"I am so tired. Will yer carry me ter Jesus?"
"Yes, dear."
Then tenderly the teacher's arms went around the little form. She said, aloud:
"Dear Jesus, I have brought you little Brigham, because you love little children. He is too tired to go any farther alone, so I have brought him to you. Please carry him the rest of the way home."
Gently, she drew her arm away. The child smiled as if satisfied, and dozed off again.
It was late in the morning, when Dr. Mishell reached Murphy Ranch. He looked grave as he watched Brigham.
"Better remain here if you can, Miss Bright. Good nursing will save the girl, and may save the boy; but it is doubtful. You realize he is in a critical condition."
"Yes. I will remain, Doctor; but Miss Earle will need help with the other patients."
"Oh, Miss Earle is doing finely," he assured her. "And with one exception, none of the cases are as serious as these two."
"Who is the exception?"