Ancestral Fiction that follows real people from whom the author is descended.
Irish Immigrant came to the New World as an indentured servant,prospers and becomes an American Patriot, Miles Knight is a fascinating character who is our family patriarch.
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Sean Knight’s Farm
Near Dublin, Ireland
This story begins with the birth of a baby; one Miles Jesse Knight about 80 kilometers out of Dublin, Ireland. From the very beginning Miles would endure hardships beyond measure, but maintain an honesty and rock solid character that would endear him to just about everyone he met.
Even Miles’ birth was difficult. He was a large baby and Mrs. Becky Knight was in labor for over thirty six hours. She bordered on the brink of death due to complications caused by the difficult birth.
At one point the doctor feared that he might lose both mother and child and although he worked feverishly to save them, eventually had to place them in God’s hands with the statement, “Lord, I’ve done all that I can do. If it is your will for them to live…you will have to complete this delivery.”
Sean Knight paced up and down outside the couple’s bedroom in their small but cozy cottage while the doctor was inside with his Becky. Every once in awhile he would stop his pacing and put his ear to the door.
He was just about at his wits end when the door opened and the doctor came out. Sean looked at the good doctor and asked, “What tis it, Doctor? Why do ya have such a dour look about ya? You can be honest with me, sir. Would it be me wife…or the baby?”
The doctor looked at him and said, “Tis both, man…tis both.”
Sean’s face registered utter shock and his heart sank at hearing this terrible news. He and his beloved Becky had prayed for a baby and when she realized she was with child felt it was God’s answer to their prayers. Now all he could do was to seek God’s mercy and grace to save his wife and baby; if one had to die, please let it be the child, but don’t take his loving Becky.
Finally the doctor emerged from the bedroom again with a slight smile and a look of shear relief on his face. He looked at Sean, nodded his head and said, “They’re both going to make it, Sean. And you can give all the thanks to the Good Lord above for answerin’ your prayers”
Sean grabbed the doctor’s hand and pumped it as though he was pumping water from a well. The doctor laughed; the laughter partly due to the handshake and partly from the utter relief he felt from completing the difficult birth.
“Can I be a seein’ ‘em, Doctor…can I see me Becky and the babe?” Sean asked.
“Aye, Sean, ya can, but only for a minute,” the doctor stated and then added, “Becky is still very weak and in need of much rest.”
“Aye, I’ll just let her know I’m here in case she’d be a needin’ me,” Sean said as he carefully opened the bedroom door.
Mary had her eyes closed and her breathing was normal now. She looked so pale lying there in the bed, but she was alive and Sean would see to it that she got plenty of rest.
He moved up alongside the bed and Becky slowly opened her eyes and a smile came to her lips. She said in almost a whisper, “Sean, tis a boy.”
Sean had been so worried about the two of them he hadn’t even asked the doctor what the baby was; a boy or a girl. Now, however, a smile exploded across his face.
“A boy…oh Darlin’, ya gave me a son. Miles Jesse Knight has come a callin’,” Sean said.
They had decided on the name Miles Jesse Knight if the baby was a boy, after Sean’s father, Miles and Becky’s father Jesse. If it had been a girl it would have been Rhonda Maureen, after Becky’s mother Rhonda and Sean’s mother, Maureen.
Sean kissed his exhausted, but beautiful wife and the baby and then told Becky it would be best if she rested. She nodded her head slowly and closed her eyes. Sean went back out into the living room and smiled at the doctor as the weary doctor checked to make sure he had all his medical instruments before placing them in his medical bag.
When Sean went to pay the doctor his delivery fee he tried to give him extra money because of the difficult delivery, the doctor refused.
“Sean, it’d be an insult for me to be a takin’ more than my usual fee for deliverin’ this child. I did what I normally do, but in this case God did the hardest part. He brought ‘em both through it all,” the doctor stated.
Sean smiled warmly and in his heart knew that the doctor was right. God had brought them through and he was so thankful. He and Becky had not only been childhood sweethearts, they had been childhood friends. To lose her…well, Sean didn’t know what he would have done or how he would have coped with the loss.
This was Miles’ entry into this world. He teetered on the edge of death along with his mother. God’s will was carried out in that bedroom and He was in charge of the entire delivery. The Angel of Death had stalked the Knight house, but God would not allow him to lay claim to either mother or child. He had work for Miles to do yet; work that would take him halfway around the world.