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For Nathaniel
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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CONTENTS
PREFACE XV
PA R T 1
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
Overview 15The Brain 15 B O X 2.1 Costs of War to the Brain 17The Role
of Neurotransmitters 17Disorders of the Nervous System 17
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viii
Contents
PA R T 2
CHAPTER 3
Health Behaviors 38
Attitude Change and Health Behavior 45The Health Belief Model 47The
Theory of Planned Behavior 47Criticisms of Attitude Theories 49Self
Regulation and Health Behavior 49Self Determination Theory
49Implementation Intentions 49Health Behavior Change and the Brain 50
B O X 3.1
B O X 3.2
Health-Promoting Behaviors 64
Exercise 65
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Accident Prevention 68
Vaccinations 70Screenings 70
Eating Disorders 91
Smoking 101
CHAPTER 5
Health-Compromising Behaviors 79
Obesity 81
PA R T 3
CHAPTER 6
Stress 114
Contents
B O X 6.4
B O X 6.5
B O X 7.4
PA R T 4
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
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B O X 9.2
CHAPTER 10
B O X 10.1
Adherence? 179
B O X 9.4
B O X 9.5
Contents
PA R T 5
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
B O X 11.1
B O X 12.1
Why Do Women Live Longer ThanMen? 245
Medical Staff and the Terminally Ill Patient 251Counseling with the
Terminally Ill 253The Management of Terminal Illness in Children 253
B O X 12.4
B O X 11.2
CHAPTER XXXIII.
July 30.
THIS morning, coming into the hall, I found Joyce quite in
ecstasies over a pair of young choughs that Harry had got
for her at the risk of his neck. Harry, who is usually very shy
of strange young ladies, takes wonderfully to Joyce. She on
her part takes to everybody, and is growing so full of spirits
that mother now and then has to check her a little. She is
very good in general, I must say, though she now and then
shows her want of training in a little outburst of temper, and
yesterday was so rude to Grace that mother ordered her to
beg pardon, and on her refusal sent her to her room. Going
thither some hour or two after, I found her drowned in
tears, because she had offended my mother.
"You can easily make matters right," said I. "Go and beg my
mother's pardon and Grace's also, and all will be well."
"If it were anything but that," said she. "But to beg pardon
of a servant!"
"Or do anything else that you wished to do, but not your
plain duty," said I, interrupting, for I began to be vexed with
her. "What does my mother care for your fastings, or lying
on the floor? Or what boots all these tears, so long as you
are proud, and wilful, and disobedient to the friend who has
rescued you from misery—perhaps from such a dreadful
death as my Lady Carey threatened you with? One simple,
honest act of obedience is worth all the tears, and fastings,
and penances in the world."
And with that I left her. I think my words had their effect,
for an hour after she came weeping to my mother, and knelt
by her very humbly, saying that she had begged Grace's
pardon and received it. My mother, on that, gave the child
her hand to kiss, and bade her bring her work and sit on the
stool beside her. So all was sunshine once more, and I think
the lesson has done Joyce good.
I saw one of these weddings one day, and gave the bride a
kerchief, which I had put in my pocket for some one in the
village. The whole party were greatly pleased, and this
morning the old mother of the bride came and brought me
a great basket of whortleberries, the finest I ever saw. She
would have no pay, so I gave her a pair of scissors and
some needles, and Mistress Grace added what the poor
thing seemed to value more than anything, a great loaf of
brown wheaten bread. She gave us to understand that her
child (not the bride, but another) was very ill, and could eat
little, but would like the bread. Thereupon Grace, always
compassionate, added a pot of honey, and a bottle of some
cordial medicine to her gift, and the poor woman went away
very happy.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
Aug. 3.
SAD news! A courier came from home last night with the
mournful tidings that my Lord's little son seems to be failing
fast, and begging us to hurry home as quickly as possible,
that they may have the benefit of my mother's counsel.
Alas, poor little boy! I can see that my mother has little
hope of finding him alive, from the account which Master
Ellenwood writes of his state. Jasper Ellenwood, who hath
been bred a physician in the best Dutch and Paris schools,
is at the Court night and day, but he gives little
encouragement.
CHAPTER XXXV.
Aug. 5.
HERE we are at home again, safe and sound, having made
the journey in less than three days. The poor babe is alive,
and that is all. My Lady is like a ghost so pale, wasted and
woe-begone; but keeps up for the sake of her husband and
child. I see my mother has great fears for her.
Aug. 12.
I must not forget to say that the Spanish kitling made the
journey in the pocket of Harry's horseman's coat, sorely
discomposed at times by the shaking, and wailing pitifully,
but on the whole behaving very well.
Aug. 18.
Tessalonyans chap iv
[These words gave me great comfort in my sorrow, so I
have copied them here.]
CHAPTER XXXVII.
Aug. 20.
"I dare say she would fly at the chance herself, the old cat!"
said my father. "Well, Rosamond, I am heartily glad your
choice jumps so well with ours in this matter, for though I
would have preferred Dick above many a richer and greater
suitor, I would never wed a child of mine against her will. I
saw enough of that in mine own mother's case, who lived
and died a broken-hearted woman; aye, and that though
my father would have coined his very heart's blood to save
her. She was a model of wifely duty and reverence too, poor
Lady, but the one thing my father longed for, that she could
never give. Well, well! God bless thee, child, with all my
heart: thou bast ever been a dutiful daughter to me and to
her that is gone. Well, I must go see my Lord and Dick, who
is pacing the maze like a caged lion. There will be need of a
dispensation, and I know not what, beside the settlements
for our heiress here. What think you, chick? Does Dick seek
you for the sake of Aunt Rosamond's acres and woods?"
"Then you don't believe the Gospels, and that is worse than
being married," answered Dick, gayly; and with more of his
old mischief than I have seen in him for a long time. "Come,
Prue, be a reasonable woman, and here's a good Harry gold
piece to buy you a new gown for the wedding."
"I shall never see that wedding!" said she, never noticing
the money he held out to her. "I have warned you and
entreated you, and all in vain. Your blood be on your own
heads, if you persevere! Only remember, when the stroke
comes, that I warned you!"
We are to keep house at the Court till they return, and then
go to our own house at Coombe Ashton. I would like to live
awhile at least at Tremador, for my heart is drawn to my
people there, and perhaps we shall do so. I am glad my
mother has Joyce, who gains on our hearts every day. She
is very loving and easily swayed, though, as was to be
expected, she has many faults, the worst of which, in my
mother's eyes and mine, is a want of truth. If she commits
any fault or meets any mishap, she will lie to hide it.
But that is not the worst of it. She says she has heard that
both my step-dame and Lady Stanton are infected with the
new doctrine. She says that she has it from a sure hand
that my mother was in London a constant associate of my
Lady Denny and other well-known heretics, and was
believed to have sent relief both in money and food to
heretics under sentence in the common prisons. She lays all
my apostasy, as she calls it, to the account of my Lady
Corbet, and implores me to fly from the tyranny and ill-
guidance of my cruel step-dame to the arms of my true
Mother.