The man ignored us and pressed on steadily.
"Perhaps he is transporting a poor woman to Rickett's
Circus, like Mr. Carris said," I suggested.
"She should be moved at night, when good people are
safe in their beds. Now what is he doing?"
The man had stopped at the corner of High and Seventh,
in front of our coffeehouse. Grandfather sped up. "Sir, I
protest most vehemently!"
I lifted my skirts and ran ahead of Grandfather. An
unnamed fear shot through me. My eyes filled with tears.
"No, this is too much," Grandfather called angrily. "Sir,"
he shouted. "Take that away from my home. Off with you
now and take your cargo, or I should call the constable."
The man turned back and looked at Grandfather, then
lifted the handles of the wheelbarrow and dumped the
woman on the street.
"Mother!" I screamed.
-Fever 1793,
Write a paragraph explaining how this fictional
account of the yellow fever epidemic helps draw
readers into the historical facts of the event.