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 Title Page
 Chapter I
 Chapter II
 Chapter III
 Chapter IV
 Chapter V
 Chapter VI
 Chapter VII
 Chapter VIII
 Chapter IX
 Chapter X
 Chapter XI
 Chapter XII
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 Chapter XIV
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Group Title: The Barbadoes girl : : a tale for young people
Title: The Barbadoes girl
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Title: The Barbadoes girl a tale for young people
Physical Description: 176 p., <1> leaf of plates : ill. ; 16 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Orr, John William, 1815-1887 ( Engraver )
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Place of Publication: Boston
Publication Date: 1863
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Pride and vanity -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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    Front Cover
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THEBARBADOES GIRL.al Ws for Roung vtorIt.BY MRS. HOFLAND.AUTHOR OFTHE CLERGYMAN'S WIDOW; THE SISTERS; BLIND FARMER;AFFECTIONATE BROTHERS; ELLEN THE TEACHER;GOOD GRANDMOTHER; MERCHANT'S WIDOW;ETC., ETC., ETC.The indulgence of passion makes bitter work for repentance, and produces a feebleold age. BAroN.As violent contrary winds endanger a ship, so it is with turbulent emotions in themind; whereas such as are favourable awaken the understanding, keep in motion thewill, and make the whole man more vigorous. ADDISON.A NEW EDITION, REVISED.BOSTON:CHASE AND NICHOLS,43 WASHINGTON STREET.1863.


TIEBARBADOES GIRL.CHAPTER I./r- ..^.-, S Mr. Harewood_r *.. &gt; was one eveningsitting with his? 'i}F 'wife and children,"^J 't^iS -i^ % he told them that&lt;y '8/ui. he expected soonto receive amongthem the daughter- of a friend, whohad lately died inthe West Indies.Mr: Harewood'sfamily eonsisted of his wife, two sons, and adaughter: the eldest, named Edmund, wasabout twelve sears of age; Charles, thesecond, was scarcely ten; and Ellen, thedaughter, had just passed her eighth birth-day: they were all sensible, affectionate

6THE BARBADOES GIRL.children, but a little different in disposition,the eldest being grave and studious, thesecond lively and active, and as he wasnearer to Ellen's age, she was often inclinedto romp with him, when she should haveminded her book; but she was so fond ofher mamma,- and was educated with such aproper sense of the duty and obedience sheowed her, that a word or a look never failedto restrain the exuberance of her spirits.Children are alike naturally curious andfond of society; the moment, therefore, Mr.Harewood mentioned their expected guest,every one had some question to ask respect-ing her; but as Ellen's was uttered withmost mildness and modesty, she was firstanswered; and her brother Charles, takingthis hint, listened quietly to the followingconversation, not joining in it, till he feltthat he had a right to do so, from havingpractised a forbearance that cost him someeffort.Ellen.-Pray, papa, what is this little girl'sname, and how old is she ?Father.-She is called Matilda Sophia Han-son: her father was a man of good fortune,and she is an only child; I lelieve, however,his affairs are in an unsettled state, as hermother is under the necessity of remainingsome time in the country, in order to settle

THE BARBADOES GIRL.7them. It is at her earnest request that Ihave been prevailed upon to accept thecharge of her daughter. I believe she isabout a year younger than you; but as thegrowth of people in warm countries is morerapid than in this, I expect to see her quiteas tall and forward as you, Ellen.Ellen.-But, dear papa, how will she gethere from a place on the other side of theglobe? I mean, who will bring her? for Iknow, ofcourse, that she must come in aship.r ather.-She will be attended by a negroservant, who has always:waited upon her;and who will return after she is safely landed,I suppose.bllen.-Poor thing! how she will cry whenshe leaves her own dear mamma, when sheis to cross the wide sea! and then again,when she parts with her good nurse; I daresay she will kiss her very fondly, thoughshe is a black.Charles.-0h, she will forget her sorrowwhen she sees so many things that are quitenew to her. I'm afraid she'll think Ellen,and us. boys, very silly, ignorant creatures,compared to her, who has seen so much ofthe world: upon my word, we must be allupon our good behaviour.Father.-I hope you will behave well, not

