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# While Caroline Was Growing

While Caroline Was Growing is a collection of short stories about a stout, imaginative little girl named Caroline. But that's not the way she sees herself; in her imagination she could be: a sylvan fairy queen; a wannabe tramp; or even a guard stealthily creeping up the stairs to catch a burglar....
WHILE CAROLINE WAS GROWING
BOOKS ABOUT CHILDREN BY
JOSEPHINE DASKAM BACON
THE MADNESS OF PHILIP
MEMOIRS OF A BABY
BIOGRAPHY OF A BOY
THE IMP AND THE ANGEL
SISTER'S VOCATION
TEN TO SEVENTEEN
THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
NEW YORK • BOSTON • CHICAGO NEW YORK • SAN FRANCISCO
MACMILLAN & CO., LIMITED
LONDON • BOMBAY • CALCUTTA MELBOURNE
THE MACMILLAN CO. OF CANADA, Ltd.
TORONTO
WHILE CAROLINE WAS GROWING
BY
JOSEPHINE DASKAM BACON
ILLUSTRATED
NEW YORK THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
1911
All rights reserved
Copyright, 1906, by P. P. Collier & Son
Copyright, 1907, by the S. S. McClure Co.
Copyright, 1909, by the S. S. McClure Co., Benjamin B. Hampton, P. F. Collier & Son, and by the Phelps Publishing Company
Copyright, 1911, by The Macmillan Company
Set up and Electrotyped. Published March, 1911
Norwood Press: Berwick & Smith Co., Norwood, Mass., U.S.A.
To S. B.
long Caroline's admirer,
from J. D. B.
CONTENTS
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
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# Whether the minority of electors should be represented by a majority in the House of Commons?/end matter

Directly, a Fourth Edition.
Corrected to the present time.
The Causes of Social Revolt,
By CAPTAIN MAXSE, R.N.
Published by Messrs. Longmans, Green & Co., Paternoster Row.
Price One Shilling.
# While Asters—

While Asters — On the Hill — Their Everlasting fashions — set — And Covenant Gentians — Frill!
# Whether my bark went down at sea—

* "Whether my bark went down at sea" in Poems (1890)
* "Whether my bark went down at sea" in The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (1924)
# Which? Soldier or Mechanic

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# Which is Best?

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# Whether the minority of electors should be represented by a majority in the House of Commons?/Appendix

APPENDIX.
Mr. Disraeli's Lodger Franchise.
A return recently laid before the House of Commons classifying the Parliamentary electors on the registers of the several boroughs in England and Wales in 1873, shows how few persons were on the registers as lodgers, though it was six years since the lodger franchise had been introduced. Of the 198 boroughs in England and Wales sending members to Parliament, there are 128 for which the return shows either no lodger voters at all or a number less than ten. Of the remaining 70 there are 48—again the majority—in which the number, though not less than ten, is under 50. There are but 22 boroughs in which the number is stated to reach or exceed 50, and they are as follows:—At Gloucester the return shows exactly 50 names on the register in respect of the lodger qualification, being rather more than one in 100 of the entire constituency; at Windsor, 51 of the whole 1,800 electors; at Cardiff, 52 of the 6,000; at Gravesend, 61 of the 2,800; at Hastings, 65 of the 3,000; at Southampton, 68 of the 6,500; at Hull, 73 of the 20,000; at Nottingham, 103 of the 15,000 at Cheltenham, 107 of the 4,400; at Devonport, 111 of the 3,400; at Bath, 127 of the 5,000; at Plymouth 205 of the 5,600; at Bristol, 213 of the 22,000 at Liverpool, 316 of the 55,000. In the Metropolis the numbers are these:—In the City of London, 548 lodger voters in a constituency of 22,000; in Westminster (by far the largest number in any borough), 3,361 of the whole 20,000; in the Tower Hamlets, 152 in the whole 31,000; Hackney, 35 in 39,000; Finsbury, 517 in 37,000; Marylebone, 508 in 32,000; Chelsea, 1,275 in 23,000; Lambeth, 223 in 38,000; Southwark, 160 in 19,000; Greenwich, 47 in 16,000. There are very few lodger voters in the great towns in the North. At Manchester, only 29 in a constituency of 59,000; at Leeds, 13 in 44,000; at Sheffield, 2 in 34,000; at Bradford, 43 in 24,000; Oldham, 6 in 18,000. At Birmingham the return shows 10 in 51,000.
# Which Shall It Be?

