Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1906-10-17

post skirmishes, but here was strap.
ping young adult; here was a Trojan
of diseases. Her professional fate,
the right Of woman to act beyond a
certain circumscribed sphere, seemed
trembling In the balance.
In her prophecy concerning the
fifth day she had taken expediency
by the hand, and now expediency was
pinching her fingers. She hated to
call consultant to rob her Of the
glory she felt WAS impending. and for
which she had waited so long. Any
one but Mckenzie! She had been weak
enough at one time to defer to thas
gentieman's Judgment, and the con.
descending manner in which he had
treated her continued to hurt.
She had called up Prot. Caroline
Trefythen, thirty miles away, and that
strong-minded woman had soothed a
conscience that was pricking ih spots
with the assurance that her conduct
and treatment throughout the whole
case was beyond criticism.
Morning and evening, responding to
the opportunities Of the patients sis
ter, she had dictated for his parents
at home q rose-colored and hopeful
bulletin, which was straightway trans.
lated into cold. depressing truth, and
despatched And now. despite all her
zeal and attention, It began to look
like defeat.
The young fsherman's splendid con.
stitution, giving such hopeful prom.
Use Of an early crisis. appeared stag
gered: the heart. that overworked or
gan, seemed to be but winking; the
clamor in the kitchen was being re.
newed, and she felt that Big Mary,
in the last ditch. had her back against
the door. Most portentous omen OF
all, that worthy woman had twice
within the last fifteen minutes ad-
dressed her as "Ma'amw
Some one mentioned the hospital.
The doctor looked up quickly. For one
moment the citadel that had been for
seven days 30 fiercely pressed tren-
bled to ita foundations. The hospital!
Here was q middle course. It would
keep the case out OF McKenzie's
hands, and she would march out with
side-arms. The sister staggered to
her feet.
"Don'tsend him to the hospital
doctor! Don't!" A soul, worn down
with nights and days of agonizing sus-
pense, in an utter abandon OF grief
was clinging to the doctors shoulder.
No human heart could Withstand the
appeal.
'-They make an idol OF him at
homel" went on the sobbing girl.
Father wouldn't begrudge the farm
II you could save him."
The sisters outburst had for a mo-
ment drawn all attention from Don.
aid. It was the calm that suddenly
called out to them from the sickbed,
like the oppressive peace that settles
over all when, the voyage passed, the
throbbing engines stilled, the splendid
steamer is gliding to her anchorage.
The doctor stepped to the bedside
and placed her hand tenderly on the
iinvalids forehead. It was bathed In
a cold Precipitation. The crisis had
come!
The little Doctors hand fairly trem.
bled as she placed the Thermometer
under Donald's tongue. One minute
two minutes three minutes!
The doctor removed the glass and
read aloud, "One hundred and two
and three-fifths!"
Some moments passed. Again the
thermometer was resorted to. again re-
moved, and the doctor read aloud,
"one hundred and one and two
fifths!"
She waved the glass exultingly.
She's heayin' the lead, Donald"
cried his dory mate. You're over the
shoals. It's deepenin the water you
are. Come on! Come on"
1t was plain to all. Any one could
see the red tide going out OF the pa
TENTS face and the peace replacing 1t,
as the sun follows over the sands the
receding sea.
run, Rory. rum" cried the sister
to Big Mary's Oldest, as she. dashed
OF telegram without counting the
words. Donald is safe! Hmrah, Hur.
rah!p
The December sun came nm ann
crept sparkling over the crisp snow,
and at last laughed into the sick-room,
shedding its radiance over Donald
and the jubilant group that surround
gu tne Soc.or me n..le Womans
loum larry .lelnoled unoer inc cares
sing olows tnat Big Mary struck her