Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1902-07-24

quaintanceS of hers had told Tommy
that she was his mother. At any rate
she had treated him white as he in
formed me, on several occasions and
had 'staked' him to much needed
dollar more than once when he was
up ag'in it,
''In those days we had a night orderly
in our ward whom l always meant to
poison, but somehow never got time.
He wound up career of blunders one
night by dropping night lamp into a
screen, and two minutes later he drop
ped the job of fighting the fire and
hustled to save our cases. Just as we
were congratulating ourselves that all
were safely out Tommy the Cod seized
the night nurse by the neck and yelled:
where's my pal? Where's Typh z?
"In the inner passage said the
nurse, turning white. They must have
taken him out the other way
'The first heard of it was when the
nurse came crying to me.
"I tried to stop him, sirs, the little
heart case No. 10, but he broke away
from me and ran back into the ward.
He thinks Typh is in there
II thought so, too, and ran for the
entrance, and as reached it wall Of
black smoke rolled out upon me, some
where back of which rose the voice of
Tommy the Cod, who was exhorting
his pal, and the rattle of a wheeled
chair.
"'Keep yer head down. buddy. Airs
fresher near de floor. Dere's de door
ahead! Blast de chair! It's stuckv
"'Never mind me, old man. heard
Cuthbert say. Make run for it. You
can send back after me-
"'Not on yer life,' began Tommy,
but the brave words ended in pitiful,
strangling cough.
"Groping blindly, l stumbled upon
the chair and with a rush brought my
two patients out into the hail. Tom
my keeled over, and we got him to
open air unconscious. When he came
to, his first words were:
"'Did yer get my pal?
"'I'm right here, Tommy said Cuth-
bert, catching the boys hand in his
own.
"'Dat's all right, den,' said the Cod
contentedly. But guess I'm done.
Dey always told me inhalin' wasn't
good fer kids he added, with faint
grin.
"Cuthbert looked up at me appeal
ingly, but l had to shake my head.
Tommy's diagnosis was correct Cuth-
bert climbed out of his chair-against
my orders-and bent over Tommy.
"'Little pal,' he said, you saved my
life
''Tommy waved the matter away air.
lily. Oats all right. 1t was up to me.
Between pals, yer know, yer'd have
done de same trick fer me-
"'God knows. I'd have tried. And now
there's nothing / can do,' said Cuth-
bert, his voice breaking. Isn't there
anything, Tommy? Haven't you got
any relations or friends l could help?
I'm rich, you know
"'G'wanr' said Tommy family. is
dat right? l fought yer was charity
patient He pondered for a moment.
There's dat fluffy haired loidy dat
came to see me last week. She was
pretty white to me. You might kinder
look out fer her bit. Dey said she
was me old woman, but dunno. Wot's
de difference? said Tommy the Cod
YEARLY. she was white to me any
way And Tommy said no more.
'Cuthbert buried Tommy in style. 1
went to the funeral-profession in
terest, you know. Well, Cuthbert has
been paying his debt to Tommy ever
since, looking after the fluffy haired
loidy,' as Tommy called her. She
called herself Trevannion, / believe,
on the stage"
'"Trevannion," interrupted Sibyl
Beach-"Viola Trevannion?"
"Why. do you know her?" asked her
cousin in surprise.
''Yes-no; never mind" said Sibyl
TREMENDOUSLY. Harvey, l want you to
go ashore and telegraph Mr.. Cuthbert
that we-that am expecting him and
sign my name. You needn't stare So"
she added Indignantly. Then she turned
and hurried below.
"Well, upon my soulr' mused Dent
as he went over the side to send the
message. Il must have done that I'M
commonly we'll"