WHICH shall it be? Which shall it be?
I look'd at John—John look'd at me
(Dear, patient John, who loves me yet
As well as though my locks were jet);
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seem'd strangely low and weak:
"Tell me again what Robert said?"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
"This is his letter:
 "'I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given.'"
I look'd at John's old garments worn,
I thought of all that John had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.
 "Come, John," said I,
"We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep"; so, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I survey'd our band.
First to the cradle lightly stepp'd,
Where Lilian the baby slept,
A glory 'gainst the pillow white.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: "Not her!"
We stopped beside the trundle-bed
And one long ray of lamp-light shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so pitiful and fair;
I saw on Jamie's rough, red cheek,
A tear undried. Ere John could speak,
"He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.
Pale, patient Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace;
"No, for a thousand crowns, not him,"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son,
Turbulent, reckless, idle one— Could he be spared? "Nay, He who gave,
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart can be
Patient enough for such as he;
And so," said John, "I would not dare
To send him from her bedside prayer."
Then stole we softly up above
And knelt by Mary, child of love.
"Perhaps for her 'twould better be,"
I said to John, Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in willful way,
And shook his head, "Nay, love, not thee,"
The while my heart beat audibly.
Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad— So like his father. "No, John, no—
I can not, will not let him go."
And so we wrote in courteous way,
We could not drive one child away,
And afterward, toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed;
Happy, in truth, that not one face
We missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven!
# Wallenstein/The Piccolomini/A1S09

SCENE IX.
COUNTESS.
WALLENSTEIN.
The morning star of my best joys!
MAX.
WALLENSTEIN.
I but the instrument. This day thou hast bound The father to thee, Max! the fortunate father, And this debt Friedland's self must pay.
MAX.
You made no common hurry to transfer it. I come with shame. Yea, not without a pang! For scarce have I arriv'd here, scarce deliver'd The mother and the daughter to your arms,
But there is brought to me from your equerry A splendid richly-plated hunting dress So to remunerate me for my trouble——— Yes, yes, remunerate me! Since a trouble It must be, a mere office, not a favour Which I leapt forward to receive, and which I came already with full heart to thank you for. No! 'twas not so intended, that my business Should be my highest best good fortune!
COUNTESS. (to Max.)
He makes you recompense. 'Tis not unfitting For you, Count Piccolomini, to feel So tenderly—my brother it beseems To shew himself forever great and princely.
THEKLA.
For his munificent hands did ornament me Ere yet the father's heart had spoken to me.
MAX.
And making happy.
Its all of thanks to him: O! how I seem To utter all things in the dear name Friedland. While I shall live, so long will I remain The captive of this name: in it shall bloom
My every fortune, every lovely hope. Inextricably as in some magic ring In this name hath my destiny charm-bound me!
COUNTESS.
(Who during this time has been anxiously watching the Duke, and remarks that he is lost in thought over the letters.)
WALLENSTEIN.
(Turns himself round quick, collects himself, and speaks with chearfulness to the Duchess.)
Thou art the hostess of this court. You, Max. Will now again administer your old office, While we perform the sovereign's business here.
(Max. Piccolomini offers the Duchess his arm, the Countess accompanies the Princess.)
TERTSKY. (calling after him.)
# Wallenstein/The Piccolomini/A2S05

SCENE V.
Thekla and Max. Piccolomini.
THEKLA
(As soon as the Countess is out of sight, in a quick slow voice to Piccolomini)
MAX.
THEKLA.
They had a purpose.
MAX.
And how can we be instrumental to it?
THEKLA.
There's some design in this! To make us happy, To realize our union—trust me, love! They but pretend to wish it.
MAX.
Why use we them at all? Why not your mother? Excellent creature! She deserves from us A full and filial confidence.
THEKLA.
Doth rate you high before all others—but— But such a secret—she would never have The courage to conceal it from my father.
For her own peace of mind we must preserve it A secret from her too.
MAX.
I love not secrets. Mark, what I will do. I'll throw me at your father's feet—let him Decide upon my fortune!—He is true, He wears no mask—he hates all crooked ways— He is so good, so noble!
THEKLA. (falls on his neck.)
MAX.
Have liv'd ten years already in his presence, And who knows whether in this very moment He is not merely waiting for us both To own our loves, in order to unite us. You are silent?—————— You look at me with such a hopelessness! What have you to object against your father?
THEKLA.
He has no leisure time to think about The happiness of us two. (Taking his hand tenderly.) Follow me! Let us not place too great a faith in men. These Tertskies—we will still be grateful to them For every kindness, but not trust them further Than they deserve;—and in all else rely—— On our own hearts!
MAX.
THEKLA.
Am I not thine? There lives within my soul A lofty courage—'tis love gives it me! I ought to be less open—ought to hide My heart more from thee—so decorum dictates. But where in this place could'st thou seek for truth, If in my mouth thou didst not find it?
# Wallenstein/The Piccolomini/A2S02

