Home Influence: A Tale for Mothers and DaughtersAguilar, Grace
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Home Influence: A Tale for Mothers and Daughters
Aguilar, Grace
Domestic fiction; Mothers and daughters -- Fiction
drawing-box all to yourself, Tiny! Thank goodness! My chalks and pencils
have some chance of being let alone; I really ought to thank mamma and
papa quite as much, if not more, than you, considering that in giving
you a new possession they have preserved me an old one, which I began to
suspect would desert me piece by piece. What, more?" he continued,
laughing at his sister's almost scream of delight, as she undid the
covering of a book, and found it to be the complete poem of the "Lady of
the Lake," extracts of which she had read in the reviews, and so reveled
in them, child as she was, as to commit them all to memory, with scarce
an effort, only longing to know the whole story.
"And now, Nelly, what is your secret? still larger than Tiny's; what can
it be? Come, guess; I have you in my power, for you are not strong
enough to race me as Em. would, and so I will be more merciful. What of
all things would you like the best?--one, two, three guesses, and then
I'll relieve you; I want to know if papa and mamma have looked into your
secret chamber of wishes, as they have done in all of ours."
"Do not be afraid of guessing, Ellen; you are so very quiet, that your
secret chamber of wishes, as Percy calls it, is more concealed than any
of the others," said her uncle, smiling; "I am always obliged to refer
to your aunt."
"Come, Nell, speak or I will indict you as unworthy of any thing. What
did you say? a desk! Hurrah! then, there it is; and what a
beauty--rosewood and mother-of-pearl--just fitted for an elegant young
lady. How could mamma have found out so exactly? You have used the old
shabby thing Herbert lent you, as quietly and contentedly as if there
could not be a better. Do let us examine it!" and he dragged a table to
her sofa, and displayed to the delighted child all its fittings-up, and
its conveniences, and the pretty pen-holder and pencil-case, and fancy
wafers, and sealing-wax, and a little gold seal with her own name, and
every thing that could possibly be thought of. "And even a secret
drawer," exclaimed Percy, quite proud of the discovery. "Do look,
Ellen; why, you can keep all sorts of secrets there, for no one would be
as clever as I am to find out the spring without being told, and of
course I should not betray it:" and he laughingly sent away every body
while he explained to Ellen the spring. For some little while longer did
the young party examine and re-examine and talk of their own and each
other's treasures. And then Mr. Hamilton bade them remember, that,
though it was New Year's Eve, it was Sunday evening, too,[1] and that he
had deferred the hour of evening prayer till ten, that they might have
time to keep both, and so not lose the sacred music which was always
part of their Sunday recreation, to put away their things, and adjourn
to their music-room. And he was obeyed in a very few minutes; for though
they might have preferred lingering and talking where they were, what
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