To every one except Dannie, Jimmy's case was hopeless from the first.

He developed double pneumonia in its worst form and he was in no condition to endure it in the lightest.

His labored breathing could be heard all over the cabin, and he could speak only in gasps.

On the third day he seemed a little better, and when Dannie asked what he could do for him, "Father Michael," Jimmy panted, and clung to Dannie's hand.
Dannie sent a man and remained with Jimmy.

He made no offer to go when the priest came.
"This is probably in the nature of a last confession," said Father Michael to Dannie, "I shall have to ask you to leave us alone." Dannie felt the hand that clung to him relax, and the perspiration broke on his temples.