Two Festivals by Eliza Lee Cabot Follen
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collect sea weed, which she burns in order to enrich the hole which
she calls her garden, and to cultivate--what? nothing that one can eat--some good-for-nothing flowers, which grow only in consequence of shelter and great care." "And you count it for nothing to be able to present to Grace a rose like that?" said Jenny, who just then came in bringing a rose of a dull white, surrounded by vigorous leaves of a dark green. "What a pleasure to have been able to keep it till now, even here, and to see it blossom so exactly at the right time. I do not regret the pains I have taken with it, I assure you." "And you are right," replied her mother; "for Grace will know well how to appreciate the pains you must have taken to give her such a pleasure; and I, too, approve of the forethought you have discovered, which will make you one day a good housewife. Let your brothers fish and hunt; let it be your care to plant and ornament our solitude with your little smiling, blooming nook of earth." "But where is Grace?" asked John; "why is she not assisting you as usual, Mother?" "Because I refused to let her do so. She knows well that this day will be her festival, and I have sent her up stairs to her father, whilst we are here together preparing for her." "James and the two little ones are missing," said William. "Only James," replied his mother. "The two little ones are with Grace, who is giving them a lesson in reading. I do not see why |
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