This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1878 Excerpt: ...child, we cannot expect to take any part in such work; but Lily--" "Lily loves nursing, papa." And Mary did not speak one iota more confidently than she felt, having heard her sister only that very morning express her conviction that Nature had intended her for a hospital-nurse. Wending her way to the sick-room, Mary ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1878 Excerpt: ...child, we cannot expect to take any part in such work; but Lily--" "Lily loves nursing, papa." And Mary did not speak one iota more confidently than she felt, having heard her sister only that very morning express her conviction that Nature had intended her for a hospital-nurse. Wending her way to the sick-room, Mary on the stairs encountered Gertrude, who looked so like the Gertrude of former days, that she fairly started. "I was just coming to find you, May," said she. "Aunt awoke a few minutes ago, quite light-headed again, but instead of shrinking from me as she did from poor old Ann, she became as quiet and tranquil as possible. Ann was so pleased. She said in her quiet way, when poor auntie had dropped off to sleep, 'Well, marm, if so be as you're will in', there's the work cut out for you.' And, Mary, I--I think I have resolved to accept it." An hour later, Mary entering the sick-room found the young widow in sole possession, regularly installed as nurse. "You were quite right, May," she whispered, throwing her arm fondly round her, as she stole noiselessly to the bedside, "I do need something to distract my thoughts. My grieving has been very, very selfish." "And you are not afraid of the effect such work may have, dear Gertrude V "That it will take me back to my Walter's last hours? Oh, I know it will--it has done so already. The very sight of the drawn blind, of the still form on the bed, sends me away to that dreadful day and night in Switzerland." She paused abruptly, then said, while a nobler light shone in her eyes, "Dear May, I have been selfish and wicked far, far too long. I cannot tell you how thankful I am for this opportunity of rousing myself--for this chance of ...
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