Monday.
Rose and Mr. Agnew come to abide with us for some Days. How thankfulle am I! Tears have relieved me.
Robin worse to-day. Father quite subdued. Mr. Agnew will sit up to-night, and insists on my sleeping.
Crab howled under my Window yesternight as he did before my Wedding. I hope there is nothing in it. Harry got up and beat him, and at last put him in the Stable.
Tuesday.
After two Nights' Rest, I feel quite strengthened and restored this Morning. Deare Rose read me to sleep in her low, gentle Voice, and then lay down by my Side, twice stepping into Robin's Chamber during the Night, and bringing me News that all was well. Relieved in Mind, I slept heavilie nor woke till late. Then, returned to the sick Chamber, and found Rose bathing dear Robin's Temples with Vinegar, and changing his Pillow—his thin Hand rested on Mr. Agnew, on whom he lookt with a composed, collected Gaze. Slowlie turned his Eyes on me, and faintlie smiled, but spake not.
Poor dear Mother is ailing now. I sate with her and Father some Time; but it was a true Relief when Rose took my Place and let me return to the sick Room. Rose hath alreadie made several little Changes for the better; improved the Ventilation of Robin's Chamber, and prevented his hearing soe manie Noises. Alsoe, showed me how to make a pleasant cooling Drink, which he likes better than the warm Liquids, and which she assures me he may take with perfect Safetie.
Same Evening.
Robin vext, even to Tears, because the Doctor forbids the use of his cooling Drink, though it hath certainlie abated the Fever. At his Wish I stept down to intercede with the Doctor, then closetted with my Father, to discourse, as I supposed, of Robin's Symptoms. Insteade of which, found them earnestlie engaged on the never-ending Topick of Cavaliers and Roundheads. I was chafed and cut to the Heart, yet what can poor Father do; he is useless in the Sick-room, he is wearie of Suspense, and 'tis well if publick Affairs can divert him for an odd Half-hour.
The Doctor would not hear of Robin taking the cooling Beverage, and warned me that his Death woulde be upon my Head if I permitted him to be chilled: soe what could I doe? Poor Robin very impatient in consequence; and raving towards Midnight. Rose insisted in taking the last Half of my Watch.