The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-04-11
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CHAPTER XIV
Connie flew to her mothers bed
side and Harold followed drawn by
the alarm in Mildred's call. He saw
the younger girl fling herself down
beside the still figure on the bed in
an agony of frenzied fear. He saw
Mildred take her by the shoulders
and pull her away. Then Mildred
saw him there.
"Oh, do something" she implored.
"Take care of Connie. Connie stop
it. Get the ammonia. ] think she's
tainted"
"Oh, no, no, she's dead! She's
gone!" Connie shrieked.
"she isntl She can't! Rub her
hand. Here put this. under her
feet" Swiftly Mildred removed the
pillow from under her mothers head
and thrust it at her sister.
Connie took it and did as she was
bid. Harold stood by helplessly.. But
when he saw Mildred start franti-
cally to chatting her mothers unin-
jured hand he rushed down the hall
and found the bathroom where he
filled a glass with cold water and
dashed back to the bedroom.
He started to throw the full con-
tents into the unconscious woman's
face, but Mildred stopped him. She
reached for a towel on a nearby
chair and wet it. Then she laved
her mothers face vigorously, but un-
availingly.
Rub her hand and feet hard" she
ordered Harold and Connie. While
they obeyed her instructions she held
the glass to her mothers lips and
forced few drops Of water through
them. A moan Of pain accompanied
Mrs. Lawrence's return to conscious
ness while Mildred held handker-
chief with a few drops Of ammonia
on it under her nose.
Tears Of sympathy streamed
down Mildred's cheeks.
"The doctor will be here in a
minute, Mom," she said encourag-
ingly. Doesn't the oil help at all?"
"Oh, / guess SO, DEAR" Mrs. Law
renee managed to say between Bit
ing her lips to keep back her means.
She smiled at Harold when she
recognized him. "I'm sorry to spoil
Don't talk" Mildred broke in,
"Oh, there's the doorbell! It must
be DR.. Brill. Answer it, Connie"
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Connie ran out Of the room and
Ms1AAAl %s~ss Hn~A1A O1S~>a
afraid / cant leave mother tonight"
she said, "but if you want to we can
have bite Of dinner here when the
doctors gone
I'D be in the way" Harold de-
INJURED.
"oh. no." Mrs Lawrence put in,
her hospitable spirit surrounding
her suffering.
I'D like TO have you here" Mil
dred admitted, fearing to be loft
alone with her mother i'll and Connie
unstrung.
The doctor came in then and Hair
old told Mildred hurriedly that he
would wait in the living room.
Connie came to him soon and told
him the doctor was dressing the
burn. She couldn't hear to watch it.
AHow did il happen :" Harold
asked.
Mother was preparing dinner =
Connie explained, "and ate tipped
over . pot Of boiling lard. Her
hand and arm are frightfully burned.
l don't know what I'd have done If
Mildred hadn't been here. It hap
pened Just sitter she came upstairs.
Oh, dear, there's the telephone. Will
YOU answer it, please? I'm too up
set to talk
Harold went out and Connie soon
heard his voise raised in angry argu-
ment.
mo, / won't call Mildred to the
phone" he said. you've no busi-
ness bothering ller altar office
hours, Pam. Besides, shes not
working tor you. No, WON'T tell
her what you want. Her mother q
i'll and the doctor IS here: What?
Well thSt4 none Of your concern.
Yes, Of course I'm going to sstay.
They need me. = rs
He hung up With ! hang jugt -
Mildred sppsared = her mot ~
doorway. s9 ~
sWho ~ it!" she asked. sncsl
having heard Harold's end Of the
conversation.
s'Pamela.r he sid Grossly.
euSp0se she wanted me- Mil
dred sid ibid you tel her what
has happened?' ~
= told her you couldn't b both.