While she was hesitating, Fred added: "It is good advice, mother; you can lie down, and when it is necessary I will call you.

Come, please." She could not decline, and the stalwart son, who seemed to have forgotten all about his wounded arm, almost carried her up the short stairs and to her room.

He was so familiar with the interior that he needed no light, and deposited her as gently as an infant on the bed, kissed her an affectionate good-night, and promised to listen and come to her on hearing the slightest movement in her apartment.
"How does she seem to be ?" asked Capt.

Asbury, as Fred came down the stairs.
"As well as ever; but the little rest will be grateful.

She has had enough to try the strongest person within the last few days." "True indeed.