The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Kent (England) -- Fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
She was naturally of so strong a constitution, and so well built a
frame, that it is wonderful she died at all; but having caught cold
one night, poor thing!--it is supposed, in setting fire to a
neighbouring farm-house, the inmates of which were suspected of having
informed against her husband--her very strength and vigour gave a
tendency to inflammation, which speedily reduced her very low. A
surgeon, who visited the house in fear and trembling, bled her
largely, and forbade the use of all that class of liquids which she
was accustomed to imbibe in considerable quantities; and for three or
four days the fear of death made her follow his injunctions. But at
the end of that period, when the crisis of the disease was imminent,
finding herself no better, and very weak, she declared that the doctor
was a fool, and ought to have his head broken, and directed the maid
to bring her the big green bottle out of the corner cupboard. To this
she applied more than once, and then beginning to get a little
riotous, she sent for her family to witness how soon she had cured
herself. Sitting up in her bed, with a yellow dressing-gown over her
shoulders, and a gay cap overshadowing her burning face, she sung them
a song in praise of good liquor--somewhat panting for breath, it must
be owned--and then declaring that she was "devilish thirsty," which
was probably accurate to the letter, she poured out a large glass from
the big green bottle, which happened to be her bed-fellow for the
time, and raised it to her lips. Half the contents went down her
throat; but, how it happened I do not know, the rest was spilt upon
the bed clothes, and good Mrs. Ramley fell back in a doze, from which
nobody could rouse her. Before two hours were over she slept a still
sounder sleep, which required the undertaker to provide against its
permanence.
The bereaved widower comforted himself after a time. We will not say
how many hours it required to effect that process. He was not a
drunken man himself; for the passive participle of the verb to "drink"
was not often actually applicable to his condition. Nevertheless,
there was a great consumption of hollands in the house during the next
week; and, if it was a wet funeral that followed, it was not with
water, salt or fresh.
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