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Such persons, perhaps, as those two poor negresses to remind you of a story which was famous in our fathers' time those two poor negresses, I say, who found the African traveller, Mungo Park, dying of fever and starvation, and saved his life, simply from human love as they sung to themselves by his bedside
"Good-evening, Signora." She was looking at the boy as at a mystery which yet she could understand. And he looked at her simply, with a sort of fearless gentleness, and readiness to receive the kindness which he knew dwealt in her for him to take. "Are you better?" "Si, Signora, much better. The fever has gone. I am strong, you know." "You are so young."
I told the doctor how my back ached long before baby came or she either, and he said that most likely the weakness had been left by the fever. So if it is any one's mismanagement, it is Aunt Maria's, and if you wont tell her so, I will. 'Gently, Sophy, that would hardly be grateful, after the pains that she has taken with you, and the care she meant to give.
"Do you know of anybody in distress near here, Mrs. Staples?" Matilda asked. "Half of 'em is, I guess," was the answer. "But is there anybody you know?" "Mrs. Binn's little boy is sick," remarked Sarah, as her mother was pondering. "What's the matter with him?" "It's a kind o' waste, they say." "Not a fever, or anything of that kind?" inquired David.
For above a month Centeno had been afflicted by an obstinate fever, for which he had been six times blooded without any relief, and was not expected to recover; so that he was quite incapable of acting on the present emergency, being confined constantly to bed.
She said she would not reproach those who had found her at his bedside when he was in the fever, and knew nobody, and who had turned the poor girl away without a word.
There stood my poor departed mother's chair, and the sight of the vacant seat perpetually called forth our tears, and sighs, and lamentations; my father would not have it removed, but I must quit this subject, or I shall dwell upon it for ever. My sister recovered from the fever, but there remained such a languor and weakness, that it was a long time before she could walk alone.
At any rate it was something to take note of. As soon as he entered the house the Senator had sent to beg him to come into his study. There, speaking with much affability but with manifest embarrassment, he had told him that he was glad to see a friend of his dear guest's at that special moment; that Benedetto was fortunately free from fever, and, in his opinion, on the road to recovery.
The wet, the cold, the want of food, and, above all, the depressed and disappointed state of my mind, had so affected me, that I went to bed with a slight attack of fever, and feared that I should not be able to continue my journey on the following day.
He is always in trouble, is Robbie, has had more illnesses than all the children put together; there is nothing Robin can't take: whooping-cough, why, he nearly whooped himself to death; measles and scarlet fever, why, he was as nearly gone as possible, the doctor said. He has always been puny and weakly from a baby.
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