The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1934-09-21

Cook dabbled a handkerchief in the
water and slapped the lady's face. sally
took off her shoes and rubbed her feet.
But nothing helped and the lady lay
rigid and breathed heavily.
Mclaughlin said. We'll have to have
a doctor"
Sally said, Or. Print is Just around
the block"
Cook said, Or. Wheeling's her doc
tor, and in all the 20 years I've been
with her she's had no one else, and it
must be DR.. Wheeling or nobody"
Mclaughlin went to telephone DR..
Wheeling.
Cook said: "Well, goodness knows
you're welcome, for I'm all alone here,
and T can't count Mr.. Mclaughlin for
the simple reason that he's q gentle
man. II you look at him close you can
see that he's a gentleman and not a
chauffeur at all, but a construction en-
gineer of some kind who can't get a job
just now. viii you run upstairs and
get a pillow from her bedroom? It's
the big bedroom at the back Of the
second floor, and I'll hold the little
boys hand while you're gone"
Sally ran up and got a pillow and
when she came down Dr.. Wheeling was
there examining the lady, who still re-
manned rigid and breathed in that dis
tressing heavy way. Then he wrote out
several prescriptions and said to Sally.
See that she Is kept covered and warm
and she Is not to be carried upstairs
until a nurse comes"
He telephoned for a nurse to come
at once and then he went away.
The nurse came about 4 o'clock and
with the help Of McLoughlin's strong
arms they got the patient upstairs and
into bed. Then Mclaughlin went to
get some things from the drugstore and
to Jimmie's amazed delight he vas
taken along and allowed to share the
front seat between Mclaughlin and
Scuffy.
Then cook said to Sally:
"Now, I can get dinner in peace, and
I'm telling you again I don't know what
I'd do here alone with her sick, and
maybe it's her end. And if it is her end
I can say she brought it on, the way
she's been acting in the last six months,
for I don't believe she's lost her money"
Dinner was ready at 6, and Jimmie
came back on McLoughlin's shoulder
to eat it. Cook was host and hostess,
and Jimmie sat next to Mclaughlin
and Sally waited on them all, feeling
she was no better than a thief who had
broken into this house.
But after all her fierce determine
ton to get him his dinner, Jimmie
would not eat it. He said, where's
Scuffy? Get Scuffy."
Then the little dog was allowed to
come in. But Jimmie could not eat for
watching him.
Jimmie, eat your potato. your nice
baked potato"
mo"
But your milk, darling. You're 60
ing to drink your good rich milk"
mo"
But try. Come now. try"
Cant, Mummie."
Little stomachs so quickly protect
themselves by shrinking when there is
not enough food. She was afraid to
think of that. She got in a panic. She
said to Mclaughlin, But he must eat.
See if you can make him."
Cook said, Don't force him. It's the
excitement and all. But he'll eat the
beautiful yellow custard I have for him,
and I've wen gone to the trouble to
melt q little maple sugar ON the top
Of it."
"Oh, Jimmie, what a beautiful beau
tiful custard!"
He ate a spoonful.
Mclaughlin said to Jimmie: If you
hurry and eat up the custard I'll drive
you in the a when I go around to the
garage"
Then Jimmie swallowed another
spoonful.
That's it. finish 1t up"
Cant"
Then no ride"
Jimmie burst into tears and the house
phone rang a loud jangle.
Cook said to Sally, '"Thatu be the
nurse. Run like a good girl"
Nurse said the patient had regained
consciousness and was now sleeping.
Sally went up. As soon as she went
into the bedroom the old lady opened
her eyes and looked at her. She said
"What are you doing here?"
II thought you'd need me. I thought
"You thought you'd take advantage
-"
The nurse said, "Stop talking. Not
another word"
She was a splendid nurse and in great
demand. She thought she could afford
to treat her patients like children. The
schoolroom authority in her voice ST.
fenced the lady who had not been spok-
en- to in that fashion in at least 60
years.
Sally went downstairs shaking a little
from the impact of that dark look and
still sick at the thought that Jimmie
had not been able to eat his dinner. II
she could manage to stay the night he
would have his breakfast in the morn
ing, and surely he would be able to
eat his breakfast.
But when the next morning came