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There was one story called 'Leonora' that went on for years and years, till all the little children in it and the little children who listened to it were almost grown up; and then great-grandmamma always carried about with her a wonderful blue-silk bag full of treasures, which we used to be allowed to turn out whenever any of us had been quite good at our lessons for a whole week."
If one of her children was born at night, it was kept in the house until the morning, and then sent out to nurse until it was two years old. If it was born by day, it was sent away at once." "And didn't great-grandmamma ever go to see it?" "Yes, of course; twice a year." "I think," said Beth, reflecting, "I should like to keep my babies at home.
But Aunt Emma was very good to me, and took a great deal of pains to cure me of going into rages. Besides, it always did naughty children good to live in the same house with great-grandmamma, and so after a while I got better. Take care how you go, children, it's very steep just here, and you might soon tumble over on your noses. Olly, take care! take care! where are you going?"
Servants have them, though, sometimes before they are married, Harriet says, and then they call them bad girls. Grandmamma wasn't as wise as great-grandmamma, I suppose, but perhaps great-grandmamma had a good husband. Grandpapa was an awful old rip, you know." Aunt Victoria stared at her aghast.
Milly knew quite well that it was a picture of great-grandmamma. She had seen others like it before, only not so large as this one, and she looked at it quietly, with her grave blue eyes, while Olly was eagerly wandering round the room, spying into everything, and longing to touch this, that, and the other, if only mother would let go his hand.
What did they know about Westmoreland rain indeed. This was nothing just nothing at all; she could remember some floods in the wintertime, when she was a little girl, and used to stay with Aunt Emma and great-grandmamma; but as for this, why, it was a good summer wetting, and that was all. A romp sent the children to bed in excellent spirits again.
"So France has a partial claim, on you, too?" remarked Mallory, unfolding his napkin. "Yes a great-grandmother. I let her take the burden of all my sins." "Not a very heavy one, I imagine," he returned, smiling. "I don't know. Sometimes" Nan's eyes grew suddenly pensive "sometimes I feel that one day I shall do something which will make the burden too heavy to be shunted on to great-grandmamma!
Death has not left her alone, and this, with a roof above her head, and a warm hearth to sit by, makes her cheerful and contented. Does she remember the marriage of great-grandmamma? Ay, that she does, as well—as if it was only yesterday. You wouldn’t think it to look at her now, and perhaps she ought not to say so of herself, but she was as smart a young girl then as you’d wish to see.
Pendleton in her cheerful voice, rather as if she feared her daughter would overlook her friend in the excitement of homecoming. "Oh, you darling Susan!" exclaimed Virginia, kissing her over the head of a sleeping child in her arms. "This is Jenny poor little thing, she hasn't been able to keep her eyes open. Don't you think she is the living image of our Saint Memin portrait of great-grandmamma?"
I should want to put their little soft faces against mine, and kiss them, you know." "Your great-grandmamma did her duty," said Aunt Victoria with grim approval. "She never let any of us loll as you are doing now, Beth. She made us all sit up, as I always do, and as I am always telling you to do; and the consequence was our backs grew strong and never ached." "And were you happy?"
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