Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
I now got an account from the mother of the cause of her daughter's
distress. About two months previously, the girl had been eating
cherries; and one of the stones having been involuntarily thrown back
into her throat, she had endeavoured to prevent the operation of
swallowing it, from a fear that it would injure her, and thus produced
an irregular action among the muscles of deglutition, which precipitated
the hard substance into the windpipe. The first effects of this accident
were grievous in the extreme; for the sensibility of that exquisitely
tender part of the body roused the muscles to efforts of expectoration,
and brought on fits of the most intense coughing, which lasted until the
strength of the body having failed, the irritability of the passage
died, through the pure inanition of the exhausted system. Every energy
prostrated, she would be for a time quiet, until the _pabulum_ of the
irritability was again supplied by the mysterious operation of nature,
when the same painful spasms of the muscles were renewed, with another
long fit of coughing--every re-drawn breath forcing its way with a
shrill sound, and suggesting the fear that she was every moment on the
eve of being choked. This was again succeeded by a calm, to be followed
by a similar exacerbation; and thus was her life reduced to an
alternation of agony and rest without peace; and all the time the
reductive process of famine (for she could scarcely swallow a morsel
without the greatest pain) went on, till she was reduced to a perfect
skeleton. Having been the pride of her parents, as well from her beauty
as her amiable mind and manners, she was watched night and day with a
solicitude scarcely less painful than her own dreadful condition; and,
as both the doctors of the small town seemed irresolute as to the
course to be pursued, the victim was left lying on her back, and
suffering those violent and incessant attacks, for the period of six
weeks, without any effectual effort being made for her relief. At last,
however, the urgent nature of the case, which interested almost all the
inhabitants of the place, forced the medical men to try, at last, the
only evident operation that could be of any service; and an incision was
made into the windpipe, with a view to get hold of the stone. Whether it
was that they had calculated on wrong data, in regard to the locality of
the peccant and cruel intruder, or whether the operation was otherwise
unskilfully performed, I know not; but the result was, that, after
putting her to so intolerable pain, they were obliged to sew up the
opening they had made, and again resign her to her miserable fate. Many
of the neighbours got angry at this issue, and blamed the surgeons; but
no one would lend a helping hand to pay the expense of bringing a more
successful operator to the spot; so that all was vain reproof, with
still the same fate to the interesting sufferer. At last, the mother,
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