{"id":13802,"date":"2022-01-31T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-01-31T07:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dotcw.com\/?p=5916"},"modified":"2021-07-19T00:24:51","modified_gmt":"2021-07-19T05:24:51","slug":"journal-of-surgeon-alfred-l-castleman-65","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/journal-of-surgeon-alfred-l-castleman-65\/","title":{"rendered":"Journal of Surgeon Alfred L. Castleman."},"content":{"rendered":"

31st<\/em>.\u2013As a relief to the dullness induced by bad weather, and disappointed hopes that something will turn up to awaken the activity of the army, I am constantly amused by the merry chirpings of myriads of “crickets on the hearth.”<\/a>[1] Now and then after night-fall a little mouse, nearly white, suddenly appears amongst them, and such a scampering, “such a gettin’ up stairs I ever didn’t see.” Mousey looks around for a little while as if surprised at their timidity, then sets up a-beautiful little song of his own, much resembling the trilling efforts of the young canary. Yes, I have the reality of a singing mouse; and at all hours of the night, either he or the crickets may be heard, in their cheering and now familiar singings. A few nights ago I heard a sound as of some small animal struggling in the water. I arose quickly, and on striking a light, found my little musical companion struggling in the water-pail for dear life. He had “leaped before he looked.” I had him. <\/em>I warmed him, and dried him, and then I let him go. And why should l not have let him go? True, I sometimes see him gliding away with stolen portions of my dearly-bought cheese. Now and then the print of his little foot, just pulled out of Virginia mud, is found on my butter roll. Once, as I was preparing for breakfast, I found the little fellow taking his morning bath in my cream cup. But what are all these? The cheese I can afford to divide with him. I cut the print of his little foot from my butter roll, and enjoy what is left all the better. Though I lose the cream from my coffee, I become more attached to the cup, because it has afforded pleasure to my little friend. Have we any roses without thorns, good people without failings, or friends without faults? When I examine the catalogue of my friends, should I strike off every one who has a failing, I fear I should have very <\/em>few left. Go on, then, little mousey, this world was intended alike for you and me. There is not a night but your little song more than pays me for all your depredations of the day, and for all my interest in and affections for you.<\/p>\n

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<\/a>[1] My quarters are now, an old farm house with one room, with an immense rough stone chimney, and a flag-stone hearth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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