"No; my disease is of old standing, and I know what to do for it. If you are willing to go to the drug store for me you may take the bottle on yonder shelf and get it filled. The druggist will understand what is wanted. You may also get me a box of rheumatic pills."
"Yes, sir; I will go at once."
"You will want money. Look in the box on yonder shelf, and select a gold piece. Pay for the articles and bring back the change."
"Yes, sir."
Mark went to the shelf, and in a square wooden box found a collection of gold and silver coins from which he selected a five-dollar gold piece.
"I have taken five dollars," he said.
"Very well."
"Are you not afraid to leave this money so exposed while you are sick and helpless?" Mark ventured to inquire.
"I have no visitors," answered old Anthony.
"But you might have. Some tramp——"