Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 114 of 130
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 114: what you’re looking at
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113 FLORIDA, OR, THE 1RON WILL. I know Parker ?” and her hand began to wave as if she were stroking down soft, silken hair. * How does he look?” queried Florida, with a half curious glance. “O! so white! so pale! so wasted away!” The tears began to start. “The doctor is speaking to him now; now he is giving him something in a glass goblet frcm a ‘silver spoon. O! Parker, dear Parker! how he has suffered !” “Is he dangerously sick, Virginia ?” She sighed again; then there was a pause, during which her lips moved. “He says,” she murmured, referring probably to the doctor, “he says that he is very low. O! how changed he is!” “What kind of a place is he ims Vitginie-viee of the wards ?” “OO! no—a beautiful room, with blue paper, and white lace curtains over blue silk. A beautiful room—as fine as ours. I’m glad of that. The carpet is very rich, and the gas has such ‘soft shades over it. He is very comfortable, for his pil- lows are so large and downy. Then there are some alabaster images opposite, and a little glass fountain on a table, and a 7 glass ship—why, how odd!” she cried, sudden amazemeni | changing her description into exclamation. “ What is odd, Virginia ?” “The doctor calls him Mr. ‘Garret. Why! it is vertainly Parker. I can not be mistaken.” “They have changed his name to prevent his being found : out,” murmured Florida. . “Yes, that is it,” Virginia said, having overheard; “ that must be it. O! dear Parker! I wish I might stay and nurse him. It is surely my right;” her lip grieved again. _. “Can you find gut what hospital it is?” asked Florida, Virginia seemed looking round fora moment. “There is a ible on the table,” she said. “ Yes, it is printed on the cover— The Grove Hospital ’” Florida hastily wrote it down beside the name that had been given as that of the sick man. “Poor Parker!” moaned Virginia, her face taking on an intense and tragic interest, “ how very sick he is !” comliclooks.conn