Cottage scenes during the cholera : $b being extracts from a diary written in July and August, 1832Coppard, William Isaac
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Cottage scenes during the cholera : $b being extracts from a diary written in July and August, 1832
Coppard, William Isaac
Cholera -- Great Britain; Coppard, William Isaac, -1865 -- Diaries
_August_ 26. At eight o’clock, a message was brought to me from Mr.
Crewes’s family, at Plympton, {85a} requesting me, if I possibly could,
to go to them immediately, as their servant was alarmingly ill. Soon
after I arrived, Mr. Deeble Boger {85b} and the Messrs. Langworthy came.
It was one of those cases which exhibit great severity of
character—discolouration of the skin—incessant sickness and
restlessness—coldness of the flesh, tongue, and breath. There was very
little hope of her recovery. Perhaps this attack had been brought on and
aggravated by her own imprudence, in taking with her dinner, yesterday, a
quantity of vinegar, which had been left in a plate with some cucumber.
Debility and exhaustion rapidly increased. She became calm after awhile,
and was perfectly sensible. I left her and went to Church. The Rev. J.
Rosdew again kindly assisted me both parts of the day. But one feeling
pervaded the whole congregation—the ministers and the people—the deepest
solemnity! The plague is abroad. Who is to stand between the living and
the dead? The fervent prayer of faith availeth much. “Lord, hear our
prayer, and let our cry come unto thee!” How many appeared to pray in
earnest on this day! doubtless not here only, but through the nation.
May the supplication of a suffering people be received at the Throne of
Grace.
Mr. Crewes’s servant died in the afternoon, and Maria E. Taylor, aged six
months, of Underwood, died on this day.
_August_ 27. Whilst at breakfast, I was entreated to go as soon as
possible to Wm. Arthurs, at Underwood, as he was extremely ill, and he
was thought to be dying. After attending to a number of applications for
medicine, I went immediately to the sick man. His wife, in tears, was
standing at the door, watching my arrival. Her mother, Mary Martin, and
another woman, with dismay in their countenances, were near her. One of
the children ill with cholera, in a cradle, two other little creatures,
unconscious of what was passing, were playing about the room. I first
endeavoured to quiet the minds of the women, impressing upon them, that
there was not so much danger to be apprehended from the disease itself,
as from giving way to such excessive alarm. That all excitement and
agitation of the mind, tended to increase, if not to cause, an attack of
the malady. I found the poor man very ill. Upon enquiry, it appeared
that he had been “very bad all the night, and they thought he could not
have held out till the morning.” But, “why did you neglect to send for
medical advice at first?” “O, sir, we hoped it would pass.” I told them
they must send immediately for Mr. L. or for some other medical
gentleman; but they said it would be of no use, as Arthurs refused to
take any medicines; indeed, he had said the same to me: but, after much
persuasion, he consented to take what I gave him. At this time, he was
in a state of partial collapse—writhing with pain—large drops standing on
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