Roused Him.

Otago Witness, Issue 2804, 11 December 1907, Page 91

Roused Him.

The boy was sinking fast. His eyes were closed, and all attempts to rouse him were ineffectual. The physician had watched by the bedside for half an hour without success, and finally announced" that the only hope of saving his life was to rouse him from his stupor..

* "Cannot some of you induce him to make some exertion?" ha asked. '^We can. do nothing unless we can make him do something for himself." Then the boy's mother went to the bedside and pleaded with him to rouse himself for her sake, but there was not even a motion, of the muscles of the face to show ' that he heard. She told him how much she would do for him, and what nice times they would have when he got well, but he did not stir. The father sooke of buying him a pony and a shot-gun, but he did not seem to understand. Even the mention of a circus and a pantomime, passed unheeded, and he gave up in despair. Then the sick boy's little brother crept to the bedside and said softly: "Eddie, the folks who lived in that big house up the avenue "with the lot of windows and the greenhouse have moved, and the place is empty." » The eyes opened, and the little brother went on exultingly: "All the boys is going there Monday to shy some stones through the windows." "Who gets first crack at 'em?" asked the siok boy feebly. "You do," replied the Jrttle brother. "The boys gives you first show 'cause you can throw straighter than any of 'em." "Jupiter! I'll make the people as owns that house think there's been an earthquake," exclaimed the invalid boy, trying to sit up in bed. "My! won't we have fun. though?" "He'll live!" cried the doctor joyfully, and the little brother was taken out and feasted oh pie and tarts until he was nigh unto bursting.