Englefield Grange; or, Mary Armstrong's TroublesPaull, H. B., Mrs.
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Englefield Grange; or, Mary Armstrong's Troubles
Paull, H. B., Mrs.
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Jane knew her master's character well; she was not surprised, therefore,
when he told her about twelve mouths after his first wife's death that
he intended to marry a lady of large property, and begged her to prepare
his girls for the change. It was not, however, a very easy matter;
indeed, Clara expressed herself in strongly rebellious terms, and Mabel
shed many bitter tears at the prospect of having a stepmother.
A less sensible woman might have encouraged this rebellion, but Jane
reminded them of what their mother would have said--not only that it was
a duty they owed to their father to treat his wife with respect, but
also for the memory of their mother to endeavour to increase his
happiness.
Under such influence the children of Fanny Franklyn were ready to
receive their stepmother with respect and even affection. But the lady
Arthur Franklyn had chosen to supply the place of his lost wife,
possessed none of her qualities to endear her to his children.
A native of Australia, a childless widow, who at the death of her
husband became mistress of a large fortune, handsome, stylish, and
accomplished, whatever could Arthur Franklyn wish for beyond this. So he
thought with his usual impulsiveness, but he soon found his mistake.
Mrs. Franklyn was very unfit to manage a high-spirited girl like Clara,
and far too selfish and harsh in her treatment of the little gentle
Mabel, whom her father often found in tears of real distress. Altogether
Arthur Franklyn felt that he would have to pay dearly for the money
brought him by his second wife.
He was at last obliged to humble himself to his eldest daughter to
obtain peace.
"Clara," he said one day when he found her alone in the drawing-room,
"you appear to resent my second marriage; do you know that anxiety for
my children is the sole reason for my marrying again."
"Oh! papa," said Clara, "how can that be? Mrs. Franklyn isn't in the
least like our own dear mamma, and I shall never be able to love her."
"Clara," he said, "when I married your stepmother I was on the brink of
ruin; you and your brother and sister would have been turned out of
doors homeless and penniless; by my second marriage I obtained property
which has saved you all. Clara, cannot you love your father well enough
to forgive him for placing another in the position of your dear mother
for the sake of her children?"
"Papa, O papa!" said Clara, "oh! I did not know all this;" and she threw
her arms round his neck as she said, "you must forgive me, papa, and I
will try to behave properly to my new mamma; I will indeed."
"Thank you, my daughter," he replied, as he pressed her to his heart,
and thought with pain of her dead mother; "but, Clara, you must not
mention to any one what I have told you of my affairs."
"Papa, I will not," she said, and Mr. Franklyn knew he could trust his
eldest daughter.
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