At home, the servants were dismissed, for the sake of economy, and all the housework and the nursing fell on my grandmother and my sister.
Fetchke, as a result, was overworked, and fell ill of a fever.

The baby, suffering from unavoidable neglect, developed the fractious temper of semi-illness.

And by way of a climax, the old cow took it into her head to kick my grandmother, who was laid up for a week with a bruised leg.
Neighbors and cousins pulled us through till grandma got up, and after her, Fetchke.

But my mother remained on her bed.

Weeks, months, a year she lay there, and half of another year.