United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
Baynell had at first a certain shrinking to witness the lessons of the
deaf-mute, pitying the poor deprived child, so young, so tender, so
pretty, so plaintive in her infirmity, shut out from all the usual
avenues of knowledge. He would take up his book and withdraw his
attention. But after a time there was suddenly forced upon his
observation the superior judgment and acumen and careful altruistic
thought exerted in these small matters by Mrs. Gwynn. Inexpert in the
manual alphabet, she wasted no time nor labor on its acquisition for
herself; but, notwithstanding this, "subscraction" had no terrors for
Lucille. So practised was she in the domain of demonstration that her
slate was swiftly covered with figures, and her sponge had no necessity
to be diverted to the incongruous function of wiping her bright eyes.
All the questions were put in writing and answered by the little
deaf-mute with correct spelling and a most legible and creditable
chirography, over which Captain Baynell found himself exclaiming with
delighted surprise, while the cheeks both of the scholar and teacher
flushed with pride and gratification, as they exchanged congratulatory
smiles. So far from being the sport of her limitations and humiliated by
them, Lucille was pressed forward to excel, and the twins gazed upon her
as a miracle of learning, and often craved the privilege of scanning her
slate, and imitating the childish flourishes of her capital letters. In
naught was she permitted to feel her deficiencies--so craftily tender
was her preceptress. The hour which the twins devoted to playing scales
on the grand piano--being snugly buttoned up in sacques to protect them
from the chill of the great parlors, and often called across the hall to
warm their fingers at the library fire--Lucille sat at her
drawing-board, and although she had only an ordinary degree of talent,
she acquired a deftness and a proficiency that made the result
remarkable for a child of her age; her leisure was encouraged to express
itself in sketching from nature, and she went about much of the time
pleasantly engrossed, holding up a pencil at a stiff angle and at
arm's-length to take accurate measurement of relative distances and
details of perspective.
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