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Half a Century

Chapter 4 GO TO BOARDING-SCHOOL.-AGE, 12.

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girls were permitted to go to subscription schools. To these we were sent part of the time, and in one of them Joseph Caldwell, aft

ur, one o'clock, with my box, ready for this excursion into the world of polite literature. Mary was also there, and a new scholar, but Father Olever did not come for us until four o'clock. He was a small, nervous gentleman, and lamps were already lighted in the smoky city when we started to drive twelve miles through spring mud, on a cloudy, cheerless afternoon. We knew he had no confidence in his power to manage those horses, though we also knew he would do his best to save us fro

that the darkness had not been total, for the line of the horizon had been visible, but now it was swallowed up. We knew we were in a wood, by the rush of the wind

very well stay there, and he once more put his horses in motion, while we held fast and prayed silently to the great Deliverer. After stopping again and feeling for the bank, lest we should go over the precipitous hillside, which he knew was there, he proceeded until, w

wo men with it, we felt safe. The light-bearer held it up so that we saw him quite well, and his peculiar appearance suited his surroundings. He was more an overgrown boy than a man, beardless, with a long

nswer as he waded in and threw off the check lines

r Olever's explanations than to the water in which he seemed

p one by one and carried us to the wet bank as easily as a child carries her

. There was a large stone barn on the other side of the road, and to this our conductor turned, saying to us: "Go on to the house." This we did, and were met at the open door by a middle-aged woman, shading with one hand the candle held in the other. This threw a strong light on her face, which instantly reminded me of an eagle. She wore a double-bordered white cap over her black hair, and looke

of enchanted castles, brigands, ghosts, witches. The alert woman with the eagle face, in spite of her kindness, made me feel myself an object of doubtful charac

me

e mistress of the house stood on the large flag-stone door-step,

e to our hostess without any premonition we should ever again meet, or that I should sit alone, as I do to-night, over half a century later, in that same old wain

in the wagon, our deliverer took up

ive

stream, and along a road where there was the sound of a waterfal

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d hope seemed to go with him. We were abandoned to our fate, babes in the woods again, with only God for our reliance. But after a while we could see t

ssages. To me the scene was fairy-land. I had never before seen anything so grand as the great hall with its polished stairway. We had supper in the housekeeper's room, and I was taken up this stairway, and then up and up a corkscrew cousin unt

n of the day, but I made no remark. I was too solemnly impressed by the grandeur of being at Braddock's Fiel

he very poor use made of the seventh, and from this dreary treadmill of sin and sorrow, no faith ever could or did free me. I never cou

be permitted to study such a lesson! No such progress or promotion seemed open to me; but the thought interfered with my prayers, and followed me into the realm of sleep. So when that class was called next forenoon, I was alert, and what was my surprise, to hear those privileged girls stumbling over the story of Sampson? Could it be possible that was ancient history? How did it

and tuition. This most generous offer quite took my breath away, and was most gladly accepted; but it was easy work, and I wondered my own studies were so light. I was allowed to amuse myself drawing

ted me; but she was quite outside my life. Now I made a nearer acquaintance with her. She changed her residence; so had I. She had brown ri

to read and admire the beauties of nature. When I had seated myself, in proper attitude, on the gnarled root of an old tree, overhanging a lovely ravine, I proceeded to the reading part of the play

quite romant

er old place, and oh, the mortification she left behind her! I looked up, a detected criminal, into the face of her who had brought to me

