The Eskdale Herd-boy: A Scottish Tale for the Instruction and Amusement of Young PeopleBlackford, Mrs. (Martha)
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The Eskdale Herd-boy: A Scottish Tale for the Instruction and Amusement of Young People
Blackford, Mrs. (Martha)
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Scotland -- Juvenile fiction; Shepherds -- Scotland -- Juvenile fiction
Helen, whose heart was almost bursting, pressed her mother's hand. "Give
me a few moments, mamma, and then I will attend to all you have to say. I
will not occasion you an uneasy thought, if I can help it; you shall be
convinced, that your lessons have not been thrown away." She then retired
to the window, and in about five minutes returned to her mother with her
features perfectly composed, and sitting down, said, "Now, mamma, if you
wish to speak to me, I am ready." Her mother made no comments, but
immediately began by saying, it was her ardent desire that she might be
able to prevail with Mrs. Elliott to give up her house at Melrose, and
come and live at the Manse. "She, my dear girl, will best supply my place,
both to you and your dear father. At present, my love, you are too young
to take the charge of the family. My mother is still active, and loves you
both with the truest affection. Should I be so fortunate as to succeed in
settling this plan, I shall be comparatively easy; but you must promise
me, my dear, the most perfect obedience to her wishes and directions in
every particular, even though they may appear to you to differ from what
you have been accustomed to receive from me; and if it please God, my
child, you must likewise promise to supply my place to her in her old age.
I need not, my dear, desire your attention and obedience to your father;
on that point I am easy. Your whole conduct through life, and more
particularly during my long protracted illness, has convinced me that I
have nothing to fear there, and it would be only harassing you to say a
word on the subject; but there is one more point that I must mention, I
mean your feelings towards your brother. Never, my own love, allow
yourself to dwell a single moment on conduct which may appear to have
shortened my life: I have forgiven him from my heart, and left him a
mother's blessing. I make it my last request to you, that you never will
either evince by your behaviour, or harbour in your inmost thoughts, the
slightest resentment towards him. And now, my love," continued she,
preventing Helen from speaking, "I have only to add my advice as to your
own personal conduct. In all circumstances be guided by your father's
wishes and opinions, at least as long as it pleases Providence to spare
him to you; and never, my beloved girl, separate from him or your
grandmother, while they require your dutiful attention."
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