SCENE II.
(The Countess steps out from a closet.)
Count and Countess Tertsky.
TERTSKY.
No longer.
COUNTESS.
You only send him.
TERTSKY.
I must confess it, Countess, whether or no We are earning the Duke's thanks hereby. You know, No ray has broke out from him on this point. You have o'er rul'd me, and yourself know best, How far you dare proceed.
COUNTESS.
(talking to herself, while she is advancing.) Here's no need of full powers and commissions— My cloudy Duke! we understand each other— And without words. What, could I not unriddle, Wherefore the daughter should be sent for hither, Why first he, and no other, should be chosen To fetch her hither! This sham of betrothing her To a bridegroom, when no one knows—No! no!——— This may blind others! I see thro' thee, Brother! But it beseems thee not, to draw a card At such a game. Not yet!—It all remains Mutely deliver'd up to my finessing——— Well—thou shalt not have been deceiv'd, Duke Friedland! In her who is thy sister.———
SERVANT (enters.)
TERTSKY (to the Countess.)
Possess him with a reverie, and send him, Absent, and dreaming, to the banquet; that He may not boggle at the signature.
COUNTESS.
TERTSKY.
COUNTESS (interrupting him.)
ILLO (comes back.)
The house is full, and all expecting you.
TERTSKY.
(To the Countess.) And let him not Stay here too long. It might awake suspicion In the old man———
COUNTESS.
[Exeunt Tertsky and Illo.
# Wallenstein/The Piccolomini/A2S01

ACT II.
Scene a small Chamber.
SCENE I. Illo and Tertsky.
TERTSKY.
To manage with the generals at the banquet?
ILLO.
Wherein we to the Duke consign ourselves Collectively, to be and to remain His both with life and limb, and not to spare The last drop of our blood for him, provided So doing we infringe no oath or duty, We may be under to the Emp'ror.—Mark! This reservation we expressly make In a particular clause, and save the conscience. Now hear! This formula so fram'd and worded Will be presented to them for perusal Before the banquet. No one will find in it Cause of offence or scruple. Hear now further! After the feast, when now the vap'ring wine
Opens the heart, and shuts the eyes, we let A counterfeited paper, in the which This one particular clause has been left out, Go round for signatures.
TERTSKY.
That they'll believe themselves bound by an oath, Which we have trick'd them into by a juggle?
ILLO.
Beat their wings bare against the wires, and rave Loud as they may against our treachery, At court their signatures will be believ'd Far more than their most holy affirmations. Traitors they are, and must be; therefore wisely Will make a virtue of necessity.
TERTSKY.
Be done, let only some decisive blow Set us in motion.
ILLO.
How, or how far, we may thereby propel The generals. 'Tis enough that we persuade The Duke, that they are his—Let him but act In his determin'd mood, as if he had them, And he will have them. Where he plunges in, He makes a whirlpool, and all stream down to it.
TERTSKY.
That many a time when I have thought myself Close at his side, he's gone at once, and left me Ignorant of the ground where I was standing. He lends the enemy his ear, permits me To write to them, to Arnheim; to Sesina Himself comes forward blank and undisguis'd; Talks with us by the hour about his plans, And when I think I have him—off at once——— He has slipp'd from me, and appears as if He had no scheme, but to retain his place.
ILLO.
His soul is occupied with nothing else, Even in his sleep—They are his thoughts, his dreams——— That day by day he questions for this purpose The motions of the planets———
TERTSKY.
This night, that is now coming, he with Seni Shuts himself up in the astrological tower To make joint observations—for I hear, It is to be a night of weight and crisis, And something great, and of long expectation, Is to make its procession in the heaven.
ILLO.
In this next day or two must thrive and grow
More than it has for years. And let but only Things first turn up auspicious here below——— Mark what I say—the right stars too will shew themselves. Come, to the generals. All is in the glow, And must be beaten while 'tis malleable.
TERTSKY.
And wait here for the Countess Tertsky. Know, That we too are not idle. Break one string, A second is in readiness.
ILLO.
I saw your Lady smile with such sly meaning. What's in the wind?
TERTSKY.
[Exit Illo.
# Wallenstein/The Piccolomini/A2S06

