Grandmother Elsie by Martha Finley
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brought to the door with all speed, and hurrying into the house, summoned
his old mammy and bade her pack a valise with such clothing as he would need on a journey to the North which might occupy a week or more. "You are acting very promptly," Calhoun said, following him in to give the desired information in regard to the train. "Yes, there's not a minute to lose, Cal." Calhoun's face was full of grief and anxiety. "I think I should go, too, Art, if--if you think there's any probability of--finding her alive." "It's impossible to tell. But we can hardly both be spared from home. It should be kept from grandpa as long as possible, and if he saw us both rushing off in the direction she has taken, he would know at once that something very serious had happened her." "Yes, you are right, and for the first time I envy you your medical knowledge and skill. She's with Virginia, the message is sent by her," glancing again at the paper which he still held in his hand. "I'm glad of that--that she has at least one of her children with her, if----" He paused and Arthur finished the sentence. "If she will be of any use or comfort to her, you were about to say? Well, we can only hope that so terrible an emergency has developed some hitherto unsuspected excellencies in Virginia's character." A horse came galloping up the avenue. Calhoun glanced from the window. "Another telegram!" he cried, and both brothers dashed out upon the |
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