Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of Orphanhood — John Shaqi
Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of OrphanhoodRobertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
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Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of Orphanhood
Robertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
Orphans -- Fiction
This was always in the evening's entertainment, and to-night it was
happily accomplished, inasmuch as it dispelled the cloud which had hung
for a moment over them.
"It must be nice to have things to do--useful things I mean," said
Frederica.
"I doubt it is a liberty in me to let you wash my cups, or even to ask
you to your tea," said Eppie. "For you are no longer the wee missy that
came creeping up the stairs the first day you came to the school. You
are growing a young lady now."
"That is just what I was telling mama," said Frederica eagerly. "I
ought to have done with school now, and stay at home, ought I not? I
don't suppose I should wash cups; but there are a great many things I
could do for mama and Lina. Do you really think I am growing a young
lady, Eppie? I am such a little thing, you know," said Frederica; "but
I am nearly fifteen."
An odd smile flickered for a moment on Eppie's small wrinkled face.
"You needna be in any great hurry about being a young leddy. I doubt
you're but a bairn to the most o' folk yet," said she.
"Not for myself--I am in no hurry to be grown up for myself; but for
mama's sake."
"But there must be a heap o' things for you to learn yet," said Eppie
gravely. "There's time enough."
"But I don't see the good of learning so many things, and I have gone
through all the books the girls learn here. And mama does need me, I am
sure of that."
Then Eppie went on to say how important the season of youth is, and how
she had no doubt but Mrs Vane would rather deny herself the happiness
of her little daughters' company for the sake of having them become wise
and accomplished women, and so on. But Frederica did not seem to be
noticing what she was saying; for she asked suddenly,--
"Eppie, do you know where Miss Baines is now? Will she ever come back
again, do you think?"
Eppie shook her head.
"Have you not heard? She is dead, my dear."
"Dead!" repeated Frederica.
"Yes. She has gone to a better world, I have little doubt."
"To heaven!"
"Ay, I am sure of it, as far as a body can be sure of such a thing. She
was a good woman. She had some curious notions about things, but she
was a good woman."
"She was very religious," said Frederica.
"Yes, she was religious. She was a good woman."
"But then there are so many kinds of religion," said Frederica.
"But there is but one right kind I doubt," said Mistress Campbell
gravely.
"And Miss Baines' was the right kind? It made her patient and gentle
with us girls, even when we were naughty. And after her fall, when she
suffered so much, it made her patient to bear her pain. And once she
told me that she was not afraid to die. I wish I had asked her more
about it. I don't know, but I am almost sure mama would be afraid to
die."
Eppie gave her a startled glance; but Frederica did not look as though
she had said anything to excite surprise.
"But your mama is a good woman. I have always heard you say that."
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