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
With an ardent expression of gratitude, he continued, "but his yielding
temper only leaves him more at the mercy of a cold cruel world. Oh! how
many hours of sorrow I have spent in imagining his future, and fearing
he might be left to suffer like his father. Eugene remembers little or
nothing of his early life. I have never been able to converse with him
upon subjects connected with his"--The voice was so low I could not
distinguish the rest of the sentence. "I have prepared," he added,
"some papers which throw light upon some subjects, which it is natural
and right he should know at a proper age. I should be glad to leave them
in your hands when I go, with the request that he should have them when
he attains his majority. I should also be glad, if Eugene were so
inclined, to have him keep this small estate, that the cemetery may not
be molested. The steward, who has lived in it for many years, would be
glad to continue in it, and give him a suitable rent for the house and
furniture. One thing more, and I shall have done for this morning. I
fear that I have already taxed you too long. I wish a small monument in
every respect like the one in yonder grave yard, placed above my
remains, with the single word 'Harry' inscribed upon it. I have already
given directions to have my body placed by her side. Now," said he,
"receive once more the gratitude of a father, who perceives in your
pledge of kindness to his son, a new proof of forgiveness and assurance
of pardon and love from his heavenly Father."
_Friday, February 21st._
For several days I have spent much of my time with Colonel Clifford, who
after our interview respecting his son, appeared to fail rapidly. On
Monday morning the Doctor and I called, and Eugene took the opportunity
to go out for his exercise. "Dr. Lenox," said the invalid, "there is one
subject, I inadvertently omitted at our late interview, and which I may
as well mention at this time. My name is not Henry Clifford, as you
suppose, but Henry Clifford Shirley."
Frank sprang to his feet, and was on the point of catching his friend by
the hand, but remembering the feebleness of the Colonel, and the danger
to him of any sudden excitement, he resumed his seat.
"It is entirely immaterial to me which name Eugene retains," said he,
not appearing to have noticed anything unusual in the Doctor's manner,
"but as all his property stands registered in the name of Shirley, it
was highly desirable that you should be aware of the fact."
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