Christian fiction; Scotland -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
When Beenie opened her kitchen-door in the morning to let in the fresh
air, she found seated on the step, and leaning against the wall, what
she took first for a young woman asleep, and then for the dead body of
one; for, when she gave her a little shake, she fell sideways off the
door-step. Beenie's heart smote her; for during the last hours of her
morning's sleep she had been disturbed by the howling of a dog,
apparently in their own yard, but had paid no further attention to it
than that of repeated mental objurgation: there stood the offender,
looking up at her pitifully--ugly, disreputable, of breed unknown, one
of the _canaille!_ When the girl fell down, he darted at her, licked
her cold face for a moment, then stretching out a long, gaunt neck,
uttered from the depth of his hidebound frame the most melancholy
appeal, not to Beenie, at whom he would not even look again, but to the
open door. But, when Beenie, in whom, as in most of us, curiosity had
the start of service, stooped, and, peering more closely into the face
of the girl, recognized, though uncertainly, a known face, she too
uttered a kind of howl, and straightway raising Letty's head drew her
into the house. It is the mark of an imperfect humanity, that personal
knowledge should spur the sides of hospitable intent: what difference
does our knowing or not knowing make to the fact of human need? The
good Samaritan would never have been mentioned by the mouth of the
True, had he been even an old acquaintance of the "certain man." But it
is thus we learn; and, from loving this one and that, we come to love
all at last, and then is our humanity complete.
Letty moved not one frozen muscle, and Beenie, growing terrified, flew
up the stair to her mistress. Mary sprang from her bed and hurried
down. There, on the kitchen-floor, in front of the yet fireless grate,
lay the body of Letty Lovel. A hideous dog was sitting on his haunches
at her head. The moment she entered, again the animal stretched out a
long, bony neck, and sent forth a howl that rang penetrative through
the house. It sounded in Mary's ears like the cry of the whole animal
creation over the absence of their Maker. They raised her and carried
her to Mary's room. There they laid her in the still warm bed, and
proceeded to use all possible means for the restoration of heat and the
renewal of circulation.
Here I am sorry to have to mention that Beenie, returning,
unsuccessful, from their first efforts, to the kitchen, to get hot
water, and finding the dog sitting there motionless, with his face
turned toward the door by which they had carried Letty out, peevish
with disappointment and dread, drove him from the kitchen, and from the
court, into the street where that same day he was seen wildly running
with a pan at his tail, and the next was found lying dead in a bit of
waste ground among stones and shards. God rest all such!
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