8THE BARBADOES GIRL.merely from conscious inferiority, but becauseyou would be both impolite and unkind, ifyou omitted any thing in your power thatcould render a stranger happy, who is so en-tirely thrown upon our protection-one, too,who has lost a fond father, and is parted froma tender mother.Edmund.-But, papa, as Miss Hanson iscoming to England for education, and is yetvery young, surely Charles must be wrongin supposing that she is wiser, or, I ought tosay, better informed, than we are, since it isutterly improbable that she should have hadthe benefit of such instructions as we haveenjoyed.Father.-True, my dear; but yet she will,of course, be acquainted with many thingsto which you are necessarily entire strangers,although I must remark that Charles's ex-pression, "she has seen much of the world,"is not proper; for it is only applied to peoplewho have mixed much with society-not tothose whose travels have shown them onlyland and water. However, coming from adistant country, a society very different fromours, and people to whom you are strangers,she cannot fail to possess many ideas andmuch knowledge which are unknown toyou; I therefore hope her residence with usfor a time will prove mutually advantageous;

THE BARBADOES GIRL.9but if the advantage should prove to beon your side, I trust you will never abuseit by laughing, or in any way insulting andteazing your visitant; such conduct wouldensure most serious displeasure.Mother.-It would prove them not onlyvery ignorant, and deficient in the educationwhich even savages give their children, butprove that they were devoid of that spirit ofcourtesy which is recommended in the Scrip-tures, and which every Christian child willnourish in his heart and display in his man-ners: the same holy apostle, who inculcatedthe highest doctrines of his Divine Master,says also--" Be affable, be courteous, bearingone with another."The children for a few moments lookedvery serious, and each appeared to be in-Wardly making some kind of promise or res-olution to themselves respecting the expectedstranger: at length, Ellen, looking up, saidto her mamma, with great earnestness-" In-deed, mamma, I will love Miss Hanson asmuch as if she were my sister, if she willpermit me to do it.""You had better say, Ellen, that you willbe as kind to her as if she were your sister;for until we know more of her, it is not pos-sible for us to promise so much; nor is itadvisible to give our hearts at first sight,B

10 THE BARBADOES GIRL.even to those who have yet stronger claimsupon our good will and friendly services."Mr. Harewood added his approbation ofthis sentiment, for he knew it was one thatcould not be repeated too often to youngpeople, who are ever apt to take up eitherpartialities or prejudices too strongly, andwhose judgment has ever occasion for theattempering lessons of experience.CHAPTER II.AT length the long-wished-for day arrived,and the young foreigner made her appear-ance in the family of Mr. Harewood. Shewas a fine, handsome-looking girl, andthough younger in fact, was taller and older-looking than Ellen, but was not nearly so wellshaped, as indolence, and the habit of beingcarried about instead of walking, had occa-sioned her to stoop, and to move as if herlimbs were too weak to support her.The kindness and politeness with whichshe was received in the family of Mr. Hare-wood, did not appear to affect the Barbadoesgirl in any other way than to increase thatself-importance which was evidently her char-

.THE BARBADOES GIRL.11acteristic; and even the mild, affectionateEllen, who had predisposed her heart to loveher very dearly, shrunk from the proud andhaughty expression which frequently ani-mated her features, and was surprised tohear her name her mamma with as much in-difference as if she were a common acquaint-ance; for Ellen did not know that the in-dulgence of bad passions hardens the heart,and renders it insensible to those sweet andtender ties which are felt by the good andamiable, and which constitute their highesthappiness.In a very short time, it became apparentthat passion and peevishness were also thetraits of this unfortunate child; who hadbeen indulged in the free exercise of a rail-ing tongue, and even of a clawing hand, to-wards the numerous negro dependants thatswarmed in her father's mansion, over whomshe had exercised all the despotic sovereigntyof a queen, with the capriciousness of a pet-ted child, and thereby obtained a habit oftyranny over all whom she deemed her infe-riors, as appeared from the style in whichshe now conducted herself constantly to-wards the menials of Mr. Harewood's family,and not unfrequently towards the superiors.For a few days Mr. Harewood bore withthis conduct, and only opposed it with gen-

