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THE POBTBAIT. 105
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_.. I Need Not Linger Over The Early Daw...
and when a childbut tlie ineinory of tliat visit and of Mr . and Mrs . Bethune was of a , gloomy and chilling- character . When I spoke of
refusal , every annt and uncle in the town and out of it gave it as their unanimous opinion that nothing under the sun could
possibly "be of such advantage to " a girl in my position" as to see the world under the care of Mrs . Bethune , and all my objections were
over-ruled . I was reminded that " to form an opinion based on the whim of a child would be utter folly ; " that the old gouty
gentleman of whom I had stood in such awe was now dead , and that Mrs . Bethune , a widow , rich , and entirely her own mistress , . was sure to
be a different person from the Mrs . Bethune I had seen . I saw that withor against my willI must go ; thereforethe only thing
, , , left for me to do was to get ready and depart . There was one consolationand a great one . I was not going to old
, gloomy Bethune Park , with its turrets , towers , and grey stone "walls , but to London , the centre of all things great and wonderful in my
imagination . Mrs . Bethune had stated in her letter that watching and anxiety about her dear departed Francis , had injured her
health ; that she had been recommended change of scene , and after remaining for a few months in London she might perhaps go to
Paris . With such prospects before me I began to conjure up a fresh ideal of Mrs . Bethune , and discarded as worthless my childish
antipathy . The railway had not , at the period of which I write , reached our part of the country ; so one fine spring morning I _wag
put into the mail , given in charge to the guard , and finally was taken out of it and handed into the carriage of Mrs . Bethune , who
had sent her maid to take care of me and of my packages . We were driven to the Regent ' s Park , -where a house had been taken
for the widow , and of which she had been in possession some months previous to my arrival . Was the beautiful woman who now
welcomed me with the sweetest of smiles and softest of voices the same as the one I had seen eight years before at Bethune Park ? I could
scarcely believe it , and yet there were not two persons of the name . Yesit _« vas Mrs . Bethunenot as I had imagined her from my
childish , outlinebut , fairerand full of kindness . I felt ashamed of myself , and younger thoug , ht what , a stupid child I must have
been . And there , , too , stood dear old Sarah Dermid shaking my hand and declaring she would not have known the tall young lady
as the little girl she used to lead about the garden . Sarah was one of those faithful followers formerly so common in good families , but
now somewhat rare . Wherever Mrs . Bethune resided , there Sarah was _siire to be found , and for any member of the house of Mansfield
she would have worked , watched , or prayed all day and all night if necessary The change . from the simple life I had been leading in our quiet
town , to the bustle of London , combined with the luxurious habits an'd fashionable style of Mrs . Bethune's establishmentwas at first
, rather embarrassing . A few months however brought me to more
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The Pobtbait. 105
THE POBTBAIT . 105
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), April 1, 1861, page 105, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01041861/page/33/
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