Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 3, March 1842Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 3, March 1842
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
The poor things were not aware what a little ignoramus they were
recommending; for the youthful Lionel, who, sometimes took a peep into
the library, and stared in surprise at the various apparatus for study,
had boasted all over the village in which they resided, that his sister
knew everything under the sun, and had mentioned, in corroboration of
this sweeping declaration, that she was always poring over French,
Spanish, Greek or Latin books. This, her enthusiastic young friends,
who, by the way, had only known her a fortnight, took care to make the
most of—and the result was, that May was considered, by the Earl, as a
most fitting instructress for his children, and dreaded by them as a
prim and severe restraint upon their hitherto unchecked amusements.
CHAPTER II.
It was the morning of the day on which the dreaded governess was
expected, Julia, Elizabeth, Georgiana and William—the first 15, the
second 10, the third 8, and the fourth 7 years of age, were at play in
the garden of the Earl’s country seat. They had heard awful things of
governesses from some of their young companions, and the younger
children had been whispering to each other their dread of the expected
tyrant. They had, however, resumed their gambols, and forgotten the
matter, with that charming versatility which makes them so interesting,
when their nurse appeared with the news that the governess had arrived,
and was waiting to be introduced to her young charge in the school-room.
A sudden change was observable on the countenances of all. It was
amusing to watch the expression on each of those young faces. Julia—the
pensive and graceful Julia sighed, and bent her soft eyes sadly on the
ground, as she instantly turned her steps towards the house. The little
wilful and spirited Willie began to strut manfully backward and forward,
declaring that the others might do as they liked, but that _he_ would
not go near the ugly old woman. Georgy pouted—and Lizzie burst into
tears. At the sound of weeping, Julia turned back—soothed and cheered
them all by turns—kissed away the tears of one sister—smoothed the
other’s frowning brow with her soft and loving hand, and laughed at
Willie till he was fain to join in the laugh in spite of himself. She
then desired them to follow her to the school-room—which they
did—clinging to her dress, however, as if they expected to see a
monster in the shape of a governess; but as they reached the flight of
steps which led from the lawn to the house, their courage failed, and,
leaving Julia to ascend alone, they suddenly and simultaneously turned
to escape, and hurrying away, concealed themselves in the garden, where
they soon resumed their sports.
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