Dawn by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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young ones, and how their manners have improved. But I say, Mr.
Fraser, don't tell Pigott; she cannot climb trees, and does not like to see me do it. She does not know I went after them myself." Mr. Fraser laughed. "I won't tell her, Angela, my dear; but you must be careful--you might tumble and kill yourself." "I don't think I shall, Mr. Fraser, unless I am meant to. God looks after me as much when I am up a tree as when I am upon the ground." Once more he had nothing to say; he could not venture to disturb her faith. "I will walk home with you, my dear. Tell me. Angela, would you like to learn?" "Learn!--learn what?" "Books, and the languages that other nations, nations that have passed away, used to talk, and how to calculate numbers and distances." "Yes, I should like to learn very much; but who will teach me? I have learnt all Pigott knows two years ago, and since then I have been trying to learn about the trees and flowers and stars; but I look and watch, and can't understand." "Ah! my dear, contact with Nature is the highest education; but the mind that would appreciate her wonders must have a foundation of |
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