Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-12-09
CHAPTER XXVIII


But I didn't.
One look into his eyes; the COM
handing steadfastness of his gaze
into my own, and I found myself
murmuring, Thanks; believe l
will" Then I was climbing into his
car, and as I sank down beside him,
that gathering, mud-daubed fright
was again on its way.
1 realized he did not drive for
pleasure. 1t was business "Reck-
less" L thought.
Mrs. Devine's well again?" he
queried.
About So replied.
Pretty soon he stopped at their
home.
Radiator needs a drin," he said.
and got out for water.
The Devines were on the porch.
They hailed him, and Devine must
show him the Improvements"
The tour of inspection completed,
Dr. Warren looked at me strangely.
Your slap in the country has i'm
proved you, I believe"
1 felt myself flush, then replied
calmly, Perhaps"
Then he hurried away, saying:
1.-The influenza is growing serious.
I'm going in and try and sleep. Been
on the go for eighteen hours now"
Cali of it infuenzy?" called De-
vine.
mo; but I've several cases." and
he was gone.
Eighteen hours.
1t kept recurring to my mind
somehow. Then, 1 shrugged, and
dismissed him from my thoughts
with "Well, he ought to be kept
awake! Good enough for him when
he wouldn't go across!'' No use now;
the wars overt
January 1--we been too busy to
write. Last month Mr.. Devine paid
me for staying with them. 1t wasn't
much; only three dollars per week.
That's what others receive for such
work. and [ pretended it was salts
factory.
It was.
The pay / got gold can not buy.
/ won good, old-fashioned friends
and [ left them not so poor as they
fancied, for now they have water
works! And, also there's room in
their hearts-for me.
I was packing up to return again
to the Greer House and [ hated to
go, because there was only my knit
ting waiting there for me.
But I did not return-then.
A man came galloping like mad on
his mule. He said: please, some
body call DR.. Steele for me, Our
baby's swallowed poison!'
what kind?" 1 asked, as [ ran
to the phone.
Potash lye."
I called DR.. Steele and recognized
his voice as the same I'd heard con-
versing with Clarke Warren that
night in town.
who's sick?" he growled.
Seth Grays child swallowed pot
ash lye," I said. will you Gomez
Call somebody else. I'm not WELL"
was his reply as he hung up the re-
ceiver. L explained matters to Gray,
who said: TRY Warren, he'll come, l
know"
I tried and his genial tones came
to me, Coming right out"
l smiled and told the anxious par
ent what he said. He's a man."
was all he'd say.
who's with your wife and child?"
asked.
mot a soul! I was hauling up
corn and heard wife scream. / run.
She'd been maxim I've soap an the
baby got the can somehow or other.
Wife's a dom everything she knows
to do
"I'll go with you," I said.
TITS a mile" he declared, then
added, "An' I'm mule back"
That's all right. Will he carry
double?" The man stared at me
stupidity.
"Ain't never tried it-don't "know's
a woman could ride him no ways"
explained to Mrs. Divine. She was
shocked, too, but said: cts a mat
ter of life and death. We can't be
stylish now And 1 grabbed a pair
of Mr.. Devine's overalls and was into
them quicker than it takes to tell
it; also his old hat and we mounted
and were racing away
CHAPTER xxx.
I'm sure it was a wonderful spec
tacle, but we only met one farmer
in his buggy. He stared, but never
knew but what [ was a boy, for the
hat protected me much, as did over
alls. Seth Gray was nor-plussed,
L
to go: the settlement need never
know how I arrived since twas no
concern of theirs.
I'd barely gotten all Strengthened
out again and was helping poor little
Mrs. Gray pour white of egg down
the Child. when DR.. Warren's car
shot up and he left his boy COM
panion to stop 1t, for Warren had
bounded forth while it still moved
and was running in the yard, squeez-
ing a lemon and calling for a glass.
He'd rushed past me full tilt, never
seeming to see me even, so intent
was his mind on the child and its
welfare. Even when I held the glass
out to him, he never seemed to see
me.
Then we poured lemon juice down
the crying child.
1t was explained in incoherent
sentences how the mother forgot to
burn the I've cafi, as usual. How
the child poured water in it to drink,
but at the first taste she spat and
sputtered dreadfully, her screams
piercing the mothers heart.
1.-THE child couldn't have swallow
ed any to amount to anything. You
see it burnt so she rejected it i'm
mediately. What little entered her
stomach was by means of the saliva;
had she swallowed hardly any I'd
have been too late" he comforted
them.
The mother was helpless and walk
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