Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhymeChild, Lydia Maria
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Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhyme
Child, Lydia Maria
American essays -- 19th century; American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
But Esther was too young to reflect on such matters. She loved her
brother, and she wanted him to go to college; and with unquestioning
diligence she applied her faculties to the purpose, in every way that
was left open for her. She scarcely allowed herself time to eat and
sleep, and grudged herself every article of apparel, so zealous was her
sisterly love. Poor girl! there was no one to teach her the physical
laws, and she knew not that toiling thus perpetually, without exercise
for the body, or recreation for the mind, was slow suicide. Month after
month she laboured, and seldom spoke of pains in her side, and confused
feelings in her head. Even her favourite luxury of reading was almost
entirely relinquished; and John had little leisure to read to her such
books as were entertaining. The minister had offered to hear him recite
Latin and Greek once a week, and he was too busy with the classics, to
have time for Voyages and Travels. He often repeated his lessons to his
sister, and from his bald translations she here and there gleaned a few
ideas; but this kind of mental effort was little profitable, and less
enlivening. Blessed Nature stood ever ready to refresh and strengthen
her. The golden dandelion blossoms smiled brightly in her face, and the
trees stretched their friendly arms over her in blessing; but she had
no time to listen to their kind voices. It would have been difficult to
lure her aside from her arduous path, even if she had known that it
would lead to an open tomb.
When an object is pursued with such concentrated aim and persevering
effort, it is almost always attained. John taught school in the winters,
and worked at whatever his hand could find to do in the summers. Esther
hoarded all her earnings, to add to the Education Fund, as they called
it: and their good friend the minister borrowed a hundred dollars for
them, to be repaid according to their own convenience. At last, the
darling hope of many years was realized. John went to college, and soon
ranked among the best scholars of his class. His sister still toiled,
that he might have a sufficiency of books and clothing. He studied hard,
and taught school during college vacations, and returned home at the end
of four years, attenuated almost to a skeleton.
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