The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1907-04-11


said !, was spoiiingf I, was all right
He would begin on II to-day, when n
had drink lie could drink the wei
dry lie fumhled clumsily with th,
bedding and essayed 10 rise. but Gel
back incrtly, little foolish smile ol
the parched lips His bead was y,
hlgl lie had not known ones hrat
could he 50 hlg and heavy, Aud N,
crcpY The erop was all right. II,
would build the cottage for-for Lin
sie llxzicl lie cried oui hoarseiy
with a rang of anguish al the sudden
dull recognition OF his loss. There was
no Lizzie for him none none nor
had been. What matiercd the crop'
Let II spoil, What maiterrd anything
now Lizzie Llz-z.i-c bird cage Lila.
vie Rrad I.lsf lie scowled lmpatiently.
lie could not got the name right. His
head was SO big, lie was SO hot r.
burning.
Mother' Where was mother; Was
she In tho fiery lake that Elder Wat
son had no scared the little boys With
He hadn't meant 10 be bad boy
mother knew-shc would keep him. but
he was so hot burnlngl Water. waterl
Lizzie Liz -xie Brad--lcy famson. Lila.
Die Bradleyi Lamsonl The pcrpicxcd
look deepened TO frown OF pain and
trouble He had found her name, and
as he drfted further aud further from
consciousness he carried her name with
him back 10 little boyhood, tanglIng Il
with his brothers, but never losing II
entirely again. Lizzie Brndley-I.amson
be careful Davy mother said not TO
go so near the bonfire but he did, Joe,
the careless one-and now he was
burning, burning mother Lizzie Brad.
ley Lamson.
"0h, you poor, poor boy Bring some
water, quick"
Did some one speak. or was it-agaln
the little, foolish smile cracked the
parched lips. lie had known mother
would comc-shc always did when her
boys were hurt, even II they did II
carelessly themselves but she did not
know how big his head was or she
would not try TO lit It. Oh, he was at
the old spring drinking drinking!
"1e Elust not have too much at once.
the poor boy" A warm rain fell upon
bis face; the cup vanished his cropping,
trembling hands could not find It. How
could he have too much when he was
burning? That wasn't fair, Davle,
when his head was SO big that he
couldn't run,
"The brute-the perfect brute. 20 go
or and leave him like this! Never
even get him watcrf'
Was that father? No; Tige had not
hurt him II was the tlre-an heed.
less Joe where was the spring and
the cup. There! Mother was bathing
his burning head and face and neck,
his hands and arms. He smiled at her
and whispered Good ana again the
warm rain dropped upon him. and his
big, heavy head was lifted nnd laid
above the springl II was heavenly!
II 1t was not for the dreadful some
thing that hurt SO about Lizzle-Llz-
zle Bradley -Lamson-he could-Llzzie
Bradley-Lamson-Llz.
II don't know that any OF us can say
much for ourselves. Let such a sick
man lie here alone for days-never
come near him, SO busy hustling for
the dollars but all the same, Lamson's
n brute, with less feeling than hog
And the thought that Llzzlc'd -faughv'
Llzzie-Iizzie Bradley-Lamson-LIz,
Don't say that, Joe Harris! Can't |
you understand? Lamson lledw Liz
,le-Bradley
"Oh, never mind, mother. He's too
light headed yet. But the fever Is cool
ng. and the doctor'll be here soon.
Look out yonder. Ben's got crowd,
Ill right! Joe's grain II be In the stack
N short order, and 1t isn't hurt yet,
lot an atom, in spite Of Lamson's
inow 1t all verdIctv
isiHDiS Diuulcy 'IIuhsOu-hC Wub uuts
Did Lizzie Bradley-Lamson - no. he
youldn't-wouldn't put out his tongue
L was too stiff and big, like his head.
And he wouldn't have spoon In his
mouth.
Here, young man, you take this!
swallow It. DO you hcari Some one
hook him slightly, with the order, and
e swallowed and grlnned and said 1t
vas Dayy's cough drops. and II was
lizzie Bradley-Lamson who-wbo made
he fire, Was that little Sis who cried
mt sharply and sobbedi Davy mustn't
urt little Sis He, Joe, was oil right,
My Lizzie.
"Oh, shut upf the grufr one com
minded. I'm the doctor and | say
or you to drop II aud 80 TO sleep"
There was mother again. with the
ourd from the spring, and he drank
nd drank till they took II away, and
hen he slid down and down and out
There there was only cool. quiet
lankness.
1t was late the next day. The sun
'as sending Its level rays across the
oor when Joe Harris came TO himself
nd looked about with calm and
rowing consciousness.
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