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Though her husband, at this trying time, was the object of her peculiar care, yet she found time to do good to all the other prisoners. Like a ministering angel she moved among them, giving drink to the thirsty, food to the hungry, and clothing to the destitute.
They did not dare to stir from the camp, for there was no telling at what moment they might get a message from Phil, telling them that their help was needed. Despite the fact that he was worried, Phil slept the normal sleep of a healthy boy, awaking in the morning both hungry and thirsty.
Nearly all were thirsty; clutched the dipper with burning fingers, drank, with their hollow eyes now on the girl who held it, now on mere space. Some could not help themselves. She knelt beside these, raised the head with one hand, put water to the lips with the other. She gained her mountain steadiness and did well, crooning directions in her calm, drawling voice.
Ralph took a spoonful or two of the broth, and a sip of the spirits, and then lay back and presently dozed off to sleep. Denis had followed the surgeons out of the room. "What instructions is there, your honor?" "Your master is just to be kept quiet. If he is thirsty give him some lemonade. You can obtain that or anything else you require below." "And about myself, sir.
Indeed the ideas of the Saxons on these occasions were as natural as they were rude. If sorrow was thirsty, there was drink if hungry, there was food if it sunk down upon and saddened the heart, here were the means supplied of mirth, or at least of amusement.
'But not to thrust it on people who don't want it. I am thirsty, and like a glass of water, but need I insist upon your drinking it, when you are not thirsty at all? 'Gwen loves an argument, said Captain Knox good-naturedly. 'I am not good at arguing, said Agatha, 'only, knowing that thirst can be a blessing, I think we should try to make people thirsty.
The convulsive fit had passed away and she was sitting up supported by a pillow, the fair hair hanging about her flushed face, and beating the blanket with her little fevered hands. "Take me, mummy, take me, I thirsty," she moaned. "There, that's how she goes on all day and it fairly breaks my heart to see her," said the mother, wiping away a tear with her apron.
See, what great lessons are these, how many good works you have before you in your home, with your child, that needs all these things like a hungry, thirsty, naked, poor, imprisoned, sick soul. O what a blessed marriage and home were that where such parents were to be found! Truly it would be a real Church, a chosen cloister, yea, a paradise.
History may be held to have answered these questions since then, much in favour of those young men, or at all events is engaged in answering them; but, meanwhile, what a miraculous refreshment in a dry and thirsty land was the new book Henry Mesurier had just discovered, and had eagerly brought to share with Ned in their tavern corner one summer evening in 1885.
"Oh dear, no," returned Mrs. Boyd, smiling; "one can eat simply an unlimited quantity of water-melons on those thirsty plains. The water is always sickeningly warm in the summer-time, so that any substitute for it is eagerly welcomed." Mrs.
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