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The Moorland Cottage

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 3469    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

came for Edward's depa

ad soothed his sorr

d he to her on the last

ere, and I dare say I sh

Did Nancy put any

accompany her mother to

t was not to be. She we

ther would allow her; an

or a long, long way. She

y trampling through the

ton

rowne would like to see t

aid he, noticin

wn the hill to the coach

e, soon. I did so want

oking wistfully

r, left alone to gaze a

vidently regretted. Afte

a

her day. Would you like

n my saddle. Look! I'll

ittle girl! I'll lead

without a side-saddle!

Wednesday till I go to s

d a side-saddle for Rhoda

dr, the little Shetland

you?" asked Maggie, hal

sure he will. I have h

r puzzled by thi

go to schoo

of August; I don

inia go t

soon though, if mamma do

of voice, as he s

jump down. Famous! you'

brown

h a wondering look,

," said she, by way of

amma the

sir, and rest? I ca

"I must be off. Don't fo

nother ride next Wedne

Nancy's diplomacy to proc

Mrs. Browne should have

hin sight of the knoll i

out the matter to mount

reat friends in these

him, she had seemed so c

h people, as he found o

particular looks and in

read them, and dislike

sugary manner toward h

ated to his mother, and

and ceremonious message

at the former would be m

ie to ride down occasio

pers on the Wednesdays

e afternoon with Erminia

yet a little annoyed tha

id good-bye, and fairly d

gg

f up if you go among thes

to your father and myse

ursdays to make up for

f sudden color, and a h

. She could hardly feel

o brimful was she of th

trangely associated in

ll calm marble effigies

n the altar-tombs in Co

n of anticipation. She w

r natural rejoicing; and

pt awake till Nancy came

very detail, real or im

Mrs. Buxton, and the o

the custom of picturing

licity o

uppose, you know, that

a trance like death; she

; I would not leave her,

her, and w

lways fresh and red,

me before how they keep r

I would try neve

e to have air-holes left

ep close to her at the g

ve, she change

ar of a doctor who could

ys; but I don't think pe

lived near us when I wa

by a c

a waste

. Food does not nourish n

and grow thinner and t

ack at noonday; but he c

ar

e could f

, and she's dead

ination going over moor

s hills, where she imagi

to haunt, she

houghts which were engen

solitary life. It was mor

school. The house missed

There seemed much less

called for ministration a

own gray rock; but as it

interrupt and call her

ck of the house; a litt

ock than what we, in the

de and open moor, and n

; the only tree for appa

s, or stood and shaded t

wn with their cleft roun

er part of the stem, like

to come and sit and dre

to cry, when her little

ding, or when bidden to

sed to look over the swel

by the soft low-blowin

little home griefs to w

e particular part in the

emed to be wafted with

eyond those old gray hol

of Heaven on which the

rough the quivering air,

ry and see God's throne

She thought she should s

e but full of faith. She

rted, and me

he child becoming dreamy,

in action, or enduranc

prepares for further s

ted this danger just in

also partly to give Ermi

er to come down

sits, she received no re

ost of the strength of h

ours. It is true her mo

ing, and arithmetic; but

ul duties to be gone thr

"There! child; now that'

eartily echoed in Maggi

was co

a set labor of teaching

r superintendence, but s

a latent idea of its i

ions. She was simply her

as called for) to short

f temptations, either of

ich occasionally assaile

rt's core, her life, in

ies. Maggie, who was g

ains in finding words t

had given rise, secure

ding and

," said she to Mrs. Buxt

ow the clouds used to

or sorry. I have seen th

like a heap of little sn

I grew happier, to a so

ys to have had some sorro

on as I grow glad. Dear

w y

ul, warm-hearted Erminia

d been passed amid the d

the attainment of some

being reminded of the

re. Her life was a shat

, but wanting the cohe

trove to bring her to

elation which qualities

triving she retained ho

ter into Erminia's eag

a day; but by-and-by,

uld place all these ob

were worthy of desire. I

ordered fragments, seemed

fore her

the two little girls int

verse as the lily and t

nestness to Erminia; w

o as to make it a great

buting to the vividness

nts and martyrs, and all

nly to be "ministers of

he eyes of hearer and sp

ch was almost choked at t

t part

Maggie was in danger o

from the habit of anti

, she spoke of other her

e women of old were only

they yet must have bui

less stories; how, by sm

have obtained their be

then she would turn and

on earth--some poor mai

ess--who have gone on th

hearts, to which they g

sion of resolute days. S

e Her

may

ose, a glorious

disappointed because Mrs

n the piano," which was

ion. Maggie, in all her t

t heroine, was unconsciou

bearing meekly what sh

e questioned about Mrs.

subjects for contempt, a

lady's

the holidays, he had

tales; and proudly marke

ing. His copy-books and

s account-books contain

gu

on, when they were show

d make a flying eagle w

this. And yet I thought

ms! why man! I must make

get an accountant every

ow have the knack of ge

hich every one says are

ive orders amounting to

fit I made last year,

, sir; something very

farthings," said he, bur

er man would have kept

must manage things diff

to Oxford, and he shall

k shall take his place a

gingerbread? There you

nd have never taught Coo

w are the classics goi

me see, how

cano, Trojae qui

nk, considering I've neve

To be sure, I spent six

I'll puzzle you. Ca

k noneis; inmud eel

Edward, with a little c

o thi

is almi

es i nev

findit

i ne ver

ade much progress, and

little attended to. He

and Maggie. It was a dr

f from each other as much

f submitting to his will,

but that, being daily en

would not allow her to b

o his imperiousness, he

arious artifices and su

er by thei

being intimate with Erm

e as selfish and self-wi

as ready

ything, Ned,

tell you th

she, sadly, almost w

t's enough for you. You

are not half so nice as

nces you by a long argume

ou. That is what a

some people, without kno

do silly things," said

now to whom," said

ed she, seriously; for,

his noble, tender, melan

mpressio

or a moment, and then

od effect of restoring

ellent joke against his

led her Sancho Panza all

inst it, saying she coul

ing called

to have a mutual antipat

as rather increased tha

g them together. "Come,

ed. His father was a dear

ou friends. You'll have

in the

s not quite honorable, si

Boys brought up at tho

of tr

'rt wrong. I was brought

r dirtied my hands with

ave flogged the life out

r unde

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