12 THE BARBADOES GIRL.tleness and persuasion; but as it becameevident that this gentleness emboldened themistaken child to proceed to greater rude-ness, he commenced a new style of treatment,and the English education of Matilda, so faras concerned that most important part of alleducation, the management of the temper, inthe following manner:On the family being seated at the dinner-table, Miss Hanson called out, in a loud andangry tone, "Give me-some beer !"Mr. Harewood had previously instructedthe servant who waited upon them how toact, in case he was thus addressed; and inconsequence of his master's commands, theman took no notice whatever of this claimupon his attention."Give me some beer!" cried she again, inso fierce a manner that the boys started, andpoor Ellen blushed very deeply, not onlyfrom the sense of shame which she felt forthe vulgarity of the young lady's manners,but from a kind of terror, on hearing such ashrill and threatening voice.The servant still took no notice of herwords, though he did not do it with an airof defiance, but rather as if it were not ad-dressed to him.The little angry child muttered, loudenough to be heard-" What a fool the

THE BARBADOES GIRL.13wretch is!" but as nobody answered whatwas in fact addressed to no one, she was atlength compelled to look for redress to Mrs.Harewood, whom, regarding with a mixtureof rage and scorn, she now addressed--"Pray, ma'am, why don't you tell the man togiveme some beer ? I suppose he'll under-stand you, though he seems a fool, and deaf.""My children are accustomed to say-'Please, Thomas, give me some beer;' or,'I'll thank you for a little beer;' and theloud rude manner in which you spoke, pro-bably astonished and confused him. As,however, I certainly understand you, I willendeavour to relieve you.-Pray, Thomas,be so kind as to give Miss Hanson somebeer," said Mrs. Harewood.Thomas instantly offered it; but the littlegirl cried out in a rage-" I won't have it-no that I won't, from that man: I'll havemy own negro to wait-that I will I-MustI say please to a servant? must a nasty manin a livery be kind to me?-no! no! notZebby, Zebby, I say, come here !"The poor black woman, hearing the loudtones of her young lady, to which she hadbeen pretty well used, instantly ran into theroom, before Mr. Harewood had time to pre-vent it, and very humbly cried out-" Whatdoes Missy please wanty ?"

14 THE BARBADOES GIRL."Some beer, you black beetle !"" Is, Missy,' said the poor woman, with asigh, reaching the beer from Thomas with atrembling hand, as if she expected the glassto be thrown in her face.Charles had with great difficulty refrainedfrom laughter on the outset of this scene;but indignation now suffused his counte-nance. Theyoungvixen was an acute ob-server, and, had she not been cruelly neg-lected, might have been a sensible child. Itinstantly struck her, that his features dis-puted her right; and, determined not toendure this from any one, she instantlythrew the beer in the face of poor Zebby,saying-" There's that for you, madam."It was not in the forbearance of the chil-dren to repress their feelings; even Edmundexclaimed-" What a brute!"Ellen involuntarily started up, and hidher face in her mother's lap, while Charlesmost good-naturedly offered his handkerchiefto the aggrieved Zebby, kindly condolingwith her on her misfortune.Mr. Harewood now, for the first time,spoke.-" Zebby," said he, in a calm butstern tone, "it is my strict command, thatso long as you reside under my roof, younever give that young lady any thing again,nor hold any conversation with her: if you

