Daisy by Elizabeth Wetherell
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get up for several days. I must have been feverish; for my
fancies wandered incessantly in unknown places with papa, in regions of the old world; and sometimes, I think, took both him and myself to rest and home where wanderings are over. After a few days this passed away. I was able to come downstairs; and both Preston and his mother did their best to take good care of me. Especially Preston. He brought me books, and fruit and birds to tempt me to eat; and was my kind and constant companion when his mother was out, and indeed when she was in, too. So I got better, by the help of oranges and rice-birds. I could have got better faster, but for my dread of a governess which was hanging over me. I heard nothing about her, and could not bear to ask. One day Preston brought the matter up and asked if Daisy was going to have a schoolmistress? "Certainly," my aunt Gary said. "She must be educated, you know." "_I_ don't know," said Preston; "but if they say so, I suppose she must. Who is it to be, mamma?" "You do not know anything about it," said aunt Gary. "If my son was going to marry the greatest heiress in the State and she is very nearly that; goodness! I did not see you were there, Daisy, my dear; but it makes no difference; I should think it proper that she should be educated." "I can't see what her being an heiress should have to do with it," said Preston, "except rather to make it unnecessary as |
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