A Day To Be Remembered
It
was on the fifth day of February, which is the same
as if I had said Saturday, and the fast was to be kept
on the next Thursday. Susan had come to my home on
Friday night to sleep in my bed with me, so that we
might have such poor comfort as could be found
in each other's company when we were nigh to
starving.
She had awakened before the day dawned on this
Saturday morning, which will be remembered by me
so long as the Lord permits that I live, and moaned in
distress because of the desire for food, until I opened
my eyes, fretting because of not being allowed to
sleep yet longer, for while I slumbered the pangs of
hunger were not known.
Seeing me awake, Susan bean to speak of the fast
day on the following Thursday, saying that if we had
no food whatsoever during the twenty-four hours, at a
time when we were so near to starvation, surely would
we die, and she was going back to what she called the
omens, which came to us shortly after we arrived,
when we were startled by a loud shouting in the street
next beyond, where could be had a view of the sea.
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