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
But I was intending to speak of my simple-hearted Pauline. She appeared
much astonished at the unwillingness to oblige, which these young girls
manifested; and when one of the company said, "here is a young lady,
who, I think, will give us some music," she very gracefully walked to
the piano-forte, pleasantly saying, "I shall be very happy to oblige
you." She played, by her own selection, some simple pieces which she
accompanied with her sweet voice.
The lady was moved to tears, while the young people crowded around her,
eagerly asking for more. She willingly complied, and played one piece
after another as they were selected for her, and with such beauty of
expression and even brilliancy in the execution, that I was not only
delighted by her sweet manner, but proud of the success of my first
pupil.
Mrs. Marshall sat near me, and said with tears in her eyes, "My dear
Mrs. Lenox, you have a great treasure in that lovely girl," (and so
indeed I have.) "I hope," she continued, "that the young ladies will
endeavor to imitate so worthy an example."
_Wednesday, August 7th._
I have given the children a holiday, on account of the intense heat. I
am richly repaid for all my care in the education of Pauline, by the aid
she is to me in the care of her sister and brother.
Franky loves her as a teacher, even better than he does me. I fear, he
sometimes imposes upon her good nature and her great love for him, by
his inattention and restlessness during school-hours. But I really
cannot blame them such a day as this, with the thermometer at ninety
degrees in the shade.
There is a great deal of sickness in the town, and the Doctor has a
number of cases of typhus fever. I think such cases have occurred every
year about this season. He now realizes the benefit of so efficient a
partner as he finds in Doctor Clapp, whose days of leisure have been
long ago forgotten, or only remembered to be sighed for. He has removed
to a pleasant residence down in town, and his good wife finds ample
employment in the training of her numerous little flock, leaving her
culinary department, in which she was so skilful, to the aid which her
husband's abundant means enable him to provide.
_Thursday, August 8th._
The heat still continues unabated. I should be inclined to call myself
sick, if it were not for my anxiety for the Doctor, who appears to me to
be quite unwell, though he will not allow it to be anything of
importance, but only the effect of riding in the heat. I do believe
physicians make the very worst patients, and dread the taking of
medicine more than any other class of persons.
_Saturday, August 10th._
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