Chapter 12
“Doctor, please come... quickly.” Came a desperate voice from upstairs.
Pa, Chris and the doctor had all fallen asleep in their parlor room chairs. The bellow from above startled them all awake but the doctor was to his feet before Chris could even focus his eyes.
Following the doctor and Mr. Browley, Chris ran up the stairs, stopping before reaching the top. He could hear Priscilla coughing, choking and gagging.
“She has been vomiting since I gave her the Alum.” Mrs. Browley stated to the doctor.
Chris could not see what was going on but could hear the doctor shifting around the bed. “The Alum may be too harsh for her stomach right now. It’s also terribly foul tasting. Do you have any clove and cinnamon? Perhaps some honey?”
“Yes, in the pantry.” he heard Mrs. Browley say.
“Mix together one part clove and one part cinnamon and bring to a boil. When it’s done, add a drop of honey. That should be gentler on her stomach.” the doctor ordered.
Hanna flew by Chris so fast down the stairs that he didn’t think she even saw him there.
“I think she has everything up, now.” Mrs. Browley stated even though Chris could still hear Priscilla coughing.
“Let’s just pray the cinnamon does the job.” The doctor stated.