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Show 119 Last night Sister Pratt said she thought it would be better for us to room separately as my early rising interfered with her rest, so I have been trying to make other arrangements. I am so anxious to study and improve every moment that I cannot sleep after four o'clock and I think it preferable to have a private room as I can concentrate my thoughts better when not disturbed. I would prefer to remain here, for I have a reluctance for going amonq strangers, but I don't know how matters can be arranged.2" Two days later she makes reference to being sad and lonely, with the pain in her side (of which we are just now learning) almost more than she can endure. "I have broken down so much during the last week, both in health and spirits but I hope and pray that I will soon feel better-and be able to make a success of my undertaking." The good letters from home, Milford's constant encouragement, and word that the three little boys are thriving, serve as a spur to her continued efforts. A walk in the "fresh bracing air" with a Mrs. Vampill is helpful. The next day finds her feeling better, the pain in her side having somewhat subsided and arrangements having been made with Mrs. Wilson for a room to herself where she will prepare her own food. "I desire to have my food strengthening and nutritious, the kind that will enable me to do the hardest brain work..." What that nutritional combination might be, in the framework of nineteenth century learning, is a matter for speculation. She is interested in the lectures, and especially in the Clinic where she sees several severe cases of cerebro spinal disease, the shocking aftermath of measles, and thinks of little Bard's "weak back" with personal fears for his safety arising in her mind. "I |
