A Knight of the Nineteenth CenturyRoe, Edward Payson
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A Knight of the Nineteenth Century
Roe, Edward Payson
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Having laid her back in the crib, and arranged the little form as if
sleeping, he carried the crib, with Aunt Saba's help, to the room where
Mr. Poland had died. Then he told the old negress to return and remain
with her mistress, and that he would watch over the body till morning.
That quiet watch by the pure little child, with a trace of heaven's own
beauty on her face, was to Haldane like the watch of the shepherds on
the hillside near Bethlehem. At times, in the deep hush that followed
the storm, he was almost sure that he heard, faint and far away, angelic
minstrelsy and song.
Haldane's unusually healthful and vigorous constitution had thus far
resisted the infection, but after returning from the sad duty of laying
little Bertha's remains by those of her father, he felt the peculiar
languor which is so often the precursor of the chill and subsequent
fever. Although he had scarcely hoped to escape an attack, he had never
before realized how disastrous it would be to the very ones he had come
to serve. Who was there to take care of him? Mrs. Poland was almost
helpless from nervous prostration. Amy required absolute quiet to
prevent the more fatal relapse, which is almost certain to follow
exertion made too early in convalescence. He knew that if he were in the
house she would make the attempt to do something for him, and he also
knew it would be at the risk of her life. Old Aunt Saba was worn out in
her attendance on Bertha, Amy, and Mrs. Poland. Her husband, and a
stranger who had been at last secured to assist him, were required in
the household duties.
He took his decision promptly, for he felt that he had but brief time in
which to act. Going to Mrs. Poland's room, he said to her and Amy:
"I am glad to find you both so brave and doing as well as you are on
this sad, sad day. I do not think you will take the disease, Mrs.
Poland; and you, Miss Amy, only need perfect quiet in order to get well.
Please remember, as a great favor to me, how vitally important is the
tranquillity of mind and body that I am ever preaching to you, and don't
do that which fatigues you in the slightest degree, till conscious of
your old strength. And now I am going away for a little while. This is a
time when every man should be at his post of duty. I am needed
elsewhere, for I know of a case that requires immediate attention.
Please do not remonstrate," he said, as they began to urge that he
should take some rest; "my mission here has ended for the present and my
duty is elsewhere. We won't say good-by, for I shall not be far away;"
and although he was almost faint from weakness, his bearing was so
decided and strong, and he appeared so bent on departure, that they felt
that it would hardly be in good taste to say anything more.
"We are almost beginning to feel that Mr. Haldane belongs to us," said
Amy to her mother afterward, "and forget that he may be prompted by as
strong a sense of duty to others."
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