Scott whined and looked very pitiful while the doctor was at work on the leg; but it was very soon bound up, and he was put on the lounge, with his head on a pillow. Betty made a johnny-cake and some porridge for him every day.
Sometimes Betty thought he was going to have a fever. But her brother told her as long as his nose was cold there was no danger of a fever.
Betty took such good care of Scott that he was able to walk out with her very soon. It was some time before he could have much fun frolicking with dogs or chasing cats.
THE LIGHT-HOUSE
Where the solemn waves the whole day long
Seem saying, "Never! Never!"