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their grand purpose is defeated; they are neither esteemed nor trusted.
Lucy. But still, mamma, to-day, for instance, do you really suppose that Mrs., and Miss Gray had any idea of the opinion I formed of them ?
Mother. Indeed, my dear, I dare say Mrs. and Miss Gray did not take the trouble to think about you or your opinions; but supposing they had chanced to observe you, I think most likely they . would have formed an unfavorable idea.
Lucy. Why so, mamma ?
Mother. Let us suppose that any other young · girl of your own age had been present, and that,
while you were making your ill-natured observations on these ladies, your companion had been listening with sympathy and kindness to the account Mrs. Gray was giving of her troubles and complaints, and wishing she could relieve or assist her. Do you not imagine that in this case the tone of her voice, the expression of her countenance, would have been more gentle and kind and agreeable than yours? And do you not think that these ladies, if they had taken the trouble, could have discerned the difference ?
Lucy. I dare say they would have liked her much better.
Mother. Doubtless. But suppose, instead of this
being a single instance -- as I would hope it is suppose you were in the habit of making such impertinent observations, and of forming these uncharitable opinions of everybody that came in your way?
Lucy. Then I should get a sharp, satirical look, and everybody would dislike me.
Mother. Yes, as certainly as if you thought aloud. Lucy. Then what is one to do, mother?
Mother. Nothing can be plainer: there is but one way for us, if we desire the esteem of others: Let our thoughts be always fit to be seen ; let them be such as to impart to our countenance, our manners, our conduct, that which is generous, candid, just, and amiable.
— JANE TAYLOR.
LXXII. THE BLIND SPINNER
I tread my days.
Of that I spin.
I only know that some one came
And laid within
3. Sometimes the threads so rough and fast
And tangled fly,
And fear that I
4. I know not why, but I am sure
That tint and place
Past time and race,
5. I think perhaps this trust has sprung
From one short word
So young, I heard
6. But whether this be seal or sign
It matters not. The bond divine
I never doubt.
7. I listen, listen, day by day,
To hear their tread
And cut the thread,
– HELEN HUNT JACKSON.
LXXIII. FRANKLIN'S BOYHOOD
1. I was born in Boston, Mass., January 17, 1706. My elder brothers were all put apprentices to different trades. I was put to the grammar school at eight years of age. I soon learned to write a good hand; but failed entirely in arithmetic.
2. At ten years old I was taken to help my father in his business, which was that of a tallow chandler and soap boiler. Accordingly, I was employed in cutting wicks for the candles, filling the molds for candles, attending the shop, and going errands. I disliked the trade, and had a strong inclination to go to sea; but my father declared against it.
3. But, residing near the water, I was much in it and on it. I learned to swim well and to manage boats. When embarked with other boys, I was commonly allowed to govern; and on other occasions I was generally the leader among the boys, and sometimes led them into scrapes. One of these I will mention, as it shows an early public spirit, though not then justly conducted.
4. There was a salt marsh which bounded part of the mill pond, on the edge of which, at high water, we used to stand to fish for minnows. By much tramping we had made it a mere quagmire. My proposal was to build a wharf there for us to stand upon, and I showed my comrades a large heap of stones, which were intended for a new house near the marsh, and which would very well suit our purpose.
5. Accordingly in the evening, when the workmen were gone home, I assembled a number of my playfellows, and we worked diligently like so many emmets, sometimes two or three to a stone, till we brought them all to make our little wharf.
6. The next morning the workmen were surprised at missing the stones which formed our wharf. Inquiry was made after the authors of this transfer; we were discovered, complained of, and corrected by our fathers. Though I demonstrated the utility of