iness for our young Mademoiselle. For several months she had more
leisure than she had ever known in her short life. Their headquarters
were in Boston and the tours were short and easy.

There seemed to be no immediate prospect of returning to France and
something must be done about Mademoiselle's English education. The
family made their home at the United States Hotel and during the
intervals between the short concert trips a private tutor came to their
rooms to instruct her young ladyship in the language of the country.
Nothing had been done even in French and she found herself woefully
ignorant for a ten year old girl. It made very little difference for she
took up the matter with enthusiasm and learned to read in an incredibly
short time. Within three months she could express herself with tolerable
ease in English and learned to read almost anything that was put before
her either in French or English. How it happened she could hardly
explain. It must have been the intuitive grasping of a mind prematurely
active and retentive. She could read music as easily as a Boston girl of
her age could read the daily papers, and it did not seem to her in any
sense difficult to understand the much more simple alphabet of spoken
language. She had only one objection to her tutor. He helped her over
the hard words and all that and was not cross but as she confided to her
aunt, "he was very disagreeable--she didn't like him for he chewed--and
it wasn't pleasant."

At the same time such a demure puss, with such proper notions about
manners was not above joining some of the other girls in grand romps in
the corridors of the hotel, nor afraid to join them in the glorious
mischief of changing all the boots put out at the doors of the rooms and
then listen at the top of the stairs at the fine uproar caused by their
pranks.

It was during this residence in Boston that Camilla was confirmed at
Church and she passed the allotted weeks of preparation at the Convent
of Notre Dame at Roxbury. Her father thought it a sad loss of time on
account of her violin practice, but for Camilla it was a period of
unalloyed happiness. She was the pet of the school, and her simple,
childlike nature bloomed out freely in the quiet atmosphere of the
place. Here for the first time she learned to use her needle. Pen,
needles, pen-knife and scissors had been carefully kept out of her hands
for fear of possible injury to her fingers and yet she learned to sew
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