Macon's kindness could not wholly relieve.
And they were very kind. The latter often took the two children to
drive, while the former brought baby dainties and toys to brighten his
languid eyes.
A doctor was finally called, who said his ill feelings were entirely
owing to his teeth, and left some mild powders for him to take. But
there came a night when he was so feverish and flighty that Sara dared
not leave him in the morning, so sent a note by Morton to the professor,
stating the reason for her absence. The latter read it carefully, said a
sympathizing word or two to the boy, who plainly showed his concern,
then added kindly,--
"Tell her not to worry at all about the work till the little one is
quite well enough to be left; there is nothing pressing just now; and
supposing you stop at the house as you go by, and let Mrs. Macon read
this note. She is fond of the child."
"Yes, sir," said Morton, and was about to start on his return, when the
gentleman arrested him.
"Stay," he said, "what are you doing since school closed? Are you
working at anything?"
"Not much, sir; I'm helping Mr. Hoffstott in the bakery, carrying home
orders on his busy days: it doesn't take all my time though."
"I suppose you are used to the management of boats; you can row or sail
one?"
"Oh, yes, sir!" his eyes lighting.
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