Edith and John: A Story of PittsburghFarquhar, Franklin Smith
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Edith and John: A Story of Pittsburgh
Farquhar, Franklin Smith
Pittsburgh (Pa.) -- Fiction
Neither Mr. Jarney's pride, nor vanity, nor money, prevented him from
taking kindly to this young maiden, for he knew already whom she was,
and often longed for the time to help her, although at present he must
act with some circumspection toward her for reasons that he did not wish
her to know. And Mrs. Jarney, for the same reasons, had to conduct
herself accordingly, and meet Star on the basis of a stranger to the
name of Jarney. So keeping her in ignorance of her true relationship to
them, they hoped to make a lady of her, and do all that generous hearts
could do, under cover of being Edith's companion, to help her to a
brighter life.
Star needed some instruction in the art of being a grand lady, which
function she never conceived in acting when she humbly presented
herself, so recently, at the back door of this mansion. The
transposition of her habitat was so expeditiously executed that she saw
in it something of the miraculous. In nowise, on so short a notice,
could she be expected to conform to the spirit and the letter of the
laws of usage in this undiscovered country to which she had been
unceremoniously transported. So, recognizing these deficiencies in Star,
Edith took it upon herself to be her teacher and took a seat by her side
at the table. But Star was not so uncouth that she was wholly deficient
in quickness of perception, and constantly kept on guard; noting every
move that the others made; noting every move of Edith with sly glances;
noting every action of those opposite, so that she should not, if
possible to prevent it, make herself ridiculous in her first appearance
on the stage of grandeur. Thus, with much carefulness on her part, in
this respect at least, she got through the dinner fairly well,
considering the great length of time--one hour--they took in
mastication, conversation, deglutition. Finally, when it was all over
with, she arose, with the rest of them, with a gladsome thanksgiving
beating in her breast.
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