The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1903-06-23
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The Narrative OF Hester Pinhorn, Cook
in the service OF the Count Fosco.
fTaken down from her own statement)
am sorry to say that / have never
learned to read or write. have been
hard working woman all my Ire. ana
have kent a good character. l know that
n a a sin and wickedness TO say the
thing which is not, and j VIII uuly
beware Of doing so on this occasion. All
fhat 7 know. / will tell; and i humbly
beg the gentleman who takes this down
10 nut my language right as he goes on.
ard 10 make allowances for my being no
scholar.
In this last summer I happened 70 be
out OF place Through no fault or my
own) and heard OF situation, as PLAIN
cook. at Number Five Forest Road. 81.
Johns Wood / took the place. on triai'
Nv masters name was Fosco. MY mis-
tress was an English lady. lie was
Count and she was Countess Thefe was
a girl 10 do house-maids work. when
got there. She was not over clean OF tluS
but there was no harm In her; l ana she
were the only servants In the house
Our master and mistress came after we
got in. And as soon as they did come, we
were told downstairs that company was
expected from the country
The company was my mistress niece
and the back bedroom on the first floor
was got ready for her. My mistress men
toned 10 me that Lady Clyde that was
her name) was In poor health. and that
must be particular in my cooking accord
insly She was 70 come that day, as well
as can remember-but whatever you DO
don't trust my memory In the matter. L
am sorry to say it's no use asking me
about days of the month, and such-iike.
Except Sundays. half my time take no
heed OF them, being hard-workng
woman and no scholar. All i know Is,
Lady Clyde came: and, when she did
come, fine fright she gave us all, sure
". don't know how master brought her
to the house. being hard at work at the
time. But ne did bring her. In the after
noon. think, and the housemaid opened
the door TO them. and showed them into
the parlor. Before she had been long
down in the kitchen again with me, we
heard a urry-skurry upstairs. and the
parlor bell ringing like mad. and my mis-
tross voice calling out for help.
We both ran up, and there We saw the
lady laid on the sofa with her face
ghastly white. and her hands fast clinch-
ed and her head drawn down to one
eide. She had been taken with sudden
fright, my mistress said, and master he
n
ran out, knowing the neighborhood a lit
tie better than the rest OF them. to fetch
the nearest Doctors help. The nearest
help was at Goodrickes and Garths.
who worked together as partners. and
had a good name and connection. az
have heard. all round st. Johns Wood.
Mr.. Goodricke was in and he came back
with me directly.
IL was some time before he could
make himself OF much use. The poor un-
fortunate lady fell out of one At into an
other, and went on so till she was quite
wearied out, and as helpless as a new
born babe. We then got her to bed. Mr..
Goodricke went away to his house for
medicine. and came back again In
quarter OF an hour or less. Besides the
medicine he brought bit OF hollow ma
hogany wood with him. shaped like a
kind Of trumpet; and. after waiting lit
tie while, he put one end over the lady's
heart and the other TO his ear, and lis
tened carefully
When he had done, he says To my mis-
tress. who was In the room, This is a
very serious case" he says: IT recon-
mend you write to Lady Glydes friends
directly" My mistress says to him, rs II
heart-disease ?"And he says. Yes, heart
disease of a most dangerous kind" He
told her exactly what he thought was the
matter which was not clever enough to
understand But know this, he ended by
saying that he was afraid neither his
help nor any other Doctors help was like
ly to be OF much service.
My mistress took this Ill news more
quietly than my master. He was a big,
fat, odd sort of elderly man. who kept
birds and white mice. and spoke TO them
as IL they were so many Christian chill
drenH He seemed terribly cut UP by what
had happened. "Ah poor Lady Clyde
poor dear Lady Giyde'' he says-and
went stalking about, wringing his fat
hands more llkSa a play-actor than n gem
tleman. For one question my mistress
asked the doctor about the lady's
chances OF getting round. he asked a
good hfty at least. I declare he qnite tor