fore a second visitor
arrived.
Dr. Morton was considered the most skilful practitioner in the
neighborhood. Mrs. Travilla meeting him on the way in returning to the
Crags, had begged him to take charge of Mrs. Gibson's case, and also to
look at Sally's eyes; engaging to settle his bill herself.
On his way home he called at the Crags with his report. The mother, he
said, was very much out of health, but not incurable; he had promised to
send her some medicine. A month or two at the seashore would do her good;
perhaps restore her entirely."
"Then she must go," said Elsie, "I will at once see what arrangements can
be made. But now, what of the girl, doctor?"
"She seems in pretty good health."
"But her eyes?"
"The nerve is affected; there is no help for her."
"Are you quite sure?"
"Quite. I have paid a good deal of attention to the eye, and I assure you
a case like hers is incurable."
"Then you decline to attempt to do anything for her?"
"I do, Mrs. Travilla, because there is absolutely nothing to be done."
"Poor girl, how sorry I am for her! blindness must be so terrible," Lucy
remarked to her friend after the doctor had gone.
"Yes," Elsie answered thoughtfully, "but I do not give up hope for her
yet."
"Dr. Morton is considered very skilful."
"Still he may be mistaken, and I shall not rest till I have made every
effort to save her sight."
Little Elsie and her sister had already become deeply interested in poor
Sally, and were laying plans to help her.
"What can we do, Elsie?" queried Vi, in an under tone, drawing her sister
aside.
"She'll want clothes; she had on a very old faded calico dress."
"And not a bow or pin; just an old linen collar around her neck," remarked
Gertrude, joining them; "and her dress was ever so old-fashioned and
patched besides."
"Let's put our pocket money together, and buy her a new dress," proposed
Vi.
"And make it for her," added Elsie; "it hurts her eyes to sew, and you
know Dinah could fit it. Mamma had her taught the trade, and says she fits
and sews very nicely."
"Oh, what's the use of giving our money?" exclaimed Gertrude, impatiently.
"We want it ourselves, and your mamma has such loads and loads of money;
hasn't she, Eddie?" turning to him, as he stood near.
"I don't know," he answered; "she never told us she had; she never talks
much about money, except to tell us it all belongs to God, who only lends
it to us."
"And that we must giv
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