Then she put aside her work with a sigh, as she reflected upon the slow progress she had made, and, disrobing herself, laid her over-wearied body beside that of her sick child.
Ella was asleep; but her breathing was hard, and her mother perceived, upon laying her hand upon her face, that her fever had greatly increased.

But she knew no means of alleviation, and therefore did not attempt any.

In a little while, nature claimed for her a respite.

Sleep locked her senses in forgetfulness..