Young Grandison, volume 1 (of 2): A series of letters from young persons to their friendsCambon, Madame de (Maria Geertruida van de Werken)
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Young Grandison, volume 1 (of 2): A series of letters from young persons to their friends
Cambon, Madame de (Maria Geertruida van de Werken)
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature; Epistolary fiction
What do you think of all this? I, for my part, was ashamed of Edward,
and love Charles more than ever. When I am rich, should I ever be so, I
will give to the poor; it is such a pleasure to make glad a person in
distress.
LETTER VIII.
_Mrs._ D—— _to_ WILLIAM.
Your last letter gave me inexpressible pleasure, my son. I am pleased
with you for loving Charles, for loving his virtues; but you must do
more, let your affection have an influence on your conduct, and
endeavour to copy the good qualities you approve.
The pleasure that was painted on the gardener’s countenance found its
way quickly to the heart of Charles, and made it glad; and this pleasure
will be continually renewed, when he meets the smiling infants with the
shoes on he gave them. The momentary amusement that the fire-works would
have afforded, is not to be compared to this heart-felt satisfaction.
The only way to deserve affluence, and indeed the only true pleasure it
procures, is the enlarged power of doing good.
Lady Grandison has sent me another of your drawings. I am glad to see
you so much improved: go forward in this manner, dear William; should
you be deprived of your small fortune, painting would be a respectable
way of earning an independance. At any rate it will be an innocent
source of amusement which will keep you out of idleness and bad company.
Yes, idleness leads to every vice; the exercise of the fine arts is a
good preservative of youth. Take your pleasure, my son, fulfil your
duty, and write often to your affectionate mother.
LETTER IX.
WILLIAM _to his_ MOTHER.
Ah, Mama! a great misfortune has happened here. Edward has fallen into
the water, he is very ill. Lady Grandison is indisposed, and we are much
afflicted. If he had not got help quickly, he would certainly have been
drowned.
It was yesterday afternoon; he had not wrote his theme, and his uncle
ordered him to stay in his room to make it. He is always disobedient; he
was never taught to obey when he was not in the presence of those who
had a right to command him. He went down notwithstanding what his uncle
had said, and came to us; but I must tell you all.
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