AS the point was that night agreed, or rather determined, that my
mother should lye-in of me in the country, she took her measures
accordingly; for which purpose, when she was three days, or
thereabouts, gone with child, she began to cast her eyes upon the
midwife, whom you have so often heard me mention; and before the week
was well got round, as the famous Dr. _Manningham_ was not to be had,
she had come to a final determination in her mind,——notwithstanding
there was a scientific operator within so near a call as eight miles of
us, and who, moreover, had expressly wrote a five shillings book upon
the subject of midwifery, in which he had exposed, not only the
blunders of the sisterhood itself,——but had likewise super-added many
curious improvements for the quicker extraction of the fœtus in cross
births, and some other cases of danger, which belay us in getting into
the world; notwithstanding all this, my mother, I say, was absolutely
determined to trust her life, and mine with it, into no soul’s hand but
this old woman’s only.—Now this I like;——when we cannot get at the very
thing we wish——never to take up with the next best in degree to it:—no;
that’s pitiful beyond description;—it is no more than a week from this
very day, in which I am now writing this book for the edification of
the world;—which is _March_ 9, 1759,——that my dear, dear _Jenny_,
observing I looked a little grave, as she stood cheapening a silk of
five-and-twenty shillings a yard,—told the mercer, she was sorry she
had given him so much trouble;—and immediately went and bought herself
a yard-wide stuff of ten-pence a yard.—’Tis the duplication of one and
the same greatness of soul; only what lessened the honour of it,
somewhat, in my mother’s case, was, that she could not heroine it into
so violent and hazardous an extreme, as one in her situation might have
wished, because the old midwife had really some little claim to be
depended upon,—as much, at least, as success could give her; having, in
the course of her practice of near twenty years in the parish, brought
every mother’s son of them into the world without any one slip or
accident which could fairly be laid to her account.
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