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Updated: May 14, 2025
Abigail, still bowed regretfully to Julia, and spoke caressingly to Betsey Malcolm at every opportunity. But August was sick at the castle. He was very sick. Every morning Dr. Dibrell, a "calomel-doctor" not a steam-doctor rode by the house on his way to Andrew's, and every morning Mrs. Anderson wondered afresh who was sick down that way. But the doctor staid so long that Mrs.
Anderson was left to die without she never stated. Mr. Anderson had beckoned to Jonas when he came in, and that worthy had gone off in a leisurely trot to get the "steam-doctor." Dr. Ketchup had been a blacksmith, but bard work disagreed with his constitution. He felt that he, was made for something better than shoeing horses.
When he had gone a mile, he heard the hoofs of horses, and again he concealed himself with a cowardly feeling he had never known before. But when he found that it was Jonas, riding one horse and leading another, on his way to bring Dr. Ketchup, the steam-doctor, he ran out. "Jonas! Jonas! what's the matter? Who's sick? Is it Julia?" "I'll be bound you ax fer Jule first, my much-respected comrade.
The steam-doctor, who was the family physician, had warned her and her father separately of the danger of exciting Mrs. Anderson's most excitable temper, and now Julia was the slave of her mother's disease. That lucky hysteria, which the steam-doctor thought a fearful heart-disease, had given Mrs.
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