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Knew Jim could sling a little black bar 'roun' by the tail, but I didn't think you'd take to nussin' so easy." "I'd luv you to know, Sol Hyde," said Jim Hart in a tone of high condescension, "that Tom Ross an' me are civilized human bein's.
Las' week I had to take some of our pore boys to de hospital, an' she war dere, lookin' sweet an' putty ez an angel, a nussin' dem pore boys, an' ez good to one ez de oder. It looks to me ez ef dey ralely lob'd her shadder. She sits by 'em so patient, an' writes 'em sech nice letters to der frens, an' yit she looks so heart-broke an' pitiful, it jis' gits to me, an' makes me mos' ready to cry.
Goodrich, although Daddy's wife mentioned to me in confidence, that a 'parcel of old women were worth a dozen doctors who killed more than they cured; and Daddy himself managed to gasp out, ''Tween you an' me, Miss Tinknor a leetle good nussin is the most I need. Doctors can't cure rheumatiz. "However, he looked forward very anxiously to the Doctor's arrival.
They think they can do everything better'n anybody else. What can a mon do at nussin', I wad ken?" "Mr. Norton will nurse him well, I know. Let him take care of the gentleman, father", said Adèle. "Hush, my dear", said Mr. Dubois, decidedly, "it is proper that Mrs. McNab take charge of Mr. Brown to-night".
"He's not choking, my friends," the Doctor added immediately, when he got sight of him. "It 's apoplexy, I told you so, don't you see how red he is in the face?" said old Mrs. Peake, a famous woman for "nussin" sick folks, determined to be a little ahead of the Doctor. "It's not apoplexy," said Dr. Kittredge. "What is it, Doctor? what is it? Will he die? Is he dead?
"Weel, Miss Ady", said Mrs. McNab, twitching violently a stray lock of her flaming hair and tucking it beneath her cap, "I dinna ken how you could tak' upon yourself to send such a ward as that, when Mr. Brown is just on the creesis of his fever and not one of ye as knows how-to tak' care o' him more than a nussin' babe". "Ah! indeed!
"He's not choking, my friends," the Doctor added immediately, when he got sight of him. "It 's apoplexy, I told you so, don't you see how red he is in the face?" said old Mrs. Peake, a famous woman for "nussin" sick folks, determined to be a little ahead of the Doctor. "It's not apoplexy," said Dr. Kittredge. "What is it, Doctor? what is it? Will he die? Is he dead?
"He did, hey! Well, I had some there, too, and so did Perez. Precious few fam'lies on the Cape that didn't." "Yes, he thought 'twas the safest and best place he knew of. The officers bein' sons of Cape people and their fathers such fine men, everybody said 'twas all right. I got my dividends reg'lar for a while, and I went out nussin' and did sewin' and got along reel well.
"Recta," said Daddy brightening. "Recta, Miss Orrecta Lippincott. May be, Honey, with good nussing I shall make out fur tu stand it. 'Tween you and me, there's nuthin like good nussin, after the bones is all set proper."
"Why, Delphy, where did you come from?" she exclaimed. "I didn't know you were in service. Whom are you nursing for?" Delphy responded with a passive nod. "I'se nussin' for Marse Dudley," she retorted. "But I don't want a nurse, Delphy. I take care of the baby myself. I like to do it." Delphy kept up her drowsy jolting, shaking at the same time an unrelenting head.
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