e Bee-hive, when I disposed of my c

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1 Chapter 1 I FIND LIFE.2 Chapter 2 PROGRESS IN CALVINISM-HUNT GHOSTS-SEE LA FAYETTE.-AGE, 6-9.3 Chapter 3 FATHER'S DEATH.-AGE, 6-12.4 Chapter 4 GO TO BOARDING-SCHOOL.-AGE, 12.5 Chapter 5 LOSE MY BROTHER.-AGE, 12-15.6 Chapter 6 JOIN CHURCH AND MAKE NEW ENDEAVORS TO KEEP SABBATH.-AGE, 15.7 Chapter 7 THE DELIVERER OF THE DARK NIGHT.-AGE, 19-21.8 Chapter 8 FITTING MYSELF INTO MY SPHERE.-AGE, 22, 23.9 Chapter 9 HABITATIONS OF HORRID CRUELTY.-AGE, 23, 24.10 Chapter 10 KENTUCKY CONTEMPT FOR LABOR.-AGE, 23, 24.11 Chapter 11 No.1112 Chapter 12 THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH.-AGE, 24, 25.13 Chapter 13 LABOR-SERVICE OR ACT. -AGE, 25.14 Chapter 14 SWISSVALE.-AGE, 26, 27.15 Chapter 15 WILLOWS BY THE WATER-COURSES.-AGE, 27.16 Chapter 16 THE WATERS GROW DEEP.-AGE, 29.17 Chapter 17 MY NAME APPEARS IN PRINT.-AGE, 29.18 Chapter 18 MEXICAN WAR.-AGE, 30-32.19 Chapter 19 TRAINING SCHOOL.20 Chapter 20 RIGHTS OF MARRIED WOMEN.21 Chapter 21 THE PITTSBURG SATURDAY VISITER.22 Chapter 22 RECEPTION OF THE VISITER.23 Chapter 23 MY CROOKED TELESCOPE.24 Chapter 24 MINT, CUMMIN AND ANNIS.25 Chapter 25 FREE SOIL PARTY.26 Chapter 26 VISIT WASHINGTON.-AGE, 35.27 Chapter 27 DANIEL WEBSTER.28 Chapter 28 FUGITIVE SLAVE LAW.29 Chapter 29 BLOOMERS AND WOMAN'S RIGHTS CONVENTIONS.30 Chapter 30 MANY MATTERS.31 Chapter 31 THE MOTHER CHURCH.32 Chapter 32 POLITICS AND PRINTERS.33 Chapter 33 SUMNER, BURLINGAME AND CASSIUS M. CLAY.34 Chapter 34 FINANCE AND DESERTION.35 Chapter 35 MY HERMITAGE.36 Chapter 36 THE MINNESOTA DICTATOR.37 Chapter 37 ANOTHER VISITER.38 Chapter 38 BORDER RUFFIANISM.39 Chapter 39 SPEAK IN PUBLIC.40 Chapter 40 A FAMOUS VICTORY.41 Chapter 41 STATE AND NATIONAL POLITICS.42 Chapter 42 RELIGIOUS CONTROVERSIES.43 Chapter 43 FRONTIER LIFE.44 Chapter 44 PRINTERS.45 Chapter 45 THE REBELLION.46 Chapter 46 PLATFORMS.47 Chapter 47 OUT INTO THE WORLD AND HOME AGAIN.48 Chapter 48 THE ARISTOCRACY OF THE WEST.49 Chapter 49 THE INDIAN MASSACRE OF '62.50 Chapter 50 A MISSIVE AND A MISSION.51 Chapter 51 NO USE FOR ME AMONG THE WOUNDED.52 Chapter 52 FIND WORK.53 Chapter 53 HOSPITAL GANGRENE.54 Chapter 54 GET PERMISSION TO WORK.55 Chapter 55 FIND A NAME.56 Chapter 56 DROP MY ALIAS.57 Chapter 57 HOSPITAL DRESS.58 Chapter 58 SPECIAL WORK.59 Chapter 59 HEROIC AND ANTI-HEROIC TREATMENT.60 Chapter 60 COST OF ORDER.61 Chapter 61 LEARN TO CONTROL PIEMIA.62 Chapter 62 FIRST CASE OF GROWING A NEW BONE.63 Chapter 63 A HEROIC MOTHER.64 Chapter 64 TWO KINDS OF APPRECIATION.65 Chapter 65 LIFE AND DEATH.66 Chapter 66 MEET MISS DIX AND GO TO FREDERICKSBURG.67 Chapter 67 THE OLD THEATER.68 Chapter 68 AM PLACED IN AUTHORITY.69 Chapter 69 VISITERS.70 Chapter 70 WOUNDED OFFICERS.71 Chapter 71 NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP. 72 Chapter 72 MORE VICTIMS AND A CHANGE OF BASE.73 Chapter 73 PRAYERS ENOUGH AND TO SPARE.74 Chapter 74 GET OUT OF THE OLD THEATER.75 Chapter 75 TAKE BOAT AND SEE A SOCIAL PARTY.76 Chapter 76 TAKE FINAL LEAVE OF FREDERICKSBURG.77 Chapter 77 TRY TO GET UP A SOCIETY AND GET SICK.78 Chapter 78 AN EFFICIENT NURSE.79 Chapter 79 TWO FREDERICKSBURG PATIENTS.80 Chapter 80 AM ENLIGHTENED.