The Parent's Assistant; Or, Stories for ChildrenEdgeworth, Maria
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The Parent's Assistant; Or, Stories for Children
Edgeworth, Maria
Children's stories; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
“I cannot tell what to make of all he says,” whispered Hal, as he reached
down his hat; “do you think, Ben, he means to give you this uniform, or
not?”
“I think,” said Ben, “that he means to give me one, if it is necessary;
or, as he said, if I think it is necessary.”
“And that to be sure you will; won’t you? or else you’ll be a great fool,
I know, after all I’ve told you. How can anyone in the world know so
much about the matter as I, who have dined with Lady Diana Sweepstakes
but yesterday, and heard all about it from beginning to end? And as for
this gentleman that we are going to, I’m sure, if he knows anything about
the matter, he’ll say exactly the same as I do.”
“We shall hear,” said Ben, with a degree of composure which Hal could by
no means comprehend when a uniform was in question.
The gentleman upon whom Mr. Gresham called had three sons, who were all
to be at this archery meeting; and they unanimously assured him, in the
presence of Hal and Ben, that they had never thought of buying uniforms
for this grand occasion, and that, amongst the number of their
acquaintance, they knew of but three boys whose friends intended to be at
such an _unnecessary_ expense. Hal stood amazed.
“Such are the varieties of opinion upon all the grand affairs of life,”
said Mr. Gresham, looking at his nephews. “What amongst one set of
people you hear asserted to be absolutely necessary, you will hear from
another set of people is quite unnecessary. All that can be done, my
dear boys, in these difficult cases, is to judge for yourselves, which
opinions, and which people, are the most reasonable.”
Hal, who had been more accustomed to think of what was fashionable, than
of what was reasonable, without at all considering the good sense of what
his uncle said to him, replied, with childish petulance, “Indeed, sir, I
don’t know what other people think; but I only know what Lady Diana
Sweepstakes said.” The name of Lady Diana Sweepstakes, Hal thought, must
impress all present with respect; he was highly astonished, when, as he
looked round, he saw a smile of contempt upon everyone’s countenance: and
he was yet further bewildered, when he heard her spoken of as a very
silly, extravagant, ridiculous woman, whose opinion no prudent person
would ask upon any subject, and whose example was to be shunned, instead
of being imitated.
“Ay, my dear Hal,” said his uncle, smiling at his look of amazement,
“these are some of the things that young people must learn from
experience. All the world do not agree in opinion about characters: you
will hear the same person admired in one company, and blamed in another;
so that we must still come round to the same point, ‘_Judge for
yourself_.’”
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