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Miss Theodosia dropped the starchy mass on top of the other newspaper bundles and rather suddenly sat down in a chair. She saw a little child, preached to and penitent, on her knees, with folded hands, saying "Now I lame me down to sleep." It was very still in the room. Miss Theodosia's eyes closed and opened again. It was as if she had said "Now I lame me."
They've got the longest stems you ever saw! Stefana can't get over their stems; she said they most made her cry." For very breath Evangeline stopped. Over the little uneasy head of Elly Precious shone Miss Theodosia's eyes. Miss Theodosia was softly thrilled. The stems appealed, too, to her; she loved them long long. "Roses, you say?" Oh, Evangeline! Birthday roses for Stefana! What color?"
Edwards's, two miles from the Red Lion, or at the Red Lion, which is twelve miles from this city. Your first stage will be to Brunswick, your second Trenton, and your third here. I expressed myself ill if I led you to believe that I wished any evidence or criterion of Theodosia's understanding. I desire only to promote its growth by its application and exercise.
Mat. laughs at your compliments, as you know he does at every thing. I expect Theodosia's messages to be written by herself. I inquire about your health, but you do not answer me. Yours affectionately, Philadelphia, December 13th, 1791. I regret the disappointment of the Trenton visit, but still more the occasion of it. Are you afflicted with any of your old, or with what new complaint?
As to Theodosia's studies he was very strict, making her read Greek and Latin every day, with drawing and music and history, in addition to French.
A bit of dusting, tea-and-toasting, making her own bed, cooking for sheer love of cooking, what did they count in Miss Theodosia's summing up of tasks? Always there had been some one to do her heavy things. She had put her washings out and taken her dinners in; three times a week she was swept and scrubbed and made immaculate. But to-night to-night was different. This was to be no playing at work.
The woman came here the 7th of this month for the money, and Harry went to Mrs. Van Ness the 9th, and she said that Mr. Van Ness did not tell her any thing of it, and she could not give it. Theodosia's preceptor. A coloured boy. A coloured man, the slave of Colonel Burr. Theodosia had now entered her twelfth year.
As to Theodosia's studies he was very strict, making her read Greek and Latin every day, with drawing and music and history, in addition to French.
In 1812, when her husband had been elected Governor of his state, her only child a sturdy boy of eleven died, and Theodosia's health was shattered by her sorrow. In the same year Burr returned from a sojourn in Europe, and his loving daughter embarked from Charleston on a schooner, the Patriot, to meet her father in New York.
"When your book is written the love story. Not till then." "It's getting on beautifully!" he pleaded. "It never will be done. There's going to be no end to the chapters." "Mercy gracious! Where are you now?" "The heroine has just said yes. The hero has just kissed her he is just going to kiss her ag " "Mercy mercy gracious!" Miss Theodosia's fair cheeks flooded pink. She held up a staying hand.
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