The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1908-02-07
Bridg cts Broth-
81 MRS. KATE TASNATT WOODS.


the doctor had paid an early visit to
his patient, Mrs. Appleton, leaving in
structions with her faithwul attend
ant, Bridget.
She is past the danger line now,
Biddy, so feed her up; we must make
her take nourishment whether she
cares for It or not"
What will be giving her. doctor,
she jist ates like bird at the best OF
times?"
TRY good, strong, lamb broth,
and given her two raw eggs per day;
now feed her up, and we will soon
have her out again
'Indade, and | will, doctor; 1t do
seem as IL the whole house was gone
with her so still"
We'll, Biddy, 1t all depends on you
now, II you do not feed her well, |
shall have to send in one Of my
trained nurses, and you know how
much you like them, Ell, Biddy?"
The doctor closed the front door
softly, and went out laughing. Biddy
was a good friend OF his, but he loved
to tease her a bit.
AS he got into his carriage, he re-
calle,ri with much amusement Biddy's
indignation some two years since,
when Mrs. Appleton was stricken sud-
denly with an acute attack, and he
had inAtalled trained nurse.
Now, there are trained nurses and
trained nurses, as every one knows
The dear, gentle, faithful souls, who
get into our hearts as we'll as our
homes.
Biddy could never forget that ex-
perience The first act Of the nurse
was to forbid Bridget 10 enter the
room. The patient, although speech-
less and suffering, longed for her ever
devoted helper, and Biddy was heart
broken.
This time, with young Harold away
at school and Bridget the sole COM
forter of his widowed mother, Bridget
was to reign supreme.
Why not pray? Had she not lived
with the dear lady in her fathers
home from the time Miss Bessie first
entered a kindergarten, and then did
she not prepare the new home for the
bride? Who but Biddy knew the
agony of those dreary days of early
widowhood, and who could read the
face so dear to her as the one who
knew her best?
II was a sweet, old story Of mistress
and maid, and the t6~tof- well knew
now dependent his frail patient was
upon the greathearted Irish woman,
who had no other home and cared for
none.
When the Doctors carriage was out
of sight, Biddy crept softly up stairs
to And her charge resting with closed
eyes Dear heart of her." said Biddy
softly" she do be making the sign Of
the cross with her white hands, and
it's the best broth in the town I'll be
making for her.
Down stairs went Biddy, and soon
she was telephoning for supplies.
That duty over, she went into her
well-ordered kitchen, and while MAX
ing necessary preparations for the
broth, talked as was her custom, to
herself THE doctor was laughing, he
was, but praise be the saints, there
will be no more sticking of that mas
ty little thermometer in her mouth,
and no more messes for her to eat,
and she that dainty. | do be coaxing
her all the while Oh, but the airs
OF her made me so angrl that was
doing penance for it, Bridget, SEE she:
II want some steak for my breakfast,
az s o'clock, SEE she. and do you
be cutting it an inch thick, and don't
put it on the hroiler until give the
word, for l must have II smoking hot.
Another time she came down, and
lsez she Bridget, don't like your
omlettes, or the way you cook eggs,
SEE she; I will have to show you how
/ We taught in the diet kitchen OF
the hospital
"sAll right, mum, SEE /; my cook
ing pieases the one who pays me for
it. and that is the chief concern OF
Bridget O'Connor.'
.sOh. the way she would come down
ordering me around, was enough to
nut me in q fever. do pride me-
eelf that my range and my kitchen is
at neat as any in the city, and it's. the
dear doctor, himself, who has said 50