Great Britain -- History -- Victoria, 1837-1901 -- Fiction
So it was that the new house was opened. Not only the grown folk, but
the merry little company of princes and princesses, were very happy in
it whenever a few days could be spared for its pleasures. As they grew
older, a Swiss cottage was built for them, and this was _their_ house.
There was a charming little kitchen, with a cooking stove, so that the
girls could try all sorts of experiments in the cooking line; and happy
they were when they could persuade their father and mother to partake
of a "banquet" of their own preparing. The boys had a forge and a
carpenter's bench, where they built small boats and chairs and tables
and wheelbarrows. Every child had a garden, and there he raised not
only flowers, but fruit and vegetables. In this little paradise the
children did what they liked, but they were shown the best way of doing
it. A gardener taught them how to manage their gardens, and whenever
their vegetables were a success, they either gave them away or sold
them at market price to the royal kitchen. Prince Albert himself taught
the boys how to use tools, and helped them to begin a museum of
insects, minerals, and all sorts of curiosities like the one that he
and his brother Ernest had had in Coburg when they were boys.
Not only at Osborne, but wherever the royal children were, they were
brought up as simply as the Queen herself had been. Whatever material
was bought for their clothes had to be shown to the Queen, and if it
was rich or expensive, she would refuse to allow it to be used. As soon
as the princes and princesses were old enough, they were taught to take
as much care of their clothes as if they had been a poor man's
children. One of their nurses wrote that they had "quite poor
living--only a bit of roast beef and perhaps a plain pudding;" and she
added, "The Queen is as fit to have been a poor man's wife as a queen."
Baron Stockmar was consulted on all nursery questions, and he said that
it was more difficult to manage a nursery than a kingdom.
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