The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-02-23

1 Two attendants carried in the stretcher, 1 which hardly bagged under it's light load, l and disappeared within the screens. Will l kins saw the surgeon enter the inclosure l and heard the short, busness-like consul
 tation.
 Run over by a cab on Eighth avenue. | The abdomen badly crushed. Nothing to do but kill the pain. He will die some | time tonight Then there were the usual | sounds as the gentle hands of the surgeon | did the little that could be done, and the l attendant removed the screens, and Will
 kins saw upon the pillow of the next cot | the yellow curls of a little lad of hardly | years, still under an anaesthetic. The l nurse glided from the ward and returned 1 with woman of 2S or so. She was some I what loudly dressed, but her eyes were l red and swollen and she was trying vainly
 not to sob She held wet and crumpled
 handkerchief against her mouth. She l looked at her poor, crushed baby, and, l hiding her face, ran from the room. Will 1 kns could hear her feet hurrying down
 the stairs and her sobs that ended in l groans She was the mother. and she could not bear to look upon him. 1 He lay a long time studying the face | of the boy, and at length saw the eyes l open and stare indolently at the glossy | ceiling. One arm tossed restlessly on the
  I murmured:
 "Mamal DwinlS!'
 1 The child waited minute. and then
 more inslstently came the voice again: l "Mamar' and again, Mama, please, | dwink!'
 | The little voice was not fretful; it was merely imperative. This was prince l who was accustomed to have his behests | obeyed. He waited as long as prince 1 oil ha l wait when he had given a command, and l then, In the same tone, commanded: | Mama, please. dwink'' Doubtless he had often called in vain | We cannot give in to all these childish whims and he closed his eyes and tried to 20 to seep like a good child, but the l little hand tossed on the sheet When next the child called the gentle white-capped nurse brought water Tn 1 little cup with spout and wet ms hps. | She also brushed back the yellow curls with her hand and ran her soft palm l across his hot forehead. Wilkins loved {, her for that.
 Little chap seems rather thirsty" he | suggested.
 l The nurse smiled for Wilkins was hand 1 some, but she would have smiled anyway 1 1t is one of the professional duties. 1, "Children usually ask for drink or Tor | l habit"
 l Twilight came, and the ward was made | ready for the night. The nurse came l, again to look at the boy and brought 1 another pillow that he might be made more comfortable. When she raised him | to put it in place he shook his head. 1 Boy. don't need it." he said sweetly.
 and then added his request, Mama! 1 Dwink!'
 The nurse gave him a drink and went 1 out, and the ward las left in semi-dark- :, ness.
 wilkins must have gone to sleep, for l he had sense of being awakened by ] an amending. annoying repetition of ] phrase. As his senses came back to him l he recognized the baby's plea. It had
 become more insistent.
 Mama. dwink.' and then, .'Mama. l please, dwink,' and then, Mama. mama, l dwnk."
 1 Wilkins never knew how many hundred ! times the heart-breakng words came from
 the next cot. He tried to sleep again,