Lady Maclairn, the victim of villany : $b A novel, volume 2 (of 4)Hunter, Mrs. (Rachel)
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Lady Maclairn, the victim of villany : $b A novel, volume 2 (of 4)
Hunter, Mrs. (Rachel)
English fiction
My father, in his sorrow, had forgotten to lament the loss of that
benign influence, which had so skilfully counteracted the encroachments
of avarice. Left to his natural bias, these soon appeared, and Lucretia
failed not to make an advantage of a weakness which her mother had
checked and restrained. Every reform in the expences of the family
met with approbation, and my father insensibly gave his confidence
"to his excellent manager." I silently submitted to the new order of
things. The time approached for my emancipation from the restraints
of my father's house; I had taken my degrees, and wished to pass one
term more at the university, before I solicited my ordination. I spoke
to my father on the subject, explaining to him my motives for the
request I urged. "I have withdrawn your name from the college books,"
said he, "more than a week since. I see no good that can result from
your losing your time, and spending my money there." I ventured to
remonstrate, urged my disappointment, and added, that I had not been
idle, but had worked both for honour and independence. "Pray, Sir,"
asked he with a sneer, "how much did you expect to make yearly, of
your _learned_ labours?" "Even in deacon's orders," replied I, cut
to the very soul, "I might have eaten my own bread, and gratified my
love of _learning_."--"That you may do here," replied he roughly, "by
being Mary's schoolmaster; and at my table, with forty pounds per
annum, I presume you will be as well off as with a curacy." My mother's
blessed spirit saved me from uttering the reproaches which were on my
lips. I remembered her dying advice, I bowed, and was retiring. "Hark
ye, Sir!" cried he, "I see I have offended your classical pride, but
you ought to remember, that I never wished to see you brought up in
idleness. It was your mother's pleasure to see you the _gentleman_ of
the family. I always told her, I would not buy you a _living_: earn
one, as I have done before you. Go to your brother Oliver, and he will
teach you a better trade than that of a country curate. I will send
you in the next ship, and then do something for you that will not be
lost should you die: so you have time to consider of my offer, and to
study your multiplication table into the bargain." I bowed, and said,
"that my part required no time for a resolution: I was not educated
for commerce; nor should I go to Jamaica; but I should consider that
time well employed, which was devoted to Mary's improvement: for the
rest, I relied on his goodness and favour." "As you please," answered
he, somewhat softened: "at least, you will be useful, and you will
have no wants under my roof." I bowed, and was permitted to retire.
Lucretia exulted in this my defeat; but I kept my temper. Mary with
delight, now listened to my plans of instruction. Young as she was,
she entered into my vexations. "Be but contented here," said she,
"and I shall be happy. My father's love is not yet diverted from
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