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M. Edgeworth put on his pontifical robes, and began to celebrate mass. Clery waited on him, and the King listened, kneeling with the greatest devotion. He then received the communion from the hands of M. Edgeworth, and after mass rose with new vigour, and awaited with composure the moment for going to the scaffold.
The circumstances which may seem most trifling to vulgar observers may be most valuable to the philosopher; they may throw light, for example, on the manner in which ideas and language are formed and generalised. Edgeworth and his daughter Maria brought out their joint work, Practical Education, in 1798.
So the two Duties may go pull caps about it. My conscience is clear. August 4. Wrote to Miss Edgeworth on her sister's marriage, which consumed the better part of the morning. I must read for Marengo. Item, I must look at the pruning. Item, at the otter hunt; but my hope is constant to make up a good day's task notwithstanding.
Before this unpleasant occurrence Edgeworth had thought of taking a house in Paris for two years and sending for his other children; but he now, in spite of the entreaties of his French friends, altered his plans and resolved to return home.
Edgeworth supposed, from the warm moisture of the hand, but depended upon the manner in which they were placed. To MISS RUXTON. EDGEWORTHSTOWN, April 1808. We have just had a charming letter from Mrs. Barbauld, in which she asks if we have read Marmion, Mr. Scott's new poem: we have not. I have read Corinne with my father, and I like it better than he does.
"Oh," said Lady Darnley, "when the Queen of Scots was talking to Darnley, it would not have done for me to have been too near them." MRS. EDGEWORTH to MISS SOPHY RUXTON. EDGEWORTHSTOWN, April 3, 1806. Your account of the whole affair is really admirable, and is one of those tales of real life in which the romance is far superior to the generality of fictions.
It may be mentioned as bearing on nothing in particular that, after Philip had taken leave of Miss Edgeworth, she stood at a window, flattened her little nose against one of the panes, and watched him trudging away as long as he was in sight. Then she said to Mrs. Martin: "Ain't it a pity that so respectable a young man should be tramping through the bush like a pedlar with a pack?"
Just now Miss Sadie Reid is fidgeting nervously with a gold and pearl card case held within her primrose kids, that are peeping through the outlets of her brocaded Mother Hubbard dolman. She feels a little ill at ease beside Miss Edgeworth, who is so self-possessed and unapproachable to the stylish Miss Reid.
Would my mother choose to wait for one of these? To MRS. EDGEWORTH. HAMPSTEAD, Jan. 14, 1822. We are come to our last morning at this hospitable house. Most affectionate hospitality has been shown to us by these two excellent sisters.
In his grief for his child, Edgeworth turned to his earliest friend, his sister, the favourite companion of his childhood, and from her he received all the consolation that affectionate sympathy could give; but, as he said, 'for real grief there is no sudden cure; all human resource is in time and occupation.
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