The Governess; Or, The Little Female AcademyFielding, Sarah
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The Governess; Or, The Little Female Academy
Fielding, Sarah
Didactic fiction; Girls' schools -- Fiction; Governesses -- Fiction; School children -- Fiction; Schools -- Fiction
‘In this manner we lived, till on a certain day, after Brunetta had been
in one of her rages with me for nothing, my father came in and chid
her for it; which, when my mother heard, she threw herself into such a
violent passion, that her husband could not pacify her. And, being big
with child, the convulsions, caused by her passions, brought her to her
grave. Thus my father lost her, by the same uncontrollable excesses, the
fatal effects of which he had before ruined his daughter to preserve her
from. He did not long survive her; but, before he died, gave me a little
wand, which, by striking three times on the ground, he said, would at
any time produce me any necessary or convenience of life, which I really
wanted, either for myself, or the assistance of others; and this he gave
me, because he was very sensible, he said, that as soon as he was dead,
my sister would never rest till she had got from me both his castle,
and everything that I had belonging to me, in it. “But,” continued he,
“whenever you are driven from thence, bend your course directly into the
pleasant wood Ardella; there strike with your wand, and everything you
want, will be provided for you. But keep this wand a profound secret, or
Brunetta will get it from you; and then (though you can never, while you
preserve your patience, be unhappy) you will not have it in your power
to be of so much use as you would wish to be, to those who shall stand
in need of your assistance.” Saying these words, he expired, as I
kneeled by his bedside, attending his last commands, and bewailing the
loss of so good a father.
‘In the midst of this our distress, we sent to my Uncle Sochus, my
father’s brother, to come to us, and to assist us in an equal division
of my deceased father’s effects; but my sister soon contrived to make
him believe, that I was the wickedest girl alive, and had always set
my father against her by my art, which she said I pretended to call my
wisdom; and by several handsome presents she soon persuaded him (for he
did not care a farthing for either of us) to join with her in saying,
that, as she was the eldest sister, she had a full right to the castle,
and everything in it; but she told me I was very welcome to stay there,
and live with her, if I pleased; and while I behaved myself well, she
should be very glad of my company.
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