THE BARBADOES GIRL.15disobey my commands, I shall be under thenecessity of discharging you."The young lady checked herself, and fora moment looked alarmed; but recovering,she said-" She is not yours, and you sha'n'tdischarge her: she is my own slave, and Iwill do what I please with her; poor papabought: her for me, as soon as I was born,and' I'll use her as I please.""But you know your mamma told you,that as soon as she arrived in England shewould be free, and might either return orremain, as she pleased. Now it so happensthat she is much' pleased with my family,and having a sincere regard for your mother,she this morning requested Mrs. Harewoodto engage her inc any service she couldmd&amp;rtake: convinced that she was worthyoar protection, we have done this, andtherefore all your claims upon her areAer.e .- ...*The little girl, bursting into a passionateflod of tears, ran out of the room.* Poor Zebby, courtesying, said-" Sir, me_hpee you will have much pity on Missy-she wasr spoily all her life, by poor massa--her mamma good, very good; and whenMissy pinch Zebby, and pricky with pin,then good mississ she be angry; but massasay only-' Poo! poo I she be child-naughty

16 THE BARBADOES GIRL.tricks wear off in time.' He be warm manhimself."The poor negro's defence affected the littlecircle, and Mr. Harewood observing it, said-"You perceive, my dear children, thatthis child is in fact far more an object ofcompassion than blame, for she has beenpermitted to indulge every bad propensityof her nature, and their growth has destroyedthat which was good; of course, her life hasbeen unhappy in itself, yet punishment hasnot produced amendment. Poor thinghow many of the sweetest pleasures of ex-istence are unknown to her! She is astranger to the satisfaction of obliging others,and to the consciousness of overcoming her-self, which, I trust, you all know to be aninestimable blessing. I truly pity her; butI am compelled to treat her as if I blamedher only; I am obliged to be harsh, inorder that I may be useful, and give pain toproduce ease."In about an hour, finding that no one ap-proached, and feeling the want of the dinnerher shameful rudeness and petulance had in-terrupted, and which she had but just begun,Matilda came down stairs, with the air of aperson who is struggling to hide, by effront-ery, the chagrin she is conscious of deserving:no person took any notice of her entrance,

THE BARBADOES GIRL.17and aU appearance of the good meal shewanted was removed. There was a certainsomething in the usually-smiling faces of theheads of the mansion that acted as a repellentto'her, and she sat for some time silent; butat length she spoke to Ellen, who, from hergentle meekness, was ever easy of access, andwhom, intending to mortify, she accostedthus-" Nelly, did you eat my chicken ?"Charles burst into a loud laugh, as Ellen,who had never heard herself thus addressed,for a moment looked rather foolish; onwhich he answered for her, with a somewhatprovoking sauciness of countenance-" No,Matty, she did noteat your chicken.""My name is not Matty-it is MatildaSophia, and you are a great booby forcalling me so; but Nelly, or Nell, is shortfor Ellen, and by one of those names I shallcall her, whenever I choose, if it be only toyexA '' Perhaps, too, you will choose to prickuer, and pinch her, Miss Matilda SophiaBHanaon? answered Charles, sneeringly,drawing out her name as long and as pom-pousl as it was possible."Fie, Charles l' said Edmund; "I am-sure you act as if you had forgotten all thataa told us about Miss ltanson."Charles, after a moment's thought, a-2

18 THE BARBADOES GIRL.knovledged that he was wrong, very, verywrong.Matilda was much struck with this; shewas well aware that, under the same circum-stances, she should have said much morethan he had, and she was curious as to whathad been said of her, which could have pro-duced this effect on a boy generally so viva-cious and warm-tempered as Charles. Aftercogitating upon it some time, she at lengthconcluded that Mr. Harewood had endeav-oured to impress on the minds of his familythe consequence she possessed, as an onlychild and a great heiress; and although hehad appeared so lately to act under a verydifferent impression, yet it was very possiblethat he had only done so because he was outof temper himself, and, now his mind wasbecome tranquil again, he had repented ofhis conduct, and been anxious to prevent hischildren from following his example in thisrespect.The more Matilda thought of this, themore fully she fixed it in her- mind as an ar-ticle of belief; but yet there was somethingin the calm, firm tones of Mr. Harewood,when he spoke to her, and in his presentopen, yet unbending countenance, when hehappened to cast his eyes towards her, whichrendered her unsatisfied with the answer she

