Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1847-01-28

wait lie has several patients TO visit yet"
Well, won't you eat piece Of piel Doctor
Boggs said you was mighty fond Of squash pie"
| dared not refuse after that
have got some first rate. Betsey Jane hand
me knife; why it ANT clean; go long and wipe
IT,"
And Betsey Jane did wipe ton the same tow
el that had already done more than its duty--the
same that had been round the churn, and was used
to wash of Andrews sore hand The pie was Gu,
and handed to me, and there sat holding il, won
dering how could get clear of it, | put it near
my lips twice or three times, but the very thoughts
Of biting il made me shudder. | really thought the
Doctor would never get done with that hand
However all things must have an end and we bid
goodbye 10 the really kind woman, and sprang
into the buggy, still holding the horrible piece OF
pie in my hand. | carried it until we were out of
sight Of the cabin, and then it became food for
Gophers."
We next called on an old woman who said she
had an awful dgereake,' and wanted TO know il il
would not help it to grease il over night with hogs
lard. The Doctor left her some ointment and while
he was putting up some medicine for her, irer-
bled lest she too should offer me some pie wish
my husband would not tell people that am fond OF
pie.
SEPTEMBER 3D." Oh for lodge in some vast
wilderness " Yes, anywhere or anything that the
complaints Of these poor shivering ague patients
might never reach me moreP' l am but half re-
covered from spell las they call it here) of it my
sell, and can sympathize with any poor soul that
ever had shake. No one, who has not lived on
one Of our Western rivers can form an idea OF the
distress occasioned by this disease Whole FAM.
lies are stricken down at once, and although not
often fatal in its effects still it destroys all energy
both OF body and mind, and one feels at the time
as II all comfort and happiness had left them for
ever. And then one meets with so little sympathy
from the old settlers. II you utter the least COM
plant in their presence, they will laugh, aud say
Why, didn't you expect TO have the ager when
you came here p or, Oh, you will soon get used
to It," Used 10 it, indeed
SEPTEMBER 4th-What a horrible night have
passed. do believe people like best to come for
the Doctor during the night, it has been nothing
but rap, rap, al our door, every night for a week
past there is chance for sleep in this house and
last night in PARTICULAR really had my nerves tr
ed. The Doctor was called out into the country
Just after dark, and did not expect TO return until
near morning | felt lonely sick and nervous
several persons called before ten o'clock for med
cine and advice. AT length all seemed quiet, and
was about to retire, when Dolly who had brought
her bed into my room that might not be alone,
began to groan with chill.
Then | was obliged TO go out into the kitchen,
build up fire, make some tea, and heat some
irons, TO try and get her warmed up. | was Just in
that weak state that know many have been in
the yeriest tribe startled me- was nearly fright
ened at my own shadow, or the sound OF my own
iooistep dared not look behind me as hur-
red from the kitchen 10 my chamber. When,
marx another knock-i went trembling TO the
door, and found neighbours boy standing there
IN ,ears Ills ia,her had taken congesiSe chill
'"1y nougnt We ooua not possibly i've III morn
rasn,, .nd nns - "so "e q sSon - w
MI. e aI M 'no.e setI nI :u';ooI -
seep. so AFTER oeking ali the doors and Gas,ening
ali he windows ,ried 40 comno.e mvselr,o sl,m.
Der. but the room was so close and the heat so 3D.
pressive. could not rest | arose and onened the
windog-the moon was shining bripht-the mus.
quitoes came around me in swarms still sat
there for some time hoping TO hear nv husband s
buggy but not a sound was to be heard in the
village. The longer l sat there the more lonely
felt-so leaving the window open, again lay down
on the bed, and was Just sinking into doze, when
the most piercing scream caused me TO spring to
my feet; and there, at that open window, leaning
half over the sill, stood female figure dressed all
in white uttering scream after scream. Shall |
ever forget my feelings at that moment Dolly
was clingng to me, groaning most pitifully--the
lamp had gone out, and there stood that white
spirit-like figure in the bright moonlight, wrnging
its hands and still screaming At length i caught
ooh, Mrs Boggs, has the Doctor got home! My
husband is dying, dying and nobody can save him
Oh, tell me where can find Doctor
Pity now took the place of fear-I recognized
her voice il was Mrs T, the wife of the
man who had been taken that night with con.
gestive chill.
sWhv Mrs IT ,vbat hrougbt vou bers