dr. grenfell's parish

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Página 122 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
Página 122 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, And a wind that follows fair. My foot is on my gallant deck, Once more the rover is free! And the "Larboard Watch...
Página 50 - must kape an eye on that There is a new proverb on the coast. The folk say, when a great wind blows, " This'll bring Grenfell ! " Often it does. He is impatient of delay, fretted by inaction ; a gale is the wind for him — a wind to take him swiftly towards the place ahead. Had he been a weakling, he would long ago have died on the coast ; had he been a coward, a multitude of terrors would long ago have driven him to a life ashore; had he been anything but a true man and tender, indeed, he would...
Página 106 - I'll beat un," he cried, as if inspired to some supreme struggle. " I'll beat un," he repeated, clinching his g.reat hands. " I will ! " Elisha bade us good-night with a solemn face. A little...
Página 150 - With perfect wholesomeness, with exquisite delicacy, with entire fidelity, with truest pathos, with freshest humor, he has delineated character, has analyzed motives and emotions, and has portrayed life.
Página 51 - In the course of time the Princess May was wrecked or worn out. Then came the Julia Sheridan, thirty-five feet long, which the mission doctor bought while she yet lay under water from her last wreck ; he raised her, refitted her with what money he had, and pursued his venturesome and beneficent career, until she, too, got beyond so hard a service. Many a gale she weathered, off " the worst coast in the world " — often, indeed, in thick, wild weather, the doctor himself thought the little craft...
Página 54 - ... was running high, and still fast rising ; the schooners were huddled in the harbours, with all anchors out, many of them hanging on for dear life, though they lay in shelter. The sturdy little coastal boat, with four times the strength of the Strathcona, had made hard work of it that day — there was a time when she but held her own off a lee shore in the teeth of the big wind. It was drawing on towards night when the doctor came aboard for a surgeon from Boston, a specialist, for whom he had...
Página 133 - But the nearest house being at least ten miles away, it meant almost one's life to have no dry clothing. Fortunately, I had. The driver at once galloped the dogs back to the woods we had left, and I had as hard a mile's running as ever I had, for my clothing was growing to resemble the armor of an ancient knight more and more every yard, and though in my youth I was accustomed to break the ice to bathe if necessary, I never tried running a race in a coat of mail. By the time I arrived at the trees...
Página 126 - ... and that is by despatching the Battle Harbour doctor northward in midwinter. The folk know that he is bound towards them — know the points of call — can determine within a month the time of his arrival. So they bring the sick to these places — and patiently wait. This is a hard journey — made alone with the dogs. Many a night the doctor must get into his sleeping bag and make himself as comfortable as possible in the snow, snuggled close to his dogs, for the sake of the warmth of their...
Página 5 - Tis my little girl that's sick. Sure, none of us knows what's the matter with she. Woan't you come up an' see she, zur ? Perhaps you might do something — though you isn't — a doctor." The little girl was lying on the floor — on a ragged quilt, in a corner. She was a fair child — a little maid of seven. Her eyes were deep blue, wide, and fringed with long, heavy lashes. Her hair was flaxen, abundant, all tangled and curly. Indeed...

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