Fors Clavigera (Volume 6 of 8): $b Letters to the workmen and labourers of Great BritainRuskin, John
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Fors Clavigera (Volume 6 of 8): $b Letters to the workmen and labourers of Great Britain
Ruskin, John
Aesthetics; Conduct of life; Great Britain -- Social conditions -- 19th century; Social problems; Working class -- Great Britain
Harriett used to catch and kill flies for pleasure, and would have so
treated any living insect she saw; but she now holds bees in great
respect, and also, I hope, some other insect workers, for one day she
was much pleased to find one of the small spotted spiders, which had
during the night spun its web across the fire-grate. She asked me many
questions about it, (I permit her to do so on principle, at certain
times, as a part of her education); she said it was “a shame” to break
“such beautiful work,” and left it as long as she could; and then,
(entirely of her own accord) she carefully slipped her dusting brush
under web and spider, and so put the “pretty little dear” outside the
window, with the gentle remark, “There, now you can make another.” Was
not this hopeful? This child had lived all her life in one of the low,
crowded courts in the centre of the town, and her ignorance of all
green life was inconceivable. For instance, to give her a country walk
I sent her last March with a parcel to a village near the town, and
when she came back—having walked a mile through field-paths—she said
she did not think there were “such a many trees and birds in the
world.” And on that memorable day she first saw the lambs in the
field—within two miles of the house where she was born. Yet she has the
purest love for flowers, and goes into very real ecstasies over the
commonest weeds and grasses, and is nursing with great pride and
affection some roots of daisy, buttercup, and clover which she has
brought from the fields, and planted in the little yard at the back of
our house; and every new leaf they put forth is wonderful and lovely to
her, though of course her ideas of “gardening” are as yet most
elementary, and will be for some time, apparently. But it is really
helpful to me to see her happiness over it, and also when my friends
send me a handful of cut flowers—we have no garden; and the eagerness
with which she learns even their names, for it makes me feel more
hopeful about the future of our working classes than some of your
correspondents.
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