The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of PennsylavaniaBird, Robert Montgomery
History
The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of Pennsylavania
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Pennsylvania -- History -- Fiction
heard and saw little except what inflamed their curiosity to an
intolerable extent; and, in consequence, they came within an ace of
being caught in the act of eavesdropping by the physician himself,
who came suddenly out of the room to demand ice to apply to the
patient's head. Luckily, however, the degree of trust reposed in him
by the widow, as they supposed, had filled him with uncommon
importance, so that he made no remark on discovering them so near at
hand, except to express his pleasure; "for," said he, "I supposed you
were all sound in bed, and that there would be the devil to pay to
get any out-of-the-way thing that might be wanted."
"Lord love you, doctor," said Aunt Rachel, "why we're all keeping
awake, just a-purpose to be ready and handy; and besides, the young
gentleman makes an awful groaning and taking on; and besides, there's
my young madam, Miss Katy, who can't sleep a wink, out of concern for
the young man; and she told me to ask you, doctor, what you thought
of the young man's case, and whether he'll die or no?"
To this the doctor answered, with a look of great wisdom, 'that every
thing depended upon circumstances.'
"And besides, doctor," said Phoebe, emboldened by the gracious reply
vouchsafed to her mother, "she is mighty curious to know what all
these things is, the young gentleman is talking about?"
"Sorry it is not consistent with the honour of the profession to
gratify Miss Loring in that particular," replied the physician, with
extreme gravity. "Must have ice, Mrs. Jones. Mighty fortunate I was
able to remain all night! You must bring me ice, Mrs. Jones; and you
must just scratch on the door, to give me warning; and then you must
keep all quiet, and let none approach the room, unless summoned by
myself. And if you can venture to disturb the Captain, and tell him
to turn over on his side, (the _right_ side, mind you,) he won't
snore so hard. Very prejudicial, to sleep on the back, I assure you!
It sets the liver tumbling over the lungs, and so half smothers one.
But let me have the ice, d'ye hear; and keep all things quiet in the
house."
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