The Boarding School

led; the most difficult sermon she could transcribe almost word for word. This had excited the spirit of envy in Miss Vincent. The week after the dispute upon the medal, whe

t it. After examining every page, she said, and at the same time fixed her eyes upon Miss Vincent, "I pity the young lady who has done this; she has be

ook in your hand? speak in a momen

the book in my hand, I

ur work? for I know you

d not blot any lady'

: "my dear, have you been amusing y

ma'

l find that there has been more artifice than truth in a young l

room, she burst into tears. "Do not be afraid," said Mrs. Adair, in a soothing tone of voi

id-O dear, I wish

e of my best little girls. Tell me how you were led

-I mean, I have-O d

and mamma here, it would make no difference, fo

O, sister, you know-you do know-and you will pinch me so! Do, dear, g

effect with you, Miss Vincent. You are not aware that your conduct will be deeply impressed upon the mind of every young lady

idence, arising from the pleasing reflection that you have fulfilled your duty in all things. Then, in future life, when you unexpectedly meet a school-companion and friend, how pleasant will be the greeting! And when I am old and

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