Arizona republican., 1922-02-05

was waiting.
"You have done very we'll, indeed"
said Mrs. King. A little color had
come into her fine old cheeks. Il
wish 1 could pay you now," but |
haven't the money by me. / will
send some one with 1t little later.
Perhaps / can get John Morrow to
bring it. He seems to be rather un-
encumbered by employment just at
present"
Pamela flushed "He is taking care
Of his me ther. She is quite sick, and
she hasn't any one but John to de-
pend upon"
"Oh, is that so?" Mrs. King spoke
a little fretfully. She was not think
ing OF John Morrow at all. but of
how she should get the money TO
pay Pamela. Her quarterly check
was not due till Monday, and Mrs.
King was terribly uncc mfortable.
Pamela saw this, and turned to go.
Her own poverty gave her insight
into the true condition Of this stately
old woman, who was too proud to ac-
knowledge that she had nothing to
pay with.
I'll will look you up some more
work, my dear" Mrs. King added,
helplessly
Thank you," Pamela murmured.
Her hand was on the doorlknob when
she heard a sound. She looked back.
Mrs. King had sunk upon the lower
step of the staircase and was cling
ing to the newell post, looking so faint
and white that the girls heart leaped
with fear. In an instant she was
bending over her.
1T is just a turn" Mrs. King man.
aged to say: "Can you uncork my
vinaigrette? 2"
The little bottle hung on n chair
about her neck. Pamela had often
seen it and wondered what it was
She quickly applied it to Mrs. Kings
nose. do you feel any better now?'
Pamela asked after an anxious in
terval.
Mrs. King shook her head. She
looked despairingly up the staircase
IF | could only get to my room!'
If l could only carry you" Pa.
mela murmured She was alarmed
by the pallor of the high bred face
and the way Mrs. King sank agains
her. 'I'll get John Morrow" she said
Hang on to the post. If you can
There We're cushions in the mex
room; Pamela had seen them. Sh,
ran, came back with an armful anC
propped Mrs. King about with them
Then she flew out of the house Il
the little white one next door, wher,
John Morrow was sure to be found
taking care of his feeble mother.
Before she got to the door Johr
came out ready for a walk.
"Oh, come quick, il you please,
Pamela gasped. Mrs. King-of
quick!" And back she went like G
bird.
John Morrow, who had long leg.
and a clear head. was almost a.
quick as she. Mrs. King lay amone
her pillows unconscious. John picked
her up and carried her upstairs anC
laid her on her stately bed, anC
while Pamela administered all tn,
first aids she knew he went ou
and telephoned for the doctor Re.
turning, he sat on the stairs in read.
mess for any further service hc
could render.
Keeping guard, John?" asked the
old doctor, smilingly, patting the
young fellows sturdy shoulders.
II thought l might be of use. The
old lady's pretty SICK" replied John
This was the opinion the doctor ex-
pressed five minutes later. "Who ii
going to take care of herr" the doc
tor puzzled. He had known Mrs
King for years and Pamela evel
since she came into the world. "ShC
hasn't chick or child that ! ever
heard of. 1t looks like you'll hav,
to undertake the job yourself, Pa
mela. Can you nurse?"
Il can try" Pamela answered. =.
took care of mother. III do my
best.
II know you will" he said ant