So he set his leg and bandaged it up, and fixed his ribs and gave him a dose of something to quiet down his excitement and put him to sleep--poor thing he was trembling and frightened to death and it was pitiful to see him.

We had him in my bed--Mr.Oreille slept in the guest room and I laid down beside Francois--but not to sleep bless you no.
Bridget and I set up all night, and the doctor staid till two in the morning, bless his old heart .-- When mother got there she was so used up with anxiety, that she had to go to bed and have the doctor; but when she found that Francois was not in immediate danger she rallied, and by night she was able to take a watch herself.

Well for three days and nights we three never left that bedside only to take an hour's nap at a time.
And then the doctor said Francois was out of danger and if ever there was a thankful set, in this world, it was us." Laura's respect for these, women had augmented during this conversation, naturally enough; affection and devotion are qualities that are able to adorn and render beautiful a character that is otherwise unattractive, and even repulsive.
Mrs.Gashly--"I do believe I would a died if I had been in your place, Mrs.Oreille.

The time Hildebrand was so low with the pneumonia Emmeline and me were all, alone with him most of the time and we never took a minute's sleep for as much as two days, and nights.

It was at Newport and we wouldn't trust hired nurses.