Part 6 (1/2)
”Why, don't you know that only great writers, and great fighters, and very good men, and very bad ood as well as great, he would not be fixed in our house, unless in the servant's room, with Jemmy and Sandy, and the Storreat honour to be noticed by so to do with honour,” cried Isabella, ”and talking of things I don't know”
”Hush!+ don't speak! Can't you see that I areat books to write My thoughts juether, I can't tell what towork”
”If Caroline was here, she could tell you what to write”
”And do you think that I should ask a dunce? If I could but begin, I know I could go on” Here Miss Bruce considered a little ”I hts: no, I must write them down”
”O, Miss Bruce, Miss Bruce!” cried Isabella, eagerly, ”do look through the ; there is a balloon flying, and a paper boy tied to it!”
”I wish you were flying too: don't you see that I want to write my fable Let me see: ass, 1; Farmer Killwell, 2; somebody's papa, but not irl, 5 O, how shall I put all these words together to in! There it is!” said Miss Bruce joyfully; and she wrote several words upon her slate ”Well, there is nothing like a good beginning! I will finish to-night; so now let us go to the ladies,” and Miss Bruce skipped out of the room, with her slate and Isabella
CHAPTER XII
With so over the the fable:
”One bleak, cold winter e of a wild coe for their breakfast to be found 'This is a comfortless life!' said the ass; 'the winds are chilly, the snoill soon fall, and we have not a shed to cover us! What shall we do? for I fear we shall be lost' The ass turned her head, for she heard the tinkling of bells, and saw a shepherd driving sheep froo to Farmer Killwell, and tell our sorrows unto hih th arrived at the farate The tale was soon told The fareth want Exert yourselves, and you will find friends Begin a school at once; here arecattle to teach: not a ood friend!' said the ass, as she stalked into the farm-yard Here she brayed with a most audible voice: 'Hearken to me, parents and little ones!' she cried; 'I aoose, as wise as a goose can be, stared at the speaker; tossed her head on one side, gave a loud quack, and returned to co in every direction
”'You little ducklings,' continued the ass, 'don't spread your feet so vulgarly Mrs Turkey, I have long sighed for the honour of your patronage: the charain new beauties from our exertions Mrs Barn-fowl, your chickens are too tirace As for these aardwith theeny, we cannot atteroup of gazers, now barked furiously; dispersed the poultry, pushed Mrs Sow and her family into the mud; and, spite of Farmer Killwell, drove the ass and her foals out of the farirl, itness to the hubbub, exclaiarment from the ass, to teach siirls to love new rules'”
”Where is the ree of anger
”I never thought of the moral; of what use would it be to my theme?”
returned Miss Bruce
”And of what use is any theme or fable without athis ridiculous piece”
”To vex Mrs Adair, certainly, because she won't let o to my Aunt's on Thursday”
”And do you really think that it is in your power to vex Mrs Adair with this trifling nonsense? You may be assured of this, Miss Bruce, the only notice she will take of this childish, insignificant fable, will be to make you read it to the ladies”
”I won't be talked to in this way, though you are , she snatched the slate from Miss Damer, and in haste rubbed off the words
”The wisest thing you could do,” said Miss Damer ”Now sit down, and reflect seriously upon your conduct, and then tell me whether you feel quite satisfied with yourself, or whether you are grateful to Mrs Adair for her care of you, and attention to you You are the only little girl who has not a ent, so tender to you, as Mrs Adair?”
At these words Miss Bruce sobbed violently; but her sorroas of short duration: ”You would vex any thing, Miss Dary with ry myself”
”My dear, I shall not listen to you, so I advise you to cease talking: it is irls Coround”
Isabella whispered to Miss Bruce as she passed her; ”do, dear Miss Bruce, be good Why should you vex Miss Damer when she is so kind to you?” Miss Bruce pushed her companion's hand from her shoulder, and turned her face to the wall, and there they found her on their return
When the bell rang for prayers, Miss Bruce sprang across the roo to Miss Arden, and throwing her arive ht'”