Mathilda and Bertha Haydon had no trouble from having Lena for a
cousin on the voyage, until the last day that they were on the ship,
and by that time they had made their friends and could explain.
Mrs. Haydon went down every day to Lena, gave her things to make her
better, held her head when it was needful, and generally was good and
did her duty by her.
Poor Lena had no power to be strong in such trouble. She did not know
how to yield to her sickness nor endure. She lost all her little sense
of being in her suffering. She was so scared, and then at her best,
Lena, who was patient, sweet and quiet, had not self-control, nor any
active courage.
Poor Lena was so scared and weak, and every minute she was sure that
she would die.
After Lena was on land again a little while, she forgot all her bad
suffering. Mrs. Haydon got her the good place, with the pleasant
unexacting mistress, and her children, and Lena began to learn some
English and soon was very happy and content.
All her Sundays out Lena spent at Mrs. Haydon's house. Lena would have
liked much better to spend her Sundays with the girls she always sat
with, and who often asked her, and who teased her and made a
gentle stir within her, but it never came to Lena's unexpectant and
unsuffering german nature to do something different from what was
expected of her, just because she would like it that way better.
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