Ester Ried Yet Speaking by Pansy
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"They don't look to me as though it ever occurred to them to be afraid of anything," Gracie said; but Alfred Ried, who had studied deeper into this problem of the different classes of society, was ready with his answer. "Yes they are; they can be awed, and made to feel uncomfortable to the degree that they will resolve not to appear in that region again. One cannot judge from their behavior in Sabbath-school. Some way they recognize a mission school as being in a sense their property, and behave accordingly; but in a man's own house, surrounded by things of which they do not even know the name, he has them at a disadvantage, and can easily rouse within them the feeling that they are 'trapped.' Than which there is nothing those fellows dread so much, I believe." "But they were not afraid of Flossy last week, even surrounded by the elegances of her parlors and dining-room." "Ah!" he said, his eyes alight, "she has a wisdom born of God, I think, for managing these and all other concerns. She is unlike everybody else." Whereupon Gracie Dennis laughed; not a disagreeable laugh, but there came to her just then a sense of the strangeness of thinking that pretty Flossy Shipley, whom she had known all her life, and half-scorned from the heights of her childhood because she was a silly little thing, who could not do her problems in class, should have a wisdom unlike any others. Yet, almost immediately her laugh was stayed, because the change in Flossy was so great that she, too, recognized it as born of God. Sometimes it came with force to this proud young girl that if God could |
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