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How much store I set by her, I lay out to send her a barrel of things this fall, some dried apples, canned fruit, good books, a piece of rag carpet and a crazy quilt, not rarin' ravin' crazy, but sort o' beautifully delerious, embroidered with cat stitch round every block. And the other letter wuz from Miss Meechim.

I have offered to pay you three thousand dollars for what you know and there is the very strong likelihood that you don't know a bit more than I do " "Don't know!" shrieked Honeycutt. "Wasn't I a boy grown when the dyin', delerious man stumbled in on the camp? Didn't I hear him talk an' didn't I see what he had in his fist? Wasn't I settin' right side by side with Gus Ingle when that happened?

Yet who else in all the world was there with the strength and agility to do what this man was now doing? She stole a sudden glance at the face close to hers, and then she gave a little frightened gasp. It was he! "My forest man!" she murmured, "No, I must be delerious!" "Yes, your man, Jane Porter.

The cog caught, then slipped, then caught again. Wheels began to revolve, bringing into motion and view other possible developments. "That's only when his illness makes him delerious," continued Uncle Gilbert. "As I said, you must pay no attention to him under those conditions, but I thought you ought to know." "Yes; yes," whispered the young man "Thank you."

Wall, the little arm got along all right, or would, if that had been all, but the poisonous air wuz what killed the little creeter. For five days she lay, not sufferin' so much in body, but stifled, choked with the putrid air, and each day the red in her cheeks deepened, and the little pulse beat faster and faster. And on the fifth day she got delerious, and she talked wild.

On December 25, 1830, Taliaferro records in his diary: "I rode up the SPeters to See an Indian.... Doctor Wood went up also I dressed her wound I Sent my Interpreter up with other restoratives she being delerious." On Saturday, June 28, 1834, there came to him a brave saying that both his son and daughter were ill. "Sent a message to Doct Jarvis to call & see the girl."

As I passed, with my pitcher, I saw one man delerious, and expectorating, profusely, a matter green as grass could be knew this was hospital gangrene, and remembered all Dr. Palmer had told me years before, of his experience in Paris hospitals, and the antidotes to that and scurvey poison.

And then, more weakly still, in a voice which broke despite a manful effort to make it both steady and careless, "I never cuss like that unless I'm delerious, anyhow I never cuss when there's a lady. . . ." "If you'll keep perfectly still," Virginia admonished him quickly, "I'll do all the talking that is necessary. Where is the wound?" "You don't have to have a light, do you?"