Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
"Brisk runs are what you want, and less confectionery, sleep, and
lounging in easy chairs;" began Miss Orne, all ready to prescribe for
these poor girls, the most important part of whose education had been so
neglected.
"Why, how did you know?" said Cordy, blushing, as she bounced out of her
luxurious seat and whisked into her pocket the paper of chocolate creams
she was seldom without.
Her round eyes and artless surprise set the others to laughing, and gave
Sally courage to ask what she wanted, then and there.
"Miss Orne, I wish you would show us how to be strong and hearty, for I
do think girls are a feeble set now-a-days. We certainly need stirring
up, and I hope you will kindly do it. Please begin with me, then the
others will see that I mean what I say."
Miss Orne looked up at the tall, overgrown girl who stood before her,
with broad forehead, near-sighted eyes, and narrow chest of a student;
not at all what a girl of seventeen should be, physically, though a
clear mind and a brave spirit shone in her clever face and sounded in
her resolute voice.
"I shall very gladly do what I can for you, my dear. It is very simple,
and I am sure that a few months of my sort of training will help you
much; for you are just the kind of girl who should have a strong body,
to keep pace with a very active brain," answered Miss Orne, taking
Sally's thin, inky fingers in her own, with a friendly pressure that
showed her good will.
"Madame says violent exercise is not good for girls, so we gave up
gymnastics long ago," said Maud, in her languid voice, wishing that
Sally would not suggest disagreeable things.
"One does not need clubs, dumb bells, and bars for my style of exercise.
Let me show you;" and rising, Miss Orne went through a series of
energetic but graceful evolutions, which put every muscle in play
without great exertion.
"That looks easy enough," began Nelly.
"Try it," answered Miss Orne, with a sparkle of fun in her blue eyes.
They did try,--to the great astonishment of the solemn portraits on the
wall, unused to seeing such antics in that dignified apartment. But some
of the girls were out of breath in five minutes; others could not lift
their arms over their heads; Maud and Nelly broke several bones in their
corsets, trying to stoop; and Kitty tumbled down, in her efforts to
touch her toes without bending her knees. Sally got on the best of all,
being long of limb, easy in her clothes, and full of enthusiasm.
"Pretty well for beginners," said Miss Orne, as they paused at last,
flushed and merry. "Do that regularly every day, and you will soon gain
a few inches across the chest and fill out the new jerseys with firm,
elastic figures."
"Like yours," added Sally, with a face full of such honest admiration
that it could not offend.
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