Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1861-02-16
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''I'm sorry" answered The lady to whom the re-
mark was addressed; but The admission Of regret
wSs GOT made wi,H any feeling. ''
s."Why'do you treat her with n distant reserve,
Mrs. Arnoldi I've noticed this a number Of times.
She's an excellent lady. We all like her exceed
inglyP'
The eyes Of Mrs. Arnold fell to the floor, her
face became grave.
81 wonder that you do not fancy Mrs. Lincoln.
She's q lovely characters so intelligent, so refined,
and, With such, a sweet spirit towards every one,
The fault must De in yourself, if there is any nat
ural repulsion." Htit
1t was an intimate friend who spoke, and the
closing sentence was uttered with a smile.
s'Inthat you may be right" said Mrs. Arnold,
half smiling in return.
~ssT6en there is a felt repulsion 7"
s'tYes."
81 call that singular. To me it seems that you
were born for friends. Your tastes and sympa-
thies ran in the same direction: and you are inter
estsd in the same general subjects. l am sure ii
you knew each other as well rs ] know you both,
you would become closely knit together in friend
ship. I must get you into a nearer relation to
Mrs. Lincoln"
81 would prefer remaining at my present dis
tuuee," replied Mrs. Arnold.
"WhyH There must be a reason for this"
81, don't like her." !
MRS. Arnold I'm surprised to hear you speak
90 decidedly. Mrs. Lincoln adnires you; I've
I've heard her say so, often; and wants to know
yea more intimately than she does now.
That she never will, Pm thinking !"
Mrs. Arnold's brows began to gather darkly.
What's the matter2 What do you know about
Mrs. Lincoln, that sets her beyond the limit OF
your friendly ncquaintOnce"
'The truth is," said Mrs. Arnold, 1--WE got an
old grudge against her, There was a time when
i..would not crafty her social pride to call me her
fiend-aud she treated me accordingly. She was
Q woman when l was a child
"Well-go On" ID
Mrs. Arnold had paused, for she was conscious
that her checks we're burniug-that her voice was
losing lite steadiness of tone.
perhaps l had as we'll keep silent" she said
"The subject is not a pleasant one"
''Go on, now. You have excited my curiosity.
/ would like to know exactly how you stand. With
Mrs. Lincoln" .v.s g.rs-fe
"There may be a pride and weakness in tho
esse." returned Mrs. Arnold, "But no matter.
Thus it stands l was a quick, intelligent child,
Duk very 6eDeltlf6s WIS AluOVih 'i7tN - NV
or, and / often met her in the parlOr, when COM
pany was present.. She was a beautiful taIker'
and it was one of my greatest pleasures to sit and
listen. I WAS really fascinated with her; and
thbugtt her the ~loveliess lady l had ever SEEM
Ohef day when she was at our house, l sat listening
to her conversation that vas passing between he'
and someother friend Of my mothers drinking in
apprehend, a great deal more than was imagined
and drinking it in with delight. My mother had
left the room Tor some purpose. While she was
absent, Mrs. ,Lincoln, in speaking of prevalen
human, weafness, quoted a cooplet from Pope:
1.-THE love of Praise, howe'er concealed by art,
Rules more or less, and glows in every Heart
Now i had, read largely in Pope, and held il
memory a great many o., his terse maxims' Eve
rH word ai this. couplet was familiar, and my ca
instantly detected one wrong word in the quota
ton. In my childish ardor and artlessness, l said
looking into Mrs. LincOln's face:
att is. reignS, ma'am."
Her eyes turned, flashing on me, in On instant
ara with an dngry face, she said:
You've forgotten yourself, Miss Pertf Chi
dren should be seen, not heard" -.fE
She nsver saw OF heard me in the parlOr agair
went out with hot cheeks and heart full Of pal
anu Ulll6EuGSes a a oSheAt W 49,"
rebuke-so upiustly given-hurt me to a degre
that few Would imagine. ] never mentioned it
m lnother; nor, indeed, to any living soul befOr
this time; and. it is over twenty years since tn
slight occurrence. My pride was deeply wounded
She had said these cruel words before two or thre
other ladies in whose good opinion l wished
stand we'll; and as a child l could not look theI
insthe face again. From how much pleasure an
Instruction was / shut out from that time. Before
Isbad been anxious to- meet my mothers INTEL
gen, friends; now, i skept myself out of sight
mach ase possible, when We had company, for cit
err Mrs, Lincoln, or some one of the ladies wi
had been present when she rebuked me, was Q
most sure to be Of the number.
1t has SO happened. that since became a WON
Mrs. Lincoln andsI have, until recently, moved
different circles. i grew up, out Of her observ
ton and married. 1t. is more than probable th
she, has entirely forgotten the incident which bur
iHtosmy childish memory-may not now rememb
me as the daughter of her old friend. But ! ha
NOT forgotten, and can never forget, Grown pc
pfa fail to remember, in their treatment, of ch
dsen that boys and girls have memories, and III
beys aud girls, in a few years, become men al
women.
And now, my, friend, you have the secret of II
reppgnanoe 10 MIS-. Lincoln. She pushed n
asay fson her once; but she will never have
second opportunity s.A
f::'The child's resen .nents should not accOmpan
into after fife, the, memory" said the friend,
MraaArnold ceased. " Mrs. Lincoln, spoke fro
aCecdden senselof wounded pride, AMI no doubt
psnied in the next, calm moment, Your matu
rfssoO, your observation. and your acquired Sc
kaowledge.s should set you right in this matte
ft,sus not the best side OF her nature that preset
Sgitssif then. Kutthe worst side perhaps. i ha
ny worst side, and show il sometime, to Ott
people, and /, is just the same With you. But y
thor Of lbs would like this worst side to govern co
raea estimation. Mono, my friend. You 9