Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr.Hall, Edward B. (Edward Brooks)
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Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr.
Hall, Edward B. (Edward Brooks)
Unitarians -- United States -- Biography; Ware, Mary L. (Mary Lovell), 1798-1849
"I arrived here in eight hours after I left Penrith, and found
the poor old lady rather better, and not a little delighted
that I had cared enough for her to come. She has had many and
severe trials through life, to which those of the last summer
were but a sequel. I was the only one of her own relations with
whom she had come in contact for many years, and the poor
soul's heart warmed towards me with the whole force of her long
shut up affections. I at once installed myself as sole nurse in
the very room in which I had watched the progress of disease
and death upon that poor child, whose case I mentioned in my
letter to Emma; and here am I now writing you by the light of a
rush candle, with my little work-box for a desk, almost afraid
to breathe lest I should disturb my aunt's slumbers. We two are
the only beings in this little cottage, for I have sent her
sons out to sleep, as a precaution against the fever, and put a
bed into the corner of the room for myself. Could you see me
acting in the fourfold capacity which I adopt in this humble
cottage, you would hardly believe me to be the same being, who,
a week ago, was installed in all the honors of a privileged
visitor, amid the luxuries of Cockel House, acting 'lady'
solely, to the utmost of my ability. It amuses me to find how
easily it all sits upon me, and how readily we may adapt
ourselves to varieties of situation and find something to enjoy
in all. Aunty is much better, and I think there is a good
chance for her recovery, at least to as good a state of health
as she was in before this illness. I feel little evil in the
contrast, great as it is to myself, except a slight cold, which
the very sudden change in the weather, from warm and damp to
excessive cold, has brought me. The fields to-day are covered
with snow, the first time I have seen them so in this country,
and it looked so homeish, and so much like your happy home the
last time I saw it, that I have been enjoying the sight highly
to-day, while every one beside was looking blank at it. I am in
one respect more comfortable than when I was here before, for
I have one companion. The 'little doctor' has his only sister
to keep his house, and she has already made herself most
important and agreeable to me; she has only been here a week,
and being as much a stranger as myself, we have some feelings
in common. She is a very lovely little creature, twenty-one
only in years, but older in experience. Her manner is suited to
the style of her face,--gentle, winning, and at the same time
indicating cultivation and elegance of mind. Without the
slightest shade of affectation or consciousness of beauty, she
not only gives me a new study of character, but is a most
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