The Shepherd of Salisbury Plain, and Other TalesMore, Hannah
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The Shepherd of Salisbury Plain, and Other Tales
More, Hannah
Christian life -- Fiction; Conduct of life -- Fiction; Short stories
Mrs. Worthy and her daughters had prepared a plain but neat and good
dinner. The tarts were so excellent that Bragwell felt a secret kind
of regret that his own daughters were too genteel to do any thing so
very useful. Indeed he had been always unwilling to believe that any
thing which was very proper and very necessary, could be so
extremely vulgar and unbecoming as his daughters were always
declaring it to be. And his late experience of the little comfort he
found at home, inclined him now still more strongly to suspect that
things were not so right there as he had been made to suppose. But
it was in vain to speak; for his daughters constantly stopped his
mouth by a favorite saying of theirs, which equally indicated
affectation and vulgarity, that it was better to be out of the world
than out of the fashion.
Soon after dinner the women went out to their several employments;
and Mr. Worthy being left alone with his guest, the following
discourse took place:
_Bragwell._ You have a couple of sober, pretty looking girls,
Worthy; but I wonder they don't tiff off a little more. Why, my
girls have as much, fat and flour on their heads as would half
maintain my reapers in suet pudding.
_Worthy._ Mr. Bragwell, in the management of my family, I don't
consider what I might afford only, though that is one great point;
but I consider also what is needful and becoming in a man of my
station; for there are so many useful ways of laying out money, that
I feel as if it were a sin to spend one unnecessary shilling. Having
had the blessing of a good education myself I have been able to give
the like advantage to my daughters. One of the best lessons I have
taught them is, to know themselves; and one proof that they have
learned this lesson is, that they are not above any of the duties of
their station. They read and write well, and when my eyes are bad,
they keep my accounts in a very pretty manner. If I had put them to
learn what you call _genteel things_, these might have been of no
use to them, and so both time and money thrown away; or they might
have proved worse than nothing to them by leading them into wrong
notions, and wrong company. Though we do not wish them to do the
laborious parts of the dairy work, yet they always assist their
mother in the management of it. As to their appearance, they are
every day nearly as you see them now, and on Sunday they are very
neatly dressed, but it is always in a decent and modest way. There
are no lappets, fringes, furbelows, and tawdry ornaments; no trains,
turbans, and flounces, fluttering about my cheese and butter. And I
should feel no vanity, but much mortification, if a stranger, seeing
Farmer Worthy's daughters at church, should ask who those fine
ladies were.
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