often that I am; but I have got a little light now; I shall get on
better from this day forward, or I am much mistaken.'
"'What light is it?' said Fanny.
"'Why, don't you see,' answered Harris, 'that young as Miss Evelyn is,
that old nurse has managed to fill her head with notions about death,
and heaven, and being charitable, and giving away; and that the child's
head runs much, for such a child, on these things?'
"'I cannot wonder at it,' answered Fanny, 'when one thinks how much the
poor orphan has heard and seen of death.'
"'And who has not heard and seen much of death, Fanny?' answered Mrs.
Harris: 'but for all that we must live and make our way in life.'
"Then, as if she thought that she might just as well refrain from
opening herself any more to Fanny, she sent her away on some errand,
and there the discourse ended. But not so the reflections of the young
servant on what she had said; she had let out enough to make her quite
understand a very great change, which took place from that day, in the
behaviour of Harris to Evelyn.
"She never spoke to her again about her beauty and riches; she never
praised her on these accounts; but she constantly spoke of her
goodness in giving away, of her civility and courtesy, of her being so
humble, of the very great merit of these things, and of the certainty
that these things would make her an angel in glory."
"Oh, the cunning, wicked woman!" cried Henry.
"Was not this sort of flattery more dangerous, grandmamma, than the
other?" asked Lucy.
But Emily said nothing; for Emily's besetting sin was vanity, and she
felt that she should have been more hurt by the praises of her beauty
than of her goodness.
"By this new plan Harris gained more on Evelyn," continued grandmamma,
"than she had done by the first, and the child, as time went on, became
more attached to her.
"Two years passed away after this affair of sending the toys to nurse,
without many changes. Nurse was not allowed to see Evelyn again, though
the little lady often sent her a note, and some little remembrance to
nurse's son. Masters came from Reading to carry on Miss Vaughan's
education; and she proved to be docile and industrious. She still kept
up her love of being out of doors; and being of a friendly temper, she
often visited the cottages close about, and took little presents, which
caused the poor people to flatter her upon her goodness, as much as
Harris did. She had no pet animal after she
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