For some time he rested quietly on his back, moving his head slightly, from time to time, in order to see everything in the room and wondering the while, whether he were asleep or 170awake. Then an indistinct remembrance of the exciting events of the day before returned to him, and it seemed as if he were still breathing the hot smoke which had filled the burning building.
“How do you feel this morning?”
These words were uttered in a soft, womanly voice, and on turning his head, he saw standing3 by his bedside one of the prettiest young ladies he had ever seen. Her dress was of a quiet Scotch4 plaid, and she wore over her dark hair a most becoming little white cap, of a style that was perfectly new to him.
“I feel queer,” was his simple answer and then he asked, with a faint show of interest: “How did I get here, and where am I?”
“You’re in good hands and you’ll soon be well again, Bruce, but you must be careful not to move about too much in your bed or to worry yourself unnecessarily,” was the young lady’s reply, but although it was uttered in the gentlest and most reassuring5 tones, he could not help noticing its evasive nature, so he repeated his question, “Where am I?”
“You’re in an hospital, and you must stay here until you are well enough to go out again,” said the young lady, and then as she saw a look of dismay coming to the boy’s face, 171she continued, “But you needn’t be afraid, for it is a very nice hospital, indeed, and you will have everything that is good for you, and I am sure that you will get well very fast. Now shut your eyes again and try to go to sleep, and by and by I will bring you some breakfast.”
The young lady with the white cap inspired so much confidence in the young boy that he dismissed all anxiety and curiosity from his mind, closed his eyes and was soon in a deep sleep, from which he did not awaken6 until nearly all the rest of the sleepers7 in the big room were either sitting up in bed or dressed and walking about. He felt much more refreshed now, and as he stared about him, he wondered what had become of the young lady, and how soon she would bring his breakfast to him.
“Hay, boss, wot place is dis?” said a piping voice close beside him, and as Bruce turned his head, he saw in the cot next to his a face that seemed familiar, and was connected in his mind in some way with the fire and smoke and excitement of the day before. It was the face of a boy, and a very homely9 little boy at that. It was a boy with a freckled10 face, turned up nose, and a pair of sharp, small, blue eyes, which looked at him from under a thick mat of coarse 172red hair which hung down over his forehead in rebellious11 locks, and added measurably to the foxy expression of his face.
“Who are you, anyhow?” demanded Bruce.
“I’m Skinny de Swiper, an’ I’d like ter know wot dey brung me here fer.”
“I’m sure I don’t know,” said the other, and then he added with a smile “I don’t even know what I’m doing here myself, but where do you come from? Where do you live when you’re home?”
“Sometimes one place, and sometimes anudder; last week I got a job in a factory over in 18th Street, but dere was a fire dere, an’ I guess I muster12 got burned up. I kin8 just remember a bloke collarin’ me an’ and trowin’ me down a ladder; he muster been a fireman.”
The boy’s simple explanation cleared some of the cobwebs out of Bruce’s mind, and he suddenly recalled his entrance, with the hose under his arm, into the burning building and the boy whom he had dragged through the window and down the ladder to the street. “I guess,” he remarked, “that I’m the bloke that carried you out.”
“Come off!” said the boy in a tone of mingled13 scorn and incredulity, “dere ain’t no kids 173like you in de fire department, an’ I guess I’d oughter know.”
“Very well then,” replied Bruce, annoyed at the other’s contemptuous words, “maybe I’m not in the department, but I helped to put that fire out all the same. If I hadn’t I wouldn’t be here now.”
