twenty-four hours, and exposed to the storm, has not helped things any."
"But—is his condition dangerous?" inquired Ralph in a fluttering tone.
"It is decidedly serious, answered the doctor. "There appears to be a suspension of nerve activity, and I would say concussion of the brain. The case puzzles me, however, for the general functions are normal."
"Can't you do something to revive him?" inquired Will.
"I shall try, but I fear returning sensibility will show serious damage to the brain," said the doctor.
He opened his pocket medicine case, and selecting a little phial, prepared a few drops of its contents with water, and hypodermically injected this into the patient's arm.
In a few minutes the watchers observed a warm, healthy flush spread over the white face and limp hands of the recumbent boy. His muscles twitched. He moved, sighed, and became inert again, but seemed now rather in a deep, natural sleep than in a comatose condition.
The doctor watched his patient silently, seemingly satisfied with the effects of his ministrations.
After a while he took up another phial, held back one eyelid of the sleeper with forefinger and
