He turned at that and walked with
her. "What Is your name, child?n he
asked, as they went across the decks"
barbara"
s'Barbara.n The old surgeon repeat
ed il as he studied the upturned face.
s'Yes, sir, Barbara Pell."
''Will you take passenger up to