Prudence of the Parsonage by Ethel Hueston
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to bed. Yes, I'll try my very best." Then she looked up at the
doctor, and added: "But I wouldn't do it for you, or anybody else, either." But the doctor only smiled oddly, and went away up-stairs again, wondering at the wisdom that God has placed in the hearts of women! Dreary miserable days and nights followed after that. And Prudence, to whom Carol, even in delirium, clung with such wildness that they dare not deny her, grew weary-eyed and wan. But when the doctor, putting his hand on her shoulder, said, "It's all right now, my dear. She'll soon be as well as ever,"--then Prudence dropped limply to the floor, trembling weakly with the great happiness. Good Methodist friends from all over Mount Mark came to the assistance of the parsonage family, and many gifts and delicacies and knick-knacks were sent in to tempt the appetite of the invalid, and the others as well. "You all need toning up," said Mrs. Adams crossly, "you've all gone clear under. A body would think the whole family had been down with something!" Carol's friends at the high school, and the members of the faculty also, took advantage of this opportunity to show their love for her. And Professor Duke sent clear to Burlington for a great basket of violets and lilies-of-the-valley, "For our little high-school song-bird," as he wrote on the card. And Carol dimpled with delight as she read it. |
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