Chronicles of a pioneer school from 1792 to 1833 : $b being the history of Miss Sarah Pierce and her Litchfield school
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Chronicles of a pioneer school from 1792 to 1833 : $b being the history of Miss Sarah Pierce and her Litchfield school
Litchfield Female Academy (Conn.) -- History
ALICIA, (_laughing_)
Ah! that is just like her, with her arms swinging and her mouth open.
HELEN.
But did she not speak to you.
CONSTANTIA.
No, nor to Mamma, neither; and then she almost cried because she wanted
to help her brother to make a cart!
HELEN.
To make a cart! Was that a proper employment for a young lady?
CONSTANTIA.
No, indeed! and when she was told to speak to me, she came with her head
poking down, and her finger in her mouth, muttering so, “How d’ ye do,
Miss?”
HELEN.
Oh dear, how strange!
ALICIA.
Ah, that is exactly her; but now, Constantia, tell us how she looked
when her mamma asked her, if she would not like to help her brother beat
Jack Williams.
CONSTANTIA.
Oh, she pouted out her lips so; then she crammed her fingers into her
mouth; and then leered round to see if I was looking at her! But, Alicia
you remained in the parlour, how did Mr. Ned get his mouse again?
ALICIA.
Oh, you never saw such a cowardly fellow; when he overtook the boy and
found the mouse’s leg was broke, he beat and scratched the boy without
mercy and the boy durst not return the blows because Mr. Sydney was by.
At last Mr. Sydney said, “Come away, Ned, let him alone now; but if he
affronts you again, I will horsewhip him handsomely.” “Do it now, Papa,”
said Ned, “Do it now!” and Mr. Sydney never told him he was wrong.
MRS. LEYSTER.
In telling us that, Alicia, have you not told us the very reason of
Master Sydney’s behavior?
ALICIA.
What, that his father did not teach him better? Yes, I believe so!
MRS. LEYSTER.
Tell me, then is he most an object of ridicule or pity?
ALICIA, (_after hesitating a moment_.)
Of pity, to be sure!
MRS. LEYSTER.
And Constantia, do you not think the same cause may have produced the
same effect in Miss Sydney?
CONSTANTIA.
Yes, Mamma, for she said nobody had ever told her it was wrong to
torment her bird.
MRS. LEYSTER.
Then why have you ridiculed her?
CONSTANTIA.
I—I—did not mean any harm, Mama!
MRS. LEYSTER.
Did you not mean to make her appear an absurd, ridiculous character? Did
you not mean to make your cousin and sister laugh at her?
CONSTANTIA.
Yes, Mama.
MRS. LEYSTER.
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