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AN HOUR IN THE HOSPITAL. 409
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"The Sick Are In A Better Case Than The ...
she _fmg-ers any protuberance of attire , as though , slie rather liked her businessand looking withal so good-tempered as to mollify even
that outwitted , lady , who is half inclined to be offended at the temporary confiscation of some heavy paste cakes she has secreted ,
though assured she shall " have them when she returns . " Outside is a Bumble-like functionary performing a similar office on the men ,
much to his own satisfaction evidently . It must be a rather droll exertion occupation of now turning and pockets then , and inside Bumble out ; looks no detective quite warm ever had with such the
fun for two hours running * twice a week , I'll venture to say . * ' Yes , that way , mum ; up them steps , then turn to your left ,
then up a flight of stairs , on and on a'most to the top , and you'll soon find number 0 . "
Across the nice open hall , past the chaplain ' s door , and up , up , up , a good woman going to a _neur number offering * suggestions ;
along the low stone steps with their leaden carpeting * , and peeping child on the opposit landing e an ' s _oj into _> en rooms doorsitting full of up sick in ; bed one her , oh golden ! such a hair lovel all y
showering round her , and beside , her a brother , -visitor , a rough lad of eleven , in a Scotch eaj ) , holding * up a plaything * . Cheerful voices
issue ; tidy women , with baskets and bundles of clothes , sit on beds talking low and sympathisingly . Can this be that gloomy thing ,
the U hosp p , to ital a f long Is floor this pain of numb , in her ered holiday wards— garb r-1 , of 2 , rest 3 , 4 ? , 5 , 6 , 7 ,
8 « Oh ! teacher ?" For ob her bed , in sight of the door , sits poor Ann ; her face , a
pretty , clear-complexioned one , lit up with fine blue eyes , is one you glow 'd of come pleasure , I thoug . She ht seizes you would me , and . I ho ' ve lds thoug me ti ht ght of . you ' * " I thoug such ht a
deal . " I sit down on the bed beside her ; she is dressed ; her poor print
gown is patched , but clean , and her hair neatly braided and smooth . She lies outside on the counterpane , as do all the others ; nice red
counterpanes , comfortable-sized beds . The floors are brown and rather slippery , but bright brown boards have charms untold to a
country person , and my thoughts are off on a voyage to our large , had rambling whose old fat home e once of sent years her ago when , and she recollections was ill near of B a irming servant ham we ,
, to the General Hospital . Poor thing * , she could not see any comfort fretful in the p and lace , and proud had disagreed and hated with living the nurse on charity , for she ; she was , — rather whose
parents , had very supported , themselves so respectably in that _resjDeotable old county of aristocrats and independence , Herefordshire , —she could
not swallow the bitter pill , and had not been happy here ; and thus preconceived idea of the placederived from her gloomy view ,
my , is was not anything much in but a name favorable good . Bard That of g Avon irl ' s nam ( one e was feels Ann a sort , too of ; clai there m
to his remarks sometimes , in Warwickshire , , ) for what different }
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An Hour In The Hospital. 409
AN HOUR IN THE _HOSPITAL . 409
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Aug. 1, 1860, page 409, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01081860/page/49/
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