The Path of Duty, and Other StoriesCaswell, Harriet S. (Harriet Sophia)
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The Path of Duty, and Other Stories
Caswell, Harriet S. (Harriet Sophia)
Country life -- Fiction; Family -- Fiction; Friendship -- Fiction; Pastoral fiction; Short stories
She at first demurred a little, as she was aware that our means were
limited; but when my mother told her that she would not know what to do
without her, it seemed to set her mind at rest, and she gladly assented
to our proposal, and it was settled that for the future her home was to
be with us.
I had as yet settled upon no definite plan in regard to teaching. My
mother wished me to apply for the situation of governess in a family, as
she thought that position would command a higher salary, and would prove
less laborious than a situation in a school. About this time we noticed
in a daily paper an advertisement for a governess, wanted in the family
of a Mr. Leighton, residing in the suburbs of the city; the salary
offered was liberal, and I thought, with my mother, that I had best
apply for the situation.
CHAPTER IV.
GOVERNESS IN MR. LEIGHTON'S FAMILY.
It was with a feeling of trepidation, such as I never before
experienced, that I ascended the steps of the splendid residence of Mr.
Leighton. When I found myself at the door, my courage well nigh failed
me, but without giving myself much time for reflection, I rang the door
bell. After some little delay the door was opened by a domestic, of whom
I enquired if I could see Mrs. Leighton. The servant replied that she
did not know, but that she would see if her mistress was disengaged.
"What name?" enquired the servant, "Miss Roscom," I replied. The servant
ushered me into the parlor, and left the room. Being left alone, I
amused myself by taking a survey of the apartment. It was evident that I
had entered the abode of luxury and wealth. The sofas and chairs were
covered with rich velvet, while satin curtains draped the windows. An
elegant and costly piano occupied one corner of the room; the walls were
adorned by costly pictures, and on the marble centre-table were many
books in elegant bindings; and rare and exquisite ornaments were
scattered with lavish profusion. Upon the entrance of a tall, and, as I
thought at the time, rather haughty-looking lady, I rose, bowed and
continued standing, as she said,--
"My servant informs me your name is Miss Roscom."
I replied in the affirmative, and added, "I have the pleasure, I
presume, of addressing Mrs. Leighton?"
The lady acknowledged her claim to that name, and I continued,--"Seeing
your advertisement for a governess, I have made bold to apply for the
situation."
The lady bent upon me a searching look, as she replied,--
"Pray be seated Miss, and we will converse upon the matter."
I gladly obeyed her request that I should be seated, for I felt nervous
and agitated. After a moment's silence she addressed me, saying,--
"You look rather young, for the responsible duties of a governess."
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