| OCR Text |
Show 138 MADELYN CANNON STEWART SILVER home on July 13, but during her bath she saw that her foot was feel purplish and swelling and realized, "with a terrible, fatal an with bout first ing," that phlebitis was setting in. It was her inflammation of a vein usually resulting from lying inactive too long. She continued to have guests, but she had pain and high fever. On the 15th she couldn't sleep, and feared she might not recover: I was much afraid this day; kept fearing I might die and leave my three little ones, whom nobody would understand I so well as I. It would be a mess for Harold, too. Perhaps ones for the should have no more children and so risk caring I have. If I did come to actual dying, I should make a com till the baby was twen pact with God that if he'd let me live some to good deeds and following ty, I'd devote the interval Christ's example." Madelyn continued to have pain and swelling, and was slow in recovering. In fact, she was not ready to return home until dedi August 7, thirty-four days in this "foreign" hospital. She cated herself to reading books and magazines Harold and oth from friends, was ers would bring her; she enjoyed the flowers Harold came and able to receive visitors and telephone calls, each day to have supper with her. She listened to literary pro Noel Coward's Bitter Sweet. grams on Denver radio, including about She was excited Judith: "0, she is an adorable child. She is the pet of all the nursery girls. They rave about her prettiness and her goodness."!' When she was confident that she would recover and soon go home, Madelyn began to reminisce and think inward thoughts. the ranch came into her mind; normally, she would Inevitably have been there for the summer. Here is her diary entry for July 17, 1935, a Saturday: I have a sense, today, perhaps because I have been reading and the battle of life Uudith a novel of age and weariness Paris by Hugh Walpole, 1931]. And I am far away from Harold. He helped me bear our child, he suffered with me, |