SCENE VI.
To them enters the Countess Tertsky.
COUNTESS (in a pressing manner.)
My husband sends me for you—It is now The latest moment.
(They not appearing to attend to what she says, she steps between them.)
THEKLA.
It has been scarce a moment.
COUNTESS.
Flies swiftly with your Highness, Princess niece!
MAX.
COUNTESS.
The folks begin to miss you. Twice already His father has ask'd for him.
THEKLA.
COUNTESS.
THEKLA.
To go at all to that society? 'Tis not his proper company. They may Be worthy men, but he's too young for them. In brief, he suits not such society.
COUNTESS.
THEKLA. (with energy.)
Leave him here wholly! Tell the company———
COUNTESS.
Count, you remember the conditions. Come!
MAX. (to Thekla.)
(Thekla turns away from him with a quick motion.)
THEKLA. (without looking at him.)
MAX.
(He draws up to her, their eyes meet, she stands silent a moment, then throws herself into his arms; he presses her fast to his heart.)
COUNTESS.
Max. tears himself away out of her arms and goes. The Countess accompanies him. Thekla follows him with her eyes at first, walks restlessly across the room, then stops, and remains standing, lost in thought. A guitar lies on the table, she seizes it as by a sudden emotion, and after she has played a while an irregular and melancholy symphony, she falls gradually into the music and sings.)
THEKLA. (plays and sings.)
The damsel paces along the shore; The billows they tumble with might, with might; And she flings out her voice to the darksome night, Her bosom is swelling with sorrow; The world it is empty, the heart will die, There's nothing to wish for beneath the sky: Thou Holy One, call thy child away! I've lived and loved, and that was to-day—— Make ready my grave-clothes to-morrow.
# Woman of the Century/Mary Louise Nash

​NASH, Mrs. Mary Louise, educator, barn in Panama, N. Y., 16th July, 1826. She is of old MARY LOUISE NASH. Puritan stock, embracing many historical characters notable in early New England history. With a love of books and literary pursuits, she gave early indication of talent for literary work. She was married, when quite young, to a southern gentleman, a professor engaged in teaching, and her talents were turned into that channel. For a number of years she filled the position of lady principal in various southern colleges. After the Civil War she, with her husband, established in Sherman, Tex., the Sherman Institute, a chartered school for girls, where she still presides as principal. Amid all the duties of her profession she has kept up her love of literary pursuits. She is the author of serials, descriptive sketches and humorous pieces, which have appeared in various newspapers and periodicals. For some time she has published a school monthly. She has won a reputation as a scientist, especially in the departments of botany and geology. She conducts a flourishing literary society, an Agassiz chapter, and supervises a Young Woman's Christian Association. She is a graduate of the Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle, class of 1890 She is studying Spanish and reading Spanish history and literature at the age of sixty-live. She has one son, A. Q. Nash, who has won reputation as a chemist and civil engineer.
# Woman of the Century/Mary L. Doe

​DOE, Mrs. Mary L., woman suffragist, temperance reformer and business woman, born in Conneaut, Ohio, 27th July, 1836 She is of Puritan ancestry of Scotch-Irish blood, who came over the MARY L. DOE. seas in the third ship after the Mayflower. Her maiden name was Thompson. Her immediate ancestors, the Thompsons and Harpers, emigrated from Vermont and settled in that portion of Ohio known as the Western Reserve. The men of her family have been brave and patriotic, taking part in all the country's wars The women, left at home, in addition to their family cares often took up the business that their war-going husbands laid down. It is not strange, therefore, that Mrs. Doe should be a self-reliant business woman, strong in her disbelief of the "clinging-vine" theory. Mrs Doe's early instruction was received from a private tutor and in select schools. At nine years of age she was sent to the Conneaut Academy, then just completed. At fifteen she began to teach a country school for one dollar a week and "boarded around." Later she attended the State Normal School in Edinboro, Pa. When she was eight years old, she attended a temperance meeting addressed by one of the original Washingtonians, and she then and there signed the pledge. In 1853 she joined the Good Templars, which was then a new organization and one of the first to embody the principles of equal rights for women and the prohibition of the liquor traffic by the State. In 1878 she became a member of the Michigan Grand Lodge of Good Templars, and she has attended every session since. She has held the office of grand vice-templar for two years and of grand assistant secretary for nine years. She has further shown her interest in temperance by joining the Woman's Christian Temperance Union and the various other temperance organizations in the towns where she has lived. In 1877 Mrs. Doe went to Saginaw, Mich., led there by her husband's business interests. There she at once made friends with the advocates of equal suffrage, a movement that has always been dear to her heart. In 1884, in a meeting called in Flint by equal suffragists of national prominence to organize a State suffrage association, Mrs. Doe was chosen president of the association That office she held for six years. She has been active in securing many of the privileges granted to women by the legislature of Michigan, and has spent much of her time with other equal suffragists in the State capital. She is at present chairman of the legislative committee, and also a member of the advisory committee of the Michigan Equal Suffrage Association. Mrs. Doe changed her residence from Saginaw to Bay City in 1886, and opened a store for fancy goods. That business she still continues. In bay City she is a member of the board of education, doing important committee work in connection with that body. Most of her church work has been done in the Methodist Church. Her father was a preacher of that denomination.