Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1910-02-25

| land; also she talked of her will. and
her fear that II she died intestate her
son Hugh would get as much Of her
property as his brother
AS soon as she could get away, Hope
called the landlord and begged him to
dispatch mounted messenger for the
doctor, to whom she hastily wrote a
note describing the condition of the
sufferer as accurately as she could.
This done. there was nothing for 1t but
waiting.
This waiting tried Hope severely.
She felt, moreover, what a weight of
responsibility lay upon her.
Though Jessop was full Of express
sions of sympathy and woe, her pale
face and nervous manner showed how
unit she was for sick-nurse.
Hope waited for the doctors report
before she wrote to Mr.. Rawson's part
ner for help and counsel.
Richard Saville was away cruising.
nobody knew where; Mr.. Rawson was
travelling; Lord Everton-who could
md him? and she felt. she knew, that
Mrs. Saville was going TO be very Ill.
At last, after what seemed ages, but
really as soon as he could come, the
doctor appeared.
Though rusty and dislocated in ap-
pearance, he was kindly and intelli-
gent. After examining his patient, he
asked Home II she was her daughter.
"A much attached friend, then?" he
said, when she answered in the mega
tive.
~ fear the poor lsdy is seriously III.
II fs rather difficult to foresee how
these feverlsh attacks may turn, and
we can only help nature. There is lit
tie to be done. have brought medi-
cines with me, thanks to the descrip-
ton In your note Salnte-Croix boasts
no chemists shop. You must watch
your patient constantly. Give her
milk when you can get her to take
anything. will speak to the landlord
about few precautions which It
would be as well to take, and think
you had better have a nurse-a sick
nurse-to assist you. 1t seems to me
that Madame has been healthy wom-
an?"
Remarkably healthy, believe"
That is well. A reserve force Of
untried strength is the best help In
these cases. I will come over very
early tomorrow morning, and, II DOS
sible, bring nurse with me-"
So Hope was left with a sinking
heart to watch the sick-bed, to admin
lister what medicine was ordered. to
cool the burning skin by applying To-
tion which smelt Of camphor, to pray
Tor strength and courage She sent
the courier to the nearest telegraph
station, describing Mrs. Saville's con-
dition, and begging that Mr.. Rawson
and Richard Saville might be sent for.
Meantime, a note or terror had
spread through the household. Some
precautions suggested by the doctor
gave rise to exaggerated ideas of in
lection, and Hope soon began to per-
ceive.that the service of the sick-room
was becoming difficulty.
The doctor was faithful to his word
and returned with sturdy, broad
faced Sister Of Mercy, who was an i'm.
mense help. Then the sad routine OF
sick-room was instituted. Gradual
ly Hope came to know that the enemy
with which they had to contend was
severe typhus fever. The whole weight
of attendance fell on Hope and the Sis.
ter At times Mrs. Saville was wildly
excited, striving to get out Of bed and
wandering deliriously. In her worse
state Hopes voice and touch had a
certain degree of influence upon her
The weary days, and still wearier
nights, dragged their slow length
along. Letters came from Mr.. Raw.
sons partner assuring Miss Desmond
that he was In hopes a letter would |
find Mr.. Saville In the island of Ru-
gen, where his bankers believed he
would make short stay, and that he
had telegraphed to Mr.. Rawson. who
ought to be at Basle on the 7th: no
doubt that gentleman would lose no
time in going to Salnte-Croix.
Still the days and nights rolled
heavily on, and no one came.
III all our care falls" thought Hope
what terrible position for me! I
have done my best but will Mrs. sa.
ville's people thini have? II she dies
unreconciled to Hugh. what a trae.
edy!" What moments Hope could
spare from the sufferer she sweut in
writing covering the pages rapidly.
These letters she sent by the courier
to the market-town, that they might
escape the uncertainties of the Sainte-
Croix post-office.
"Mademoiselle will kill herself.
said Sister Marie, the nurse, one morn.
Ing. you do the work, the watching