Cora and The Doctor; or, Revelations of A Physician's WifeLeslie, Madeline
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Cora and The Doctor; or, Revelations of A Physician's Wife
Leslie, Madeline
Physicians -- Fiction
Mrs. Burns said, "Lucy would never dare to propose the thing to her
father. She has been trodden upon so long, she has no will of her own."
Determined to carry out her plan, now that she had gone so far, Emily
arranged the cord and tassel so that she could hang it up in an instant,
and setting it down at the door of the room, returned to her charge.
She playfully suggested to him the idea of a look from the window, and
wheeled the chair around for that purpose, when quickly catching the
frame from its hiding place, she suspended it from the nail before the
sick man had noticed her absence from his side. She stood by him combing
his thin, gray locks until her heart began to beat more freely, and then
wheeling the chair back to its usual place, awaited with no little
trembling, the result of her project. She now magnified in her own mind
the oft repeated necessity for perfect quiet and freedom from
excitement.
She took a book, and sat down, when she saw her patient give a start
that almost threw him out of his chair, saying in a half frightened,
though joyful tone, "My wife! _my wife!!_ my own dear Mary, do forgive
me!"
Emily hastened to reassure the old gentleman who did not attempt to
speak again for some minutes; but when she playfully told him of the
pleasant surprise, she intended, he confessed that for a moment he
thought his wife had appeared to him to upbraid him for his cruel
treatment of her daughter. But now nothing could induce him to have her
portrait removed.
CHAPTER XXI.
* * * * * "Thy natal day,
Love bids it welcome, the love which hath smiled,
Ever around thee, my gentle child!
Watching thy footsteps and guarding thy bed,
And pouring out joy on thy sunny head.
Roses may vanish, but this will stay,--
Happy and bright is thy natal day." MRS. HEMANS.
_Tuesday, April 11th._
Walter has to-day taken his first exercise in walking alone. He is very
proud of his achievement, but no more so than his little sister who
stands at a short distance with outstretched arms and utters the
encouraging words, "Come, dear brother; _come_ to sister!"
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