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Eighty Years And More; Reminiscences 1815-1897

CHAPTER IX
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I was their physician, also--with my box of homeopathic medicines I took charge of the men, women, and children in sickness.

Thus the most amicable relations were established, and, in any emergency, these poor neighbors were good friends and always ready to serve me.
But I found police duty rather irksome, especially when called out dark nights to prevent drunken fathers from disturbing their sleeping children, or to minister to poor mothers in the pangs of maternity.
Alas! alas! who can measure the mountains of sorrow and suffering endured in unwelcome motherhood in the abodes of ignorance, poverty, and vice, where terror-stricken women and children are the victims of strong men frenzied with passion and intoxicating drink?
Up to this time life had glided by with comparative ease, but now the real struggle was upon me.

My duties were too numerous and varied, and none sufficiently exhilarating or intellectual to bring into play my higher faculties.

I suffered with mental hunger, which, like an empty stomach, is very depressing.

I had books, but no stimulating companionship.


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