It's better nor all the nussin', an' ye must do that every mornin'-- every mornin'; an' don't ye take no for an answer.

Now jest go in with me an' see your pa." Jim would not have been greatly surprised to see the rude little room thronged with angels, but he was astonished, almost to fainting, to see Benedict open his eyes, look about him, then turn his questioning gaze upon him, and recognize him by a faint smile, so like the look of other days--so full of intelligence and peace, that the woodsman dropped upon his knees and hid his face in the blankets.

He did not say a word, but leaving the boy passionately kissing his father, he ran to his own cabin.
Seizing Mike by the shoulders, he shook him as if he intended to kill him.
"Mike," said he, "by the great horned spoons, the little fellow has fetched 'im! Git yer pa'tridge-broth and yer brandy quicker'n' lightnin'.

Don't talk to me no more 'bout yer priest; I've got a trick worth two o' that." Both men made haste back to Number Ten, where they found their patient quite able to take the nourishment and stimulant they brought, but still unable to speak.

He soon sank into a refreshing slumber, and gave signs of mending throughout the day.