"Come right in.

He is sleeping now, poor fellow, and it's the first real sleep he has had.

He has been raving crazy forty-eight hours." "Mrs.Martin, what shall I do ?" whispered Betty.
"Oh, just watch him, my dear," answered the elder woman.
"If you need me send one of the lads up to the house for me.

I shall return as soon as I can.

Keep the flies away--they are bothersome--and bathe his head every little while.