The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1913-08-22

be careful Davy-m0ther said not TO
go so near the bonfire-but he did, Joe.
the careless one-and now he was
burning, burning - mother = Lizzie
Bradley-Lamson. :
"Oh. you poor boy, poor boy: Bring
some water. quick!"
Did some one speak, O. was it-again
the little, foolish smile cracked the
parched lips. He had known mother
would come-she always did when her
boys were hurt, Y e IL they did it
carelessly themselves-but she did not
know how big bis head was or she
would not try to lift ii. oh. he was at
the old spring misunderstanding!
HE must not have too much at once,
the poor boy!" A warm rain fell upon
his 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. Da-
vie, when his head was so big that he
couldn't run.
''The brute-the perfect brute, to go
of and leave him like this! Never
even get him water!!"
Was that father? No; Tige had not
hurt him. 1t was the ire-and 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" and again the
warm rain dropped upon him. and his
big, heavy head was lifted and laid
why. it must be the cool. damp o
above the spring! 1t was heavenly!
II it was not for the dreadful some
thing that hurt SO about Lizzie-Liz-
zie Bradley-LamsOn-he could-Lfzzie
Bradley-Lamson-Liz. z
Il 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 doIlars-but oil the same, Lamson's
a brute. with less feeling than a hog!
And the thought that Lizzie'd-faugh!"
Lizzie-Lizzie Bradley-Lamson-Liz.
Don't say that. Joe Harris! Can't
you understand? Lamson lied" Liz
observation-disclosures
"Oh. never mind, mother. Hes too
light headed yet. But the fever is cool
ing, and the doctor'll be here soon.
Look out yonder. Ben's got a crowd.
all right. Joe's grain'u be in the stack
in short order, and it isn't hurt yet, not
an atom, In spite Of Lamson's know It
all verdict"
Lizzie Bradley Lamson-he was hurt.
Did Lizzie Bradley-Lamson-no. he
wuuldn't-wouldn't put out his tongue.
1t was too stin and big. like his head.
And he wouldn't have a spoon in his
mouth.
Here. young man. you take this!
swallow 1t. Do you hear?" Some one
shook him slightly, with the order, and
he swallowed and grinned and said 1t
was Davy's cough drops, and it was
Lizzie Bradley-Lamson who who
made the fre. Was that little Sis who
cried out sharply and sobbed? Davy
mustn't hurt little Sis. He. Joe. was
all right, only Lizzie.
"Oh. shut upy the gruf one COM
manded. TIN the doctor. and I, say
for you to drop it and go to Sleep"
There was mother again. with the
gourd from the spring. and he drank
and drank till they took it away, and
then he slid down and down and out
where there was only q cool. quiet
Darkness.
It was late the next day. The sun
was sending its level rays across the
door when Joe Harris came to him.
self and looked about with q calm and
growing consciousness.
There was a faro6. CHEEKY sound Of
busy machines. Through the open win
dow he could see his fields swarming
with men and teams. The food wagon
and eating tent stood back by the
we'll, the important cook bustling over
a fire. His room was cool and fresh.
Flowers. stood upon his little home
made table with the doctors medicine
glass.
Bit by bit he studied it out, and as
he recognized Mr.. Bradley and the
boys and other neighb0rs and Mrs.
Bradley herself putting his freshly
washed, shirts upon the line his eyes
6lled. and he murmured a faint "God
bless them"
At the sound there was a stir by
the head Of the bed, and a girl. with
anxious eyes leaned ove him and
touched his forehead with q shy little
band.
He3oOked at her q moment: then he
muttered feebly. questioninsly. Lizzie
Establishment =
With a rush Of tender tears she laid
her warm pink cheek against his. muir
muring:: mo. Joe. dear; no! Lizzie
Bradley HarrisT
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