A Ram in the Thicket

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1982
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title A Ram in the Thicket
Description mountains; the chill and darkness of night gathered eerily around the cottage like an ill-fated plague. Portentously, the howling of a coyote pierced the air, making Isaac shud-der. He kicked the door, gained entrance, and moved toward the bed in the corner of the cabin. He gently lay Hannah upon it, covered her with the patchwork quilt, and walked to the table. He raised a brown clay jug and poured water into a tin mug. His normally firm hands trembled. Walking again to the bed, he lifted Hannah's head and pressed the cup against her pallid lips. The coldness aroused Hannah and she opened her eyes slowly, not yet comprehending the events of the past few minutes. Color rushed into her face and with it the realization of her baby's plight. "Hannah, " Isaac begged, finally putting his thoughts into words, ''we had not other choice. For the sake of the others and for our own lives. Try to understand. Have faith in the Lord. " Hannah, unconvinced, did not speak. Dark circles showed in half moons below her red eyes, her body wearied by the lunacy of the day. "Come, Hannah, " Isaac urged, "drink some milk. Eat some bread. There is nothing we can do tonight in the dark-ness. We must rest and wait for the morning. " Hannah had little appetite. She pieced obediently and then arose. "Perhaps sleep is what I need, Isaac " she admitted simply. Hannah lay motionless, her hands beneath her head. Sleep did not come easily. She feared her waking suspicions, but dreaded tortuous dreans in sleep. Closing her eyes she en-visioned his black hair, parted in the middle, the braids against his brown face, a triumphant grin on his lips. She imagined she could hear the cries of the helpless baby until she lay wet with sweat, the apprehension consuming her. Fin-ally Isaac lay down beside her, grasped her hand and whispered. "The Lord will choose the right path for our baby, but we must ask for his help, " At his suggestion they climbed from the bed and knelt beside it. Isaac pled humbly for the safety of the child. -8-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325354
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