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
It was now so late, that it was impossible for the princess to think
of returning home that night; and the pleasing address of Brunetta,
together with the hopes of having her picture restored, soon prevailed
with her to accept of the fairy’s invitation.
The castle glittered with gaudy furniture; sweet music was heard in
every room; the whole company, who were all of the most beautiful forms
that could be conceived, strove who should be most obliging to this
their new guest. They omitted nothing that could amuse and delight the
senses. And the Princess Hebe was so entranced with joy and rapture,
that she had not time for thought, or for the least serious reflection;
and she now began to think, that she had attained the highest happiness
upon earth.
After they had kept her three days in this round of pleasure and
delight, they began to pull of the mask; nothing was heard but quarrels,
jars, and galling speeches. Instead of sweet music, the apartments were
filled with screams and howling; for every one giving way to the most
outrageous passions, they were always doing each other some malicious
turn, and only universal horror and confusion reigned.
The princess was hated by all, and was often asked, with insulting
sneers, why she did not return to her peaceful grove, and condescending
mother? But her mind having been thus turned aside from what was right,
could not bear the thoughts of returning; and though by her daily tears,
she showed her repentance, shame prevented her return: but this again
was not the right sort of shame; for then she would humbly have taken
the punishment due to her crime; and it was rather a stubborn pride,
which, as she knew herself so highly to blame, would not give her leave
to suffer the confusion of again confessing her fault; and till she
could bring herself to such a state of mind, there was no remedy for her
misery.
Just as Miss Jenny had read these words, Mrs. Teachum remembering some
orders necessary to give in her family, left them, but bid them go on,
saying she would return again in a quarter of an hour. But she was no
sooner gone from them, than our little company, hearing the sound of
trumpets and kettle-drums, which seemed to be playing at some little
distance from Mrs. Teachum’s house, suddenly started from their seats,
running directly to the terrace; and, looking over the garden wall,
they saw a troop of soldiers riding by, with these instruments of music
playing before them.
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