He would have said more if he had not been interrupted by the young lady with the white cap, who came up to him at this moment in company with another young lady dressed exactly like herself and with the same gentle manner and soft voice. The second young lady was the day-nurse and the other nurse was telling her about the cases that had been brought into the ward14 during the night. In a few words she explained the injuries which the two boys were suffering from and then asked them if they would like something to eat. They were both hungry and in a few minutes a tray with coffee, toast, and an egg was placed on each bed. Skinny ate his breakfast without any assistance, but Bruce had to be helped by the day-nurse, a process which he did not object to in the slightest degree. As he ate he noticed half a dozen other patients who were also breakfasting in bed while others were walking about the ward, or sitting in reclining chairs, reading or 174talking with one another. Some of these had crutches15 with them, while others wore bandages or limped along with the aid of canes16. Bruce, looked all around him in a vain search for some well man, and then innocently asked the nurse how it happened that everybody in the room seemed to be lame17 or disabled in some way. The nurse smiled at his simplicity18 and then replied: “They’re brought here because they are disabled, for this is a hospital, where broken limbs are set and the sick made well again. You’ll have to stay here until you are cured; and if you lie quiet now, in a few days you will be able to walk about like the others you see there.”
Then, having advised the young sufferer not to talk or exert himself in any way, she departed with the breakfast tray and Bruce, fatigued19 by the slight exertion20 of eating, closed his eyes and was soon sound asleep.
It was after ten o’clock when he awoke suddenly and found the nurse and two or three gentlemen standing at the foot of his bed. One of these gentlemen had a long white beard, gold spectacles, and an exceedingly benevolent21 air.
“And so this is the brave little fire-lad, is it?” he remarked, with a very kindly22 smile, as 175the nurse whispered something in his ear, and in another moment a tall, white screen was placed about the bed, the blanket and sheet drawn23 up and then Bruce felt shooting pains through his right leg as the head surgeon and his assistants removed the bandages to see how his wounds were getting on. He fully24 believed that they were cutting his leg off, and after a pain a little sharper than the others he asked, “isn’t it most off yet?”
They all smiled at his words and the old gentleman answered in reassuring tones, “no, my son, that leg of yours will be as good as ever in three weeks and you’ll live to be a first class fireman yet or I’m very much mistaken.”
Then the bandages were quickly replaced, the bed-clothing drawn up, and, when the attendant had removed the screen, Bruce saw the physicians gathered around Skinny the Swiper. The boy set his teeth hard, but uttered no sound, as the bandages were taken from his arm and shoulder and fresh liniment applied25 to the wounded parts. Bruce could see him watching the faces of the doctors with sharp, eager eyes, very much as a squirrel might regard any object in which it had some special interest; but nevertheless he did not ask a single question or utter the slightest moan, although once 176his face turned white with pain and the doctor, knowing that the boy was suffering, remarked in his gentle, professional voice, “one moment more, my boy, and it will be all over. There, now, we’ll put the bandages on again and the pain will soon go.” Then the doctors continued their tour of the ward, and, as soon as they were out of hearing, Skinny turned to Bruce and said, “maybe dat didn’t hurt when der bloke pulled dem rags off.”
“Look here!” returned the other, “if you don’t think I’m the fireman that carried you out of that building, you’d better ask that tall gentleman with the white whiskers; he knew who I was, the minute he saw me and didn’t wait to be introduced either.”
“Say boss, is dat on de level?” asked the boy as he raised his head slightly from his pillow and fixed26 his eyes with the same sharp, searching, squirrel look on Bruce’s face.
“It is,” said the other.
For a few moments, the boy who had grown up in the streets continued to regard the one who had saved his life with a fixed, eager look, but he said nothing. There were undoubtedly27 things in his mind that he wanted to say, but for the utterance28 of which his vocabulary was totally inadequate29. So he said nothing but 177“hully gee30!” which might have been taken to mean almost anything, but which Skinny the Swiper intended as an expression of gratitude31, admiration32, and esteem33 combined with a solemn oath of loyalty34, all condensed into two words, neither one of which can be found in Webster’s dictionary.
But Bruce had had experience enough with the boys who swarmed35 about the door of the quarters to know what Skinny meant, and to him the slangy phrase passed for part at least of what the younger lad had wished to express. He said nothing more, but closed his eyes, which were still red and sore, and when he opened them again a few minutes later, the doctors had departed, half a dozen visitors were in the ward, and John Trask was standing beside his bed and calling him by name.
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