And, when the wound was dressed, lent aid,
As of the Sisterhood of Charity,
With her own hands.[4]
Evening came on apace
Bringing the doctor. When he saw the man
A strange expression flitted o’er his face,
As to himself he muttered: “Yes, flushed cheek;
Pulse beating much too high. If possible
I must arrest the fever. This prescription
Very oft succeeds. But some one must take note