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
The housekeeper, who had known Susan from a child, was pleased to have an
opportunity in speaking in her favour. “She is the most industrious
little creature, ma’am, in the world,” said she to her mistress. “Little
I can’t so well call her now, since she’s grown tall and slender to look
at; and glad I am she is grown up likely to look at; for handsome is that
handsome does; she thinks no more of her being handsome than I do myself;
yet she has as proper a respect for herself, ma’am, as you have; and I
always see her neat, and with her mother, ma’am, or fit people, as a girl
should be. As for her mother, she dotes upon her, as well she may; for I
should myself if I had half such a daughter; and then she has two little
brothers; and she’s as good to them, and, my boy Philip says, taught ’em
to read more than the school-mistress, all with tenderness and good
nature; but, I beg your pardon, ma’am, I cannot stop myself when I once
begin to talk of Susan.”
“You have really said enough to excite my curiosity,” said her mistress;
“pray send for her immediately; we can see her before we go out to walk.”
The benevolent housekeeper despatched her boy Philip for Susan, who never
happened to be in such an _untidy_ state as to be unable to obey a
summons without a long preparation. She had, it is true, been very busy;
but orderly people can be busy and neat at the same time. She put on her
usual straw hat, and accompanied Rose’s mother, who was going with a
basket of cleared muslin to the Abbey.
The modest simplicity of Susan’s appearance and the artless propriety of
the answers she gave to all the questions that were asked her, pleased
the ladies at the Abbey, who were good judges of character and manners.
Sir Arthur Somers had two sisters, sensible, benevolent women. They were
not of that race of fine ladies who are miserable the moment they come to
_the country_; nor yet were they of that bustling sort, who quack and
direct all their poor neighbours, for the mere love of managing, or the
want of something to do. They were judiciously generous; and whilst they
wished to diffuse happiness, they were not peremptory in requiring that
people should be happy precisely their own way. With these dispositions,
and with a well informed brother, who, though he never wished to direct,
was always willing to assist in their efforts to do good, there were
reasonable hopes that these ladies would be a blessing to the poor
villagers amongst whom they were now settled.
As soon as Miss Somers had spoken to Susan, she inquired for her brother;
but Sir Arthur was in his study, and a gentleman was with him on
business.
Susan was desirous of returning to her mother, and the ladies therefore
would not detain her. Miss Somers told her, with a smile, when she took
leave, that she would call upon her in the evening at six o’clock.
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