' I don't know but I was sort of
hard, but it was the truth, and if I was any harder than Luella
Miller had been I'll give up. I ain't never been sorry that I said
it. Well, Luella, she up and had hysterics again at that, and I
jest let her have 'em. All I did was to bundle her into the room
on the other side of the entry where Aunt Abby couldn't hear her,
if she wa'n't past it--I don't know but she was--and set her down
hard in a chair and told her not to come back into the other room,
and she minded. She had her hysterics in there till she got tired.
When she found out that nobody was comin' to coddle her and do for
her she stopped. At least I suppose she did. I had all I could do
with poor Aunt Abby tryin' to keep the breath of life in her. The
doctor had told me that she was dreadful low, and give me some very
strong medicine to give to her in drops real often, and told me
real particular about the nourishment. Well, I did as he told me
real faithful till she wa'n't able to swaller any longer. Then I
had her daughter sent for. I had begun to realize that she
wouldn't last any time at all. I hadn't realized it before, though
I spoke to Luella the way I did.
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