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She was confined to her bed for a long time in excruciating pain day and night, and was so helpless as to be obliged to have a cord fixed to the bed’s head by taking hold of which she could ease herself a little. A medical gentleman from Wakefield attended her for some time but she got no relief.
Growing weary of her long confinement and worn out with the pain she endured, she said to her husband one day, "Joseph I cannot bear to lie here any longer; do get the couch-chair and set it near the fire and get some pillows and place them upon it, and then try if you can get me up and lay me there; perhaps I may get a little ease that way." Joseph being a kind affectionate husband did as she requested, making everything as comfortable as he could, and when he had done everything in his power to relieve her, he went out about his business, being a farmer.
When her husband was gone, a variety of thoughts flowed in upon her mind, and she reasoned with herself thus: "Here I lie, a poor, helpless, miserable creature; and so I am likely to remain, for there is no help for me in man: all human means are ineffectual.
