The house servants were all informed that they must go, and a new “maid
of all work” was engaged, who was expected to perform wonders in the
kitchen and elsewhere. The gardener and the coachman were also dismissed,
and the horses and cows were sold. The girls had concluded that it would
be unwise at present to attempt to make butter, for with their many other
duties it would be impossible to attend to it. A man who lived near could
be called upon to come occasionally if one were needed upon the place,
and when spring approached they could engage some one regularly, if they
decided to raise vegetables for sale.
At present their chief thought was the school. A room on the second floor
was to be used for the purpose, the bedstead and bureau removed, and some
desks, which Katherine went to Boston to buy, were to be placed there in
readiness for the pupils. There had been some discussion about the
purchase of these desks, Victoria suggesting that tables would do for the
present, until they should have a little more ready money, and should
also be able to see whether the number of scholars would warrant such an
outlay.
But Katherine was strongly of the opinion that desks would add greatly to
the professional appearance of the room, and would have, in consequence,
a beneficial effect upon the children, and as Honor agreed with her in
this, she went off triumphantly to Boston with the money in her pocket
with which she was to pay for them. Neither Honor nor Victoria was able
to go with her, but she professed herself quite equal to the task of
choosing the necessary articles without her sisters’ help.
When she returned she announced to them that she had bought not only six
small desks with chairs to match, but also a larger desk for Honor, a map
of the world to hang upon the wall, and a blackboard.
“You know it is really important to have all these things,” said she. “A
schoolroom without a map would be like bread without butter, and this is
the cheapest and the most complete thing you ever saw. The United States
on one side, and the whole world on the other, and only a dollar. And you
needn’t shake your head over the desk for Honor, Victoria! Of course she
ought to have a desk.”
“I’m afraid our bread will soon be without butter if you go on in this
way,” remarked Victoria. “Honor could have used a table with a drawer.”
“Oh, that wouldn’t do at all!” said Katherine, impatiently. “You have
such scrimpy ideas, Vic; I don’t see where you get them. And besides, I
did a stroke of business. They allowed me a discount of ten per cent at
the furniture store because I was a professional, so it really paid to
get all those things. It is great fun to be a professional. I get music
cheaper at the music stores, just because I give lessons.”
“But did you have enough money for so many things?” asked the practical
younger sister.
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