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Cousin Bridget.
"Make the tea , Minna , please ; that young woman can take a cup , and then go home , and I hope your mother will forgive you : it is vastly absurd to cry , that is not the way to mend your fault , " and thus during the whole of the meal , did she reproach her , even to the moment of the girl ' s departure .
Minna began to grow uneasy , for she felt she was undoing the good she had been doing , for this report in the village would counteract the one she had given of Cousin Bridget ' s kindness ; with some suspicion of the fact , Minna had brought a talisman from Bridget ' s room , and she was now determined to try its effect , and ere she left the house
to accompany Peggy home she drew from her pocket a morocco case , and , standing so as to shield her from Peggy , handed it to Bridget . She gave a slight start—her under lip quivered , her hand trembled as she held it , and then , rising from her seat , she walked up to Peggy , and said in a low voice and perfectly
gentle manner , so different from the way she had before spoken that it was difficult to believe it the same person , " Go home and be a good , and a happy girl — kiss your mother very fondly , and thank God you are with her to night . Good bye , God bless and keep you — be a good girl ; " —and turning away , Bridget covered her face with her hands , and large tears fell between those wrinkled fingers .
Minna went to her and gently kissed her forehead , and then , taking Peggy's hand , led her from the cottage . It was a lovely evening—so mild and calm—the bri ght evening star twinkled in the clear heavens , and not a breath disturbed the leaves , or shook the dew from the thirsty flowers—occasionally the merry voices of children
were heard upon the air , coming home from some long ramble they had been enjoying when the heat of the day was past . From their warm , close , little rooms , the cottage folks had come out into their little gardens , and here and there in some a man was leaning against his cottage door , with his hands in his pocketssmokingwhile his wife was
, , gossiping over the paling ; in others the husband was watering his flowers , and his wife tying them to the sticks , while a youthful pair were whispering together beneath the porch ; and in all some one was out enjoying the delicious evening .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Cousin Bridget.
"Make the tea , Minna , please ; that young woman can take a cup , and then go home , and I hope your mother will forgive you : it is vastly absurd to cry , that is not the way to mend your fault , " and thus during the whole of the meal , did she reproach her , even to the moment of the girl ' s departure .
Minna began to grow uneasy , for she felt she was undoing the good she had been doing , for this report in the village would counteract the one she had given of Cousin Bridget ' s kindness ; with some suspicion of the fact , Minna had brought a talisman from Bridget ' s room , and she was now determined to try its effect , and ere she left the house
to accompany Peggy home she drew from her pocket a morocco case , and , standing so as to shield her from Peggy , handed it to Bridget . She gave a slight start—her under lip quivered , her hand trembled as she held it , and then , rising from her seat , she walked up to Peggy , and said in a low voice and perfectly
gentle manner , so different from the way she had before spoken that it was difficult to believe it the same person , " Go home and be a good , and a happy girl — kiss your mother very fondly , and thank God you are with her to night . Good bye , God bless and keep you — be a good girl ; " —and turning away , Bridget covered her face with her hands , and large tears fell between those wrinkled fingers .
Minna went to her and gently kissed her forehead , and then , taking Peggy's hand , led her from the cottage . It was a lovely evening—so mild and calm—the bri ght evening star twinkled in the clear heavens , and not a breath disturbed the leaves , or shook the dew from the thirsty flowers—occasionally the merry voices of children
were heard upon the air , coming home from some long ramble they had been enjoying when the heat of the day was past . From their warm , close , little rooms , the cottage folks had come out into their little gardens , and here and there in some a man was leaning against his cottage door , with his hands in his pocketssmokingwhile his wife was
, , gossiping over the paling ; in others the husband was watering his flowers , and his wife tying them to the sticks , while a youthful pair were whispering together beneath the porch ; and in all some one was out enjoying the delicious evening .