Weir Mitchell : his life and letters / by Anna Robeson Burr.

  • Anna Robeson Brown
Date:
1929
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Credit: Weir Mitchell : his life and letters / by Anna Robeson Burr. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    washed all over once a week. As Saturday night was chosen for this purpose, the scrub took away somewhat the keen pleasure of that half-holiday. “I remember less well my sisters and brothers than my own small self, and of the quiet neighbors as little. One who became in after years my friend, a most charming na¬ ture, was Dr. Samuel Jackson of the University of Penn¬ sylvania. “There were others, plain, comfortable merchants, living moderately and in no way remarkable. I remember Nathan Bunker, a Quaker, who for some cause was put out of Meeting, next to which he lived in Washington Street. We boys believed that he had trained his parrot to sit on the fence and say ‘How does thee do, Friend?’ as the Quakers came out of Meeting. “The city then contented nearly everyone until after July fourth, when those who desired indulged in a fort¬ night at Cape May; but after August twentieth it was not considered advisable to stay there or in the country. This might have been wise as to much of our neighboring country at that time, and Cape May chills were considered unusually obstinate, and an autumn stay at any part of the New Jer¬ sey seaside was undesirable. “Streets were very quiet and made good playgrounds for boys, vehicles being rare enough. The city was clean and small, the country attainable by a short drive, and often my father would take two or three of us out of town and turn us out, of a hot July evening, to play by the road side. “I think that I recall our being sent abruptly to Mullica Hill in Jersey during the cholera summer of 1832. I can
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