Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 1, January 1852Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 1, January 1852
Various
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With this promise I was directed to my bed-room, which was a garret, on
the back part of the house.
It was with no little nervousness that I commenced my duties on the
following morning. On entering the class-room, I found the young ladies
at their lessons. They slightly returned my bow, and seemed to regard me
with a good deal of curiosity. At last I summoned courage to inquire the
branches they were studying, and the progress they had made, which
request they complied with after a little whispering and delay. I then
laid before them the system I purposed to pursue, to which they nodded
an approval.
As I anticipated, I found my duties were laborious and not very
agreeable. The young ladies seemed to think a governess ought not only
to teach but to do. If they found a branch of arithmetic difficult, an
explanation was insufficient, I was also expected to solve its problems.
If a picture which they were copying ceased to be attractive, I had to
complete it, and then it was exhibited to visitors as a specimen of
their ability. In their music lessons I could rarely prevail upon them
to follow my directions, when, I regret to say, I would exhibit a little
annoyance, and then they would leave the piano, and lodge a complaint
with their father.
I remember upon one occasion I was very anxious that Jemima should learn
a very pretty French ballad, which had been taught me by my mother. I
was, moreover, desirous that if she sang it at all, she should sing it
well. I took great pains in teaching, but she seemed very indifferent
about learning it. When I urged her to practice it, she became
impatient, and flung the song into the fire. As it was a copy made by my
sister, I could not help weeping when I saw it enveloped in flames. At
this moment Mr. Curtis entered the room in company with two ladies.
Jemima immediately gave him an incorrect account of the cause of my
tears, and he refused to hear my explanation, and expressed his
impatience in seeing a governess giving herself such airs about a
valueless piece of music. His companions nodded an assent to his
remarks, and sympathized with Miss Curtis for the annoyance, they were
sure, I occasioned her. Perhaps I was really a little irritable at
times, when I fancied they endeavored to displease me; but on the whole,
I am sure, I was too easy and obliging, and I thought my heart would
have broken, when I heard them speak so disparagingly of me.
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