[A Canadian Heroine, Volume 1 by Mrs. Harry Coghill]@TWC D-Link bookA Canadian Heroine, Volume 1 CHAPTER IX 42/47
I had had no idea till then how wretchedly these poor creatures were huddled together, without even such comforts as they were used to; but when I found that it was impossible for the sick child to be cared for in the miserable place where they lived, I began to come to myself a little, or rather to forget myself, and contrive something to help others. "The child's sister, Mary, spoke a little French, so that we could manage to understand each other; and with shawls and pillows, we made a comfortable little bed, in an unoccupied space close to my cabin.
There we nursed the poor little creature, which got well wonderfully soon, and Mary became my firm and faithful friend.
It was she whom you saw a few weeks ago, when she came, hoping to bring me a useful warning. "We were six weeks at sea; and when we reached Quebec, and had to take the steamboats, a new kind of misery began for me.
I shrank from the sight of our fellow-passengers, for I felt that wherever we went, they looked at me curiously, and sometimes I heard remarks and speculations, which seemed to carry the sense of degradation to my very heart.
But Mary and her little sister had done me good.
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