Death and Dying in Literature
Edited By John J. Han and Clark C. Triplett
Chapter Six: The Secret Garden at the Back of the North Wind: The Life and Death Journey in Frances Hodgson Burnett and George MacDonald
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The Secret Garden AT THE Back OF THE North Wind
The Life and Death Journey in Frances Hodgson Burnett and George MacDonald
The wind was rising again, and getting very loud, and full of rushes and whistles. He was sure someone was talking—and very near him too it was. But he was not frightened, for he had not yet learned how to be; so he sat up and hearkened. At last the voice, which, though quite gentle, sounded a little angry, appeared to come from the back of the bed. He crept nearer to it, and laid his ear against the wall. Then he heard nothing but the wind, which sounded very loud indeed. However, the moment that he moved his head from the wall, he heard the voice again, close to his ear. He felt about with his hand, and came upon the piece of paper his mother had pasted over the hole. Against this he laid his ear, and then he heard the voice quite distinctly. There was, in fact, a little corner of the paper loose, and through that, as from a mouth in the wall, the voice came.
“What do you mean, little boy—closing up my window?”
—GEORGE MACDONALD, AT THE BACK OF THE NORTH WIND (1871)
One of the nice gusts of wind rushed down the walk, and it was...
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