he fellow promptly read it all off without a single mistake, much to
the astonishment of Miss Arnold.

"Is that all straight, hey, Miss Agony?" asked he, with a comical
expression of mingled pride and curiosity running over his
countenance.

"Yes," replied Agnes; "and," added she, "my name is not what you call
it, but Agnes Arnold."

"Well, now, don't think I wuz callin' yer that fur sass, Missus
Arnold, for I wuz not. I'll hurry along now, for I've got a heap to do
this mornin'. Things is a gittin' wuss an' wuss every day."

"I hope they will soon mend," said Agnes, fervently; "good day."

"Good-by, Missus Arnold, an' I hope God'll take best care uv you,
anyhow," answered the driver.

"I trust in Him always, and you should also put your faith in Him. He
is strong to save."

With this admonition to her rough companion, Agnes turned back into
the rear room, and removing her hat and shawl, set herself about
kindling a fire to prepare some little nourishment for her sick
charges.

As the Burtons happened to keep a grocery store, she had no difficulty
in selecting material fitted for her object.

They all continued on the mend until the succeeding day, when the
physician having that district in charge made them a visit. He was
completely astonished upon finding how favorably the surviving cases
had turned out, and he held quite a long conversation with Agnes in
regard to what she had done, after which he remarked:

"Indeed, Miss Arnold, I must confess to you that I feel disposed to
credit these recoveries entirely to your faithful and intelligent
nursing. For to tell you the truth, the modes of treatment which we
physicians have hitherto used in cases showing the symptoms that these
did, has failed in nearly eighty per cent. of every hundred. But it is
true enough sometimes, that many of these 'grandmother remedies' as we
call them, are more efficacious than any others."

"This is not a grandmother's remedy, Doctor," smilingly replied
Agnus. "It was told to me some years ago in New Orleans."

She here concisely narrated to him the history of her experience when
she helped to nurse her father in the latter city.

"Who was it told you, Miss Arnold? was it Dr. Robinson? He was noted
about that period for his success in treating bad cases of the fever.

"No, sir, it was a Spanish gentleman, who had lived many years in
Havana. Once in Vera Cruz he took the vomito, and was saved by this
treatment.

"Most aston