Galusha the Magnificent Author:Joseph Crosby Lincoln Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III THE fainting fit did not last long. When Galusha again became interested in the affairs of this world it was to become aware that a glass containi... more »ng something not unpleasantly fragrant was held directly beneath his nose and that some one was commanding him to drink. So he drank, and the fragrant liquid in the tumbler descended to his stomach and thence, apparently, to his fingers and toes; at all events those chilled members began to tingle agreeably. Mr. Bangs attempted to sit up. "No, no, you stay right where you are," said the voice, the same voice which had urged him to drink. "But really I—I am quite well now. And your sofa " "Never mind the sofa. You aren't the first soakin' wet mortal that has been on it. No, you mind me and stay still. . . . Primmie!" "Yes'm. Here I be." "Did you get the doctor on the 'phone?" "Yes'm. He said he'd be right down soon's ever he could. He was kind of fussy 'long at fust; said he hadn't had no supper and was wet through, and all such talk's that. But I headed him off, my savin' soul, yes! Says I, 'There's a man here that's more'n wet through; he ain't had a thing but rum since I don't know when.'" "Heavens and earth! What did you tell him that for?" "Why, it's so, ain't it, Miss Marthy? You said yourself he was starved." "But what did you tell him about the rum for? Never mind, never mind. Don't stop to argue about it. You goout and make some tea, hot tea, and toast some bread. And hurry, Primmie—hurry !" "Yes'm, but " "Hurry! . . . And Primmie Cash, if you scorch that toast-bread I'll scrape off the burned part and make you eat it, I declare I will. Now you lie right still, Mr.—er—Bangs, did you say your name was ?" "Yes, but really, madam " "My name is Phipps, Martha Phipps." "Reall...« less