THE BARBADOES GIRL.19thus gave her own internal inquiries; andalthough she had been exceedingly angrywith him, for presuming to speak to her,she yet felt as if his esteem, and indeed hisforgiveness, were necessary for her happi-ness; and her pride, thus strengthened, con-tended with her fears and consciousness ofguilt and folly and while she resolvedinwardly to keep up her dignity with theymng ones, she yet, from time to time, casta anxious eye towards her new monitor.In a short time, to Matilda's great relief,Mr. Harewood stepped into the library tog: a book; and the chiltren, in the hopethat, when he returned, he would kindly in-dulge'them, either by reading to them, orelating occasionally such anecdotes or ob-ervations as tth work he read might furnishhim with, left their seats, and pressed roundthe lace where their parents were sitting.Mtilda did not like to be left alone, nordid she feel as if she had a right to be heldasa child among the rest: again her pridei her repentance had a great struggle, andAe knew not to which she should give thepreferene, for her heart swelled alike withtide and sorrow; she moved towards thesame place, and sought, in the bustle of themoment, to divert the painful feeling whichoppressed her.

20 THE BARBADOES GIRL.In a few moments, Mr. Harewood washeard to shut the library-door; and as, ofcourse, he might be expected to re-enter verysoon, and would now be much nearer to herthan he had been, and would certainly adoptsome more decided kind of conduct and lan-guage towards her, Matilda became againextremely desirous of knowing what hereally had said about her, and she two orthree times essayed to speak; but a littleremaining modesty, which was nearly allthe good which her unhappy education hadleft her, prevented her, until she found thatshe had no time beyond the present instantleft for satisfying her curiosity on so import-ant a point, when, in a considerable flutterof spirits, she whispered to Ellen, but in avoice sufficiently articulate to be heard byothers-"Pray what did your papa say ofme "" That you were very much to be pitied.""Pitied! Pray what am I to be pitiedfor ?"Ellen blushed very deeply: she could notanswer a question which called down confu-sion on the head of her who asked it-one,too, whom she was inclined to love, andwhose petulance towards herself howeverunprovoked, sue naa aireaay lorgiven. onelooked wistfully in the face of her mamma,

THE BARBADOES GIRL.21who replied for her-" We all think you aremuch to be pitied, because you are evidentlya poor, little, forlorn, ignorant child, withoutfriends, and under the dominion of a cruelenemy, that renders you so frightful, it isscarcely possible for even the most humanepeople to treat you with kindness, or evenendure you."Matilda involuntarily started up, and ex-amined herself in the looking-glass.-"If Ihad happened to be your own daughter,ma'am," she said, crying again, "you wouldnot have thought me ugly; but because 1come from Barbadoes, you don't like me;and it is cruel and wicked to treat me so.But I will go back-I will-I will.""I wish most sincerely you had nevercome, for it is painful to me to witness thefolly and sin you are guilty of; but, sinceyou are here, I will endeavour to bear withyou, until I have found a good school tosend you to. If you would give yourselftime to consider, you would know that theenemy I spoke of is your own temper, whichwould render even perfect beauty hideous;you know very well that I received youwith the greatest kindness, and that youhave outraged that kindness. But I canforgive you, because I see that you are asilly child, who fancies herself of importanceI

