The International Monthly, Volume 3, No. 4, July, 1851 — John Shaqi
The International Monthly, Volume 3, No. 4, July, 1851Various
History
The International Monthly, Volume 3, No. 4, July, 1851
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
"Astonished, and almost scared, at the strange agitation in
which the call was made, they at once administered to her
wishes, and she drank some wine with a haste and eagerness
which surprised them. She had hardly swallowed it, when she
exclaimed, with the same urgency, 'Food, for God's sake;
food at once, or I perish!'
"A large fragment of a roast joint was upon the table, and
Schalken immediately began to cut some; but he was
anticipated; for no sooner did she see it than she caught
it, a more than mortal image of famine, and with her hands,
and even with her teeth, she tore off the flesh, and
swallowed it. When the paroxysm of hunger had been a little
appeased, she was on a sudden overcome with shame; or it may
have been that other more agitating thoughts overpowered and
scared her, for she began to weep bitterly, and to wring her
hands.
"'Oh! send for a minister of God!' said she; 'I am not safe
till he comes; send for him speedily.'
"Gerard Douw dispatched a messenger instantly, and prevailed
on his niece to allow him to surrender his bedchamber to her
use. He also persuaded her to retire there at once to rest:
her consent was extorted upon the condition that they would
not leave her for a moment.
"'Oh, that the holy man were here!' she said; 'he can
deliver me: the dead and the living can never be one; God
has forbidden it.'
"With these mysterious words she surrendered herself to
their guidance, and they proceeded to the chamber which
Gerard Douw had assigned to her use.
"'Do not, do not leave me for a moment!' she said; 'I am
lost for ever if you do.'
"Gerard Douw's chamber was approached through a spacious
apartment, which they were now about to enter. He and
Schalken each carried a candle, so that a sufficiency of
light was cast upon all surrounding objects. They were now
entering the large chamber, which, as I have said,
communicated with Douw's apartment, when Rose suddenly
stopped, and, in a whisper which thrilled them both with
horror, she said, 'O God! he is here! he is here! See, see!
there he goes!'
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