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farm payments.
But with all of these worries, the thought of
the young mother trying to give birth and
possibly losing her life became Liza’s
overriding concern.
She turned to her oldest son. “David, Mr.
Winthrop’s horses are exhausted. Please
unhitch them and hitch ours to his wagon while
I get my things ready to go.”
By the time she had everything packed, the
wagon was ready. As she climbed up beside
Mr. Winthrop, she took David’s hand. “Take
care of things here, and try to harvest what you
can.”
David nodded. “We’ll be okay, Mother.”
Mr. Winthrop pushed the horses hard, but it
was still a few hours before they arrived at his
home. When Liza entered the room where Mrs.
Winthrop was laboring to give birth to the baby,
she could tell immediately that the situation was
desperate. The additional time it had taken for
her to get there had stressed both the mother
and the baby.
She worked skillfully and as fast as she
could, and within an hour, the baby was born.
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