Mrs. — then, as I lay, spoke to me for a few minutes with great
kindness and earnestness. She then rose, took the birch in her right
hand, and stooping over me, pressed her left hand tightly on my
shoulder so as to hold me as if I were in a vice; then raising the
birch, I could hear it whizz in the air, and oh, how terrible it felt
as it came down, and as its repeated strokes came swish, swish,
swish, on me! yet I felt, spite of the terrible stinging pain, that I
deserved it all—and it _was_ painful! I was a stout fair girl, and very
sensitive to pain. I screamed, I protested, I implored, but it was of
no avail; Mrs. — heeded not my cries, but held me down and birched on
till she had finished a whipping which seemed to have lasted an age,
but which quite changed my character. At last it _was_ over. I was
permitted to rise, my hands were unbound, and, burning and smarting,
I raised my tear-stained face to my true friend’s, on whose face no
sign was visible of the slightest anger or passion. Calm and serene,
she wished me good-night and left me conquered. Henceforward I was
a different girl; and though a few weeks afterwards I relapsed, yet
another night spent in Mrs. —’s dressing-room and another similar
application by her of that wonder-working birch—I did exactly as she
told me this time—sufficed finally to cure me. I became cheerful,
obedient, unselfish. My parents and friends the next holidays could
hardly believe that I was the same girl. I stayed three years at
Brighton, leaving when I was nineteen with much regret. I am now
twenty-four, and hope to be married at Easter to _the best man in the
world_ who never _could_ have loved me had not sensible wholesome
discipline changed my evil nature, as _the_ means under God of doing
so. I am thankful to publish my experience, and so to express not only
my gratitude, but confirm what others have so well said and told on
this subject.’
_Emma_ writes: ‘A while ago I undertook to bring up two nieces of the
ages of twelve and fourteen. I soon found them to be most stubborn
tempers and impudent. Thus they have often caused me much trouble and
annoyance. Though not an advocate of corporal punishment, I was much
struck with the description by _A Schoolmistress_ of a most ceremonious
method of inflicting punishment that I determined to follow exactly the
same method and try it the same morning.
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