: O)lga’s [P\armozets.

“BOVE all things keep the child amused,” said the Doctor ina
decided tone to Mrs. Wrangham, who had followed him out
of her little daughter’s sick-room to receive his latest directions.
“Good morning!’ and the busy doctor was down-stairs and driv-
ing away in his brougham before another word could be said.
af Poor Mrs. Wrangham! MHer’s was indeed a difficult task
She had but just lost [Byes cE Z

her husband, when her
only child, Olga, fell
ill, and as her malady
seemed to baffle the
country doctors she
was brought to the city
to beunderacelebrated
physician. He at once
pronounced the little
girl tobe suffering from
disease of the spine,
and whilst ordering her
very careful treatment,
he was most anxious,
as we have heard, that
she should have cheer-
ful surroundings.

 

    

“If only we were at
home,” sighed the poor
mother to herself, ‘I
couldthenasktheneigh-
bor’s children to look in
now and then. Theyare
always so good to Ol-
ga; but here I know
absolutely no one, and how can I amuse my poor child?”

She was tired out with grief and anxiety, and could no longer restrain her
tears, though she would gladly haveconcealed them, as she heard her landlady
tap at the door.