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Стр. 113 - Is there any thing else I ought to think of, Mrs. Ardley, before I finish the blister 1 ' she asked, as she handed in the cloak. "'Bless me! is not that blister done yet? Why, you began it half an hour ago ! ' Mrs. Ardley saw a cloud gathering on Betsy's brow, and she added, 'I know the sick must be taken care of. Give Lucy plenty of lemonade, or any thing in the house she wants.' Betsy perceived Mrs. Ardley was very bountiful of what cost her neither exertion nor sacrifice. Is it surprising that...
Стр. 172 - To all that was enjoy'd where'er he went ; And all that was endured ; for in himself Happy, and quiet in his cheerfulness, He had no painful pressure from without That made him turn aside from wretchedness With coward fears. He could afford to suffer With those whom he saw suffer. Hence it came That in our best experience...
Стр. 70 - Many days and years shall ye be troubled, ye careless women: for the vintage shall fail, the gathering shall not come. 1 1 Tremble, ye women that are at ease; be troubled, ye careless ones : strip you, and make you bare, and gird sackcloth upon your loins.
Стр. 116 - Whatsoever is brought upon thee take cheerfully, and be patient when thou art changed to a low estate. For gold is tried in the fire, and acceptable men in the furnace of adversity.
Стр. 112 - Look first,' interposed the mother. ' Miss Anne wants to take her doll down Broadway. Have you sent David for Lucy's mother ? ' Betsy explained why she had not. ' How annoying ! ' resumed Mrs. Ardley ; ' how is she to be taken care of here ? ' '"Oh, I can manage well enough if the children won't ring me down to wait on their babies. There's your dolly's muff, Anne ; and now, if you will go up our sky-parlour, and see poor Lucy's blister, you'll be sorry for her.
Стр. 147 - I was not after wanting charity, but my own, that madame had, and I could not get.' " ' Well, pray, Margery, say no more about it — it is all paid now.' " ' Yes, Mrs. Hartell, but paid too late.
Стр. 112 - Servants are accustomed to cold rooms, my dear.' " ' But, mamma,' insisted the little girl, who was sagacious, and not accustomed to blind submission in any form, ' I am sure the servants are part of their time in our warm rooms.' '"You are talking nonsense, Anne.' " ' There is one thing that is not nonsense, mamma ; I know, if I was a servant, I would not live anywhere that I could not have a fire when I was sick.
Стр. 116 - Lucy's wages paid without any deduction for loss of time ; a basket with medicines, and another with provisions, put up for her, and Betsy permitted to attend her home. As the carriage drove off, "That's a very good little girl ! ' said Mrs. Ardley ; "I hope she will recover; but, if she does not, what a comfort it will be to think we have done our duty by her ? ' " ' I hope the poor child has not suffered from the cold room ; you should have thought of that, Anne.
Стр. 144 - The savage ! a thousand pardons, madame ! But how can any one say or do any thing unkind to such an angel as madame ! One thing is sure, Mr. Hartell adores Monsieur Eugene. He will not go to Paris without you. and leave him.
Стр. 110 - That's just the way,' continued Mrs. Ardley, after Lucy had gone in quest of the shoes ; ' servants never provide themselves with walking-shoes, and they go spattering about in the wet, and then bark, bark all winter — it is too annoying to hear them.' Poor Lucy, the immediate cause of this denunciation, having, before earned, predestined every cent of her wages to her mother's necessities, had looked with dismay upon her decaying shoes. If the generosity with which Mrs. Ardley had lavished half...