22 THE BARBADOES -GIRL.whereas children, however they may besituated, are poor dependent creatures.'Matilda answered only by a scornful tossof her head, and uttering the word-" De-pendent 1""Edmund," said Mrs. Harewood, takingno notice of her insolent look, "you are astrong healthy. boy, forward in your educa-tion, capable of reflection, and decidedlysuperior, not only in age, but wisdom, toany other in the room; answer me candidly,as if you were speaking to a boy like your-self-Do you feel it possible so to conductyourself, that, if you were left alone in theworld, you could be happy and indepen-dent ?""My dear mamma," said Edmund, "youmust be laughing at me; a pretty figure Ishould cut, if I were to set up for a man,without any one to advise me how to act, totell me when I was wrong, and to manageevery thing for me! how could I do rightwithout my papa, ol some proper guardian?and how could I be happy without you,mamma?As .Edmund spoke, he threw his armsround his mother; and the others followedhis example, saying-" No, no, we could donothing without you and dear papa; praydo stay with us, and make us good."

THE BARBADOES GIRL. 23As they spoke, the tears were in theireyes, and Matilda was affected: she remem-bered the- tenderness of her own mother,and how often she had turned a deaf ear toher expostulations. She was convinced thatthese children, at this very time, enjoyed asweeter pleasure than she had ever expe-rienced from the gratification of her desires,and she even longed to confess her folly,and gain her share of Mrs. Harewood'scaresses; but pride still struggled in herheart; and though her reason was convincedof the truth, that children are indeed depen-dent on their friends for all that renders lifevaluable, yet her temper still got the better,and she resolutely held her tongue, thoughshe ceased to look haughty and ill-hu-moured.CHAPTER III.THIS interesting display of natural feelingswas interrupted by the hasty re-entrance ofMr. Harewood, followed by Betty, the house-maid, who, in entering the door in a hurry,had fallen down a step, and hurt her fore-head, and was now brought forward by her

24 THE BARBADOES GIRL.good master, to claim the assistance of herkind and skilful mistress.The children were full of concern andcondolence with Betty, and with greattenderness shrunk when they saw theirmamma bathe her forehead with vinegar, asthey knew it must smart exceedingly: andEllen could not help saying-" How goodBetty is she never says oh !""No, Miss," said Betty, "I know yourmamma does it for my good; and thoughshe gives me some pain, yet she saves mefrom a great deal more."In a few minutes, Betty declared thesmarting was quite gone; and the childrenwere so glad, that Matilda began -to think,though they were foolish, yet they werecertainly happy, and she wished she couldfeel as happy as they did.When Betty was gone, the tea came in,and Mrs. Harewood ordered a large plate oftoast, as she recollected Matilda's scantydinner. Thomas once handed it all round,and Mr. Harewood then said " Set it down;when the children want it, they will ask youfor it."All the children remembered poor Ma-tilda's wants, and in order that she mighthave plenty, without any more being ordered,or any thing in reference to the past being

THE BARBADOES GIRL.25mentioned, with true delicacy of feeling,forbore to eat any more, so that Matildacould not repeat their words in asking,which she now determined to do. She wasvery hungry, and the toast looked verytempting, as it stood before the fire.Matilda looked at the toast, and then atthe footman; her cheek glowed, her eyewas subdued, but her tongue did not move.Thomas, however, handed her the toast,and she then articulately said-" Thankyou."This was heard, but no notice was taken;they knew that much false shame attends thefirst efforts to subdue pride and passion, andthey feared lest even approbation should bemisconstrued.In order to divert the general attention,Mrs. Harewood said-" I forgot to ask Bettywhat made her run in such a hurry as tooccasion her accident, for I gave her leaveto go out, and stay till nine o'clock, and it isonly seven now, I believe.""I believe, madam," said Thomas, veryrespectfully, "she came home in haste, because her sister has twins; and as you prom-ised her some caudle, she came to tell thecook to make it, and likewise to get somelittle matter of clothing, from her own clothes,for the baby that is unprovided."c

