Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1913-04-25

cases; I'm too weak and timid, and
haven't the spiritual vision Emmy,
does your mother always groan that
loud way? Is she In pain? / mean,
| does she think she is in pain?"
"Yes'm." said Emmy; but please
go on; mother is listening"
We'll, stood there dazed, you may
say: and just then in came Miss
Keith. She's a little slim thing, but
such eyes! They seem to look you
through and through. I'd have known
she was healer even if Mrs Conner
hadn't told me the night before when
she was over to our house. She stood
there, just simply looking at Mrs.
Conner, not saying a word for
minnit. Then she says in tie kindest
| voice. can't tell you how soft and
kind her voice was she says Have
you the impression of great pain, Mrs.
Conner?' And Mrs. Conner-you know
howell abruptly-she speaks, she
said: Impression of pain? l only
wish you had something jabbing you
| like hot iron, ]. guess you'd be i'm
pressed. Amt anybody going to take
of my stocking? It's swelling every
minnit.' Miss Keith only looked at
her, and lifted her hand for me and
| the girl to keep still. / expect she
was giving her silent treatment, for
in a moment or two she said: sWell?'
in such an inspiring, cheerful tone;
and Mrs. Conner said, Why, it's bet
teri surprised as could be; and had
to clap my hands for joy. But Miss
| Keith told US both to go out for
while and so.we did. We waited half
an hour by the clock, and that girl
was the most restless being you ever
saw. had all could to keep her
quiet. Then the door opened" Miss
Bigelow made wave Of her plump
hands, indicating the opening of
door, and paused with hands and
voice. Mrs. Darter had ceased to
groan.
What happened?" said Emmy.
Miss BigeloW's hands met in clap.
MRS. Conner came walking out with
Miss Keith, that's what happened"
she said, in a low, solemn voice.
| "On her sprained ankle?" cried Mrs.
| Darter.
con her sprained ankle, her that
couldn't move it without nearly faint
ing for the pain. She said it hardly
panied her at all; and she's going
right on with her preserving this min
ute. I said to sister it was simply
mirac'lus. / can't find better word"
Maybe her ankle was not sprained
so badly as she thought" Emmy sug-
gested
said Miss Bigelow; and we all know
Mrs. Conner isn't one to cry before
she's hurt, or make a fuss; and we
all know her prejudices about mental
healing. She says she don't believe a
bit more in it than she did, but says
she, that girls wonder! wish,
says she, Mrs. Darter could have her
/ never lisped, but made up my mind
to go and tell you right straight"
"She couldn't do mother any good y
said Emmy, YEARLY. At which Mrs.
Darter spoke for herself in a good,
round voice of contradiction. why
couldn't she? How does she charge,
Miss Ann?"
Not one cent?" replied Ann, with
| a thrill of triumph; IF she'll come,
| she'll come free; but don't know
whether she will come.X
Emmy, you go and ask Mrs. Con-
ner to ask her to come; ask Mrs. Con-
ner to come too" said Mrs. Barter, re-
Stunning her feeble voice. II want to
| see if that ankle is cured. You'll stay
with me, Miss Ann?"
So, almost too quickly for her to
realize the position, Emmy found her.
self on her way to the Corners. A
fragrant odor waited Mrs Corners &C.
cupation through the open kitchen
door before Emmy crossed the thresh-
old to behold her Swimming a great
kettle of plum jam. 'Landy, land!
it's Emnly-Qarter already" she cried,
with a jolly laugh. Il thought could
| git that plum jam ready to take off
before you'd come. / knew it would
MT be long when saw Miss Ann Bige-
low trotting across lots Your mas
sent for Miss Keith, guess. Well,
it's lucky Conner has the bosses
hitched in the wagon, and he can take
us right over. I'll call Hedwig to
take off the jam, and Miss Keith"
"But, Mrs. Conner, please tell me
about yourself" urged Emmy. did
she cure your
| Mrs. Corners left eyelid twitched
in company with the left corner of her
shapely mouth. You ask me no
questions, Emmy, and I'll tell you no
| lies; but you can make up your mind
Miss Keith can cure your ma-if she's
| lett"
Emmy's bewilderment deepened, but
she said, "Yes'n," in her docile way,
and followed Mrs. Conner and Miss
Keith down the walk, leaving Mr.. Con-
ner to chuckle over some unknown
mirth of his own, in the wagon.
Mrs. Darter, so Miss Bigelow told
them, had been doing all the while
Emmy was gone. Her greeting to Miss
Keith was a feeble moan. But on Miss
Keith's part there was an amazing