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Baggert being at the store, Tom, at this particular time, was rather isolated. He was conducting some delicate electrical experiments, and to keep the measuring instruments steady he had closed all the windows and doors of his shop.
It was a success, so far. Time alone will tell, now. Dr. Hendrix says you can see your father for just a moment." Off to the Meet Softly Tom tiptoed into the room where his father lay. At the bedside were the three doctors, and the nurse followed the young inventor in. Mrs. Baggert stood in the hall, and near her was Garret Jackson.
Yes, if I make that air trip to-morrow I'll have to do some tall hustling when I get home." The electric runabout swung into the yard of the Swift house, and Tom brought it to a stop opposite the side door. He looked about for a sight of his father, Mrs. Baggert or Garret Jackson. The only person visible was Eradicate Sampson, working in the garden. "Hello, Rad," called Tom. "Anybody home?"
"I say dad!" cried Tom. "This is great! Great news here! Where are you, dad? Say, Mrs. Baggert," he called as he saw the motherly housekeeper, "where's father? I've got great news for him? Where is he?" "Out in the shop, I think. I believe Mr. Damon is with him."
Then, as his eyes seemed determined to close of their own accord, if he did not let them, he tumbled into bed. Tom fancied it was nearly morning when he suddenly awoke with a start. He heard a noise, and at first he could not locate it. Then his trained ear traced it to the dining-room. "Why, Mrs. Baggert must be getting breakfast, and is rattling the dishes," he thought.
"But why is she up so early?" It was quite dark in Tom's room, save for a little gleam from the crescent moon, and by the light of this Tom arose and looked at his watch. "Two o'clock," he whispered. "That can't be Mrs. Baggert, unless she's sick, and got up to take some medicine." He listened intently. Below, in the dining-room, he could hear stealthy movements. "Mrs.
"He's had another of those heart attacks!" gasped Tom. He was just going to call Mrs. Baggert, when Mr. Swift opened his eyes. He looked at Tom, and the lad could see that they were bright, and did not show any signs of illness. "Well, I declare!" exclaimed the inventor. "I must have dozed off, Tom, while you were gone. That's what I did. I fell asleep!" "Oh!" said Tom, much relieved.
Baggert busied herself heating water and getting things in readiness for the doctor, who had promised to come at once. Tom was just regaining consciousness when the physician came in, having driven over at top speed. "What what happened? Did the Humming Bird fall?" asked Tom in a whisper, putting his hand to his head.
It makes my blood boil when I think of what they've done! Tom should have kept cool!" "Go on. What was Tom excited about?" Ned turned to the housekeeper. "Well, he said you had called him to tell him to meet you over at that farmer's place," went on Mrs. Baggert.
Baggert had the colored man help her get some kettles of hot water in readiness for possible use by the doctor. Mr. Jackson aided Tom to lift Mr. Swift up on the bed, and they got off some of his clothes. "I'll try to see if I can revive him with a little aromatic spirits of ammonia," decided Tom, as he noticed that his father was still unconscious.
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