The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-03-20

wiry, not given to sentiment hope Also
on the other hand. not destitute of the
milk of human kindness. In my some
what unique position It has been my lot
to read motives. 10 study characters from
an even closer standpoint than that of
the family physician and the great medi-
cal specialist.
It was towards the end of a particularly
gay London season that the following
strange experience came to me. had
been down to help Nurse Anna with some
bad cases in her district, and got back TO
my own rooms shortly after 10 p. m. My
landlady had already gone to bed but
found a piece of paper on my table on
which was written: Lady Shuttleworth'
II, Vincent-place. ". Please so tonight
If possible.-R. Rigby."
turned the paper over impatiently. 1t
was unlike DR.. Rigby not TO tell me some
thing about the case which 1 was urged
to attend in so summary manner i
was tired--overdone by a long and anX-
fous days work. For one moment l felt
inclined TO go to bed and leave the wretcn-
ed bit of paper unheeded, but habits of
loyalty are not easily broken, and with a
sigh I went off to my room, changed my
dress. packed a small handbag, and then
went In search of hanson.
The night was a lovely one early in Au-
gust, and I was longing for my holiday
which 1 had confidently expected to begin
on the following week. Parliament, how
I2fo'aKfs
patients were, of course, still in town.
After about a quarter of an hours quick
driving the cab rolled on to thick straw,
and then drew up before a big, melan-
choly- looking house. I got out of the
hanson and ran up the steps footman
opened the door for me.
II am the nurse" 1 said SISTER Dora
DIR. Rigby sent me-"
Come in, please" said the man, land
i will send word to Lady Shuttleworth."
I was shown into a small room at one
side of the hall. The footman softly clos
ed the door behind me. After a very
short delay a small, tired-looking woman
came hurriedly in.
II am Lady Shuttleworth-how do you
do. Nurse?" she said, coming up to me
and speaking with much excitement. Il
am very glad to see you. 1 hope you can
do something to ease my daughters suf-
ferings. She is in terrible, almost in
tolerable agony. 1t is a fearful sight to
see her"
81 will do what I can" I replied.
81 am sure you will, and you look strong
and capable. Follow me at once, please.
1 cannot leave her long-she cannot bear
me out of her sight"
Il should like to put on my cap and
apron before l go to your daughters
room" 1 replied. "WiH you kindly let
one of the maids show me to room
where I can do so?"
Lady Shuttleworth looked at me al
most reproachfully; she opened her lips
as If TO speak. but changed her mind,
rang the bell and then hurried away.
When l had fully donned my uniform /
followed the maid down a thickly carpet
ed passage A door was noiselessly opened
into a little dim dressing room. Here
saw a table covered with bottles. plates.
Brands Essence tins, and numbers Of
glasses of different sorts and sizes.
Through a heavily draped doorway came
the sound of means and cries. Leaning
against the doorway saw two women who
were evidently listening, one had her
handkerchief pressed to her mouth. I
quickly crossed the ROOM and in spite
of the frantic signs of both the women
walked into the bedroom beyond. The
atmosphere was very close and heavy.
The mingled odors of eau-de-cologne and
chloroform filled the room. Thick cur
tains and carpets and an excess of furni-
ture added TO the general sense of heaVi-
ness A small fire burned in the CRATE.
double windows shut out any sound from
the street below; shaded candles threw
a faint light over a portion of the room,
but most of 1t lay in deep shadows. Sit
ting up in the center of the bed, moaning
and tossing restlessly, was a girl, whom
one glance showed me to be young and
pretty She had thick black hair falling
over her lace-bedecked nightdress. Her
eyes were shut-she kept waving ler
hands up and down before her-bitter and
constant means escaped her lips.
ooh, my head" she cried Mother. !
see dreadful things. Mother, 1 believe
am losing my sight, give me your hand
oh, my head, my head!'
Lady Shuttleworth with a face like
death stood at the head of the bed. She
cast a piteous glance in my direction, then
drew the poor girls head down to rest
on her shoulder.
81 am with you, Lucy, my love-" she
said, "you may be quite sure 1 won't
leave you even lot moment, my pOOl
darling"
The girl moaned feebly.
THE agony in my head" she repeated
again. II shall certainly go blind, can
not endure this pain much longer"
Lady Shuttleworth began passing he1
fingers over the eyelids and brow. Fol
a brief moment the patient looked as i
yielding to the soothing ministrat tons
then she started upright with a sudder
and sharp cry.
Il cannot live through this pain sh'
gasped again. Cannot you put some
thing on my head TO stop it? Has not tn
nurse come? DR.. Rigby said he would
send a nurse-has she come? Perhaps
she will know what 10 do"
The last sentence was uttered in a toni
of strong irritation. 1 went forward, ant
taking one of the patients hands in botl
mine put my fingers on her pulse.
II am the nurse" l said; Il am Siste
Dora. win you please tell me just wher
the pain is, and what It feels like?"
1T is all up my forehead and in boil
eyes" was the reply. 1T feels like shar
knives; it is driving me mad. I shat
either go mad or die
She threw herself back against tn
great luxurious pillows.
did DR. Rigby leave any chart-any re
cord for me to see?' l asked, turning L