26 THE BARBADOES GIRL."Poor woman !" said Mrs. Harewood;"we must all help; this little stranger has aclaim on us."Ellen clapped her hands-" Oh, mamma,may I make it a nightcap ?""Yes, my dear; I will get some old linen,and cut out a few things, after tea.""I will give you a crown, my dear," saidMr. Harewood; "as I cannot assist insewing, I must help to buy needles andthread.""And I will give you a shilling, mamma,"said Edmund, "' if you please.""Oh dear," said Charles, "I 'am verysorry, but I have only fourpence, because Ispent all my money on my new kite; but ifthat will do any good, mamma--""It will do good, Charles, and I.will notgrieve you by refusing it, because I see yougare sorry that you have no more, which willteach you another time to be provident, andthen you will not be under the necessity ofgiving your last farthing, or refusing to becharitable, when such a case occurs again."Ellen handed Charles's fourpence to hermamma; and as she did so, she put a six-pence between the pence, so as not to be seenby Matilda, lest it should seem like a re-proach to her; and as she slipped the wholeinto her mother's hand, she said-" I hope,

THE BARBADOES GIRL.27mamma, you will be so good as to let MissHanson make a little cap for the baby ?""I don't like to sew," said Matilda, rising;" at least not such things as these: I think abit of calico to wrap the pickaninnies in isthe best, and I'll give that to buy some with."As she spoke she threw half-a-guinea onthe table, with the air of one desirous of ex-hibiting both generosity and wealth, andlooked round with an eye that asked foradmiration.No notice was taken.. Mrs. Harewoodopening her own purse, took out half-a-crown,and then counted all that she had got. Indoing it, Ellen perceived not her sixpence,and she then, with modesty, but without anyshame, said-" I believe my sixpence musthave slipped down.""I did not know you gave nre one, child.""Yes, but she did, for I saw her," said Mr.Harewood, though she was not aware thatI did. She gave it in silence, not from af-fectation, but a kind motive towards onewho could not appreciate it; but we will sayno more on this point. Ellen, you have grat-ified your father: I see in your conduct thegerm of a gentlewoman, and, what is infi-nitely more precious, of a Christian."Ellen sprung to her father's arms, and inhis affectionate kiss found a rich reward.

28 THE BARBADOES GIRL.For a moment, Matilda thought to herself,what a piece of work is here about sixpence,while they take no notice at all of a brightgolden half-guinea but still her understand-ing combated this thought, for she knewthat all the present company saw beyondthe surface, and estimated the gift accordingto the spirit of the donor.Betty now came in, and Mrs. Harewoodgave her the money, telling her to buy somefrocks with it. Observing the servant eyethe half-guinea, she said-" That was the giftof Miss Hanson; she is very rich, it seems,and gives, ut of her abundance. I am sureyou will be grateful to her; but if your fel-low-servants, Betty, should spare, out of thelittle time they have, enough to assist you inthe making of these things, they will be thebest friends you meet with; for labour ismuch greater charity than money."Betty replied, that she was much obligedto all her friends, both above and below, andespecially to poor Zebby, who had offered,with her lady's leave, to sit up all night withher sister."She has not only my leave, but my ap-probation, especially as your accident hasrendered you unable. Tell Zebby I willspare her for a week, on this truly charitableoccasionQ"

THE BARBADOES GIRL.29With many thanks, Betty withdrew, andEllen was soon, like her mamma, busy withher needle. Mr. Harewood, drawing a celes-tial globe towards him, began to give hissons some instruction, which interested themexceedingly; all were employed, all happy,but Matilda, whose uneasiness was in factconsiderably augmented by the idea of Zebbyleaving the house; for though she used herill, she had a regard for her, the extent ofwhich she was not aware of till now that herheart was a little softened, and her judgmentenlightened, by the transactions of the day.After fidgeting about for some time, she atlength took up a needle and threaded it, andthen drawing more timidly towards Mrs.Harewood, she said-" I don't mind if I dosew a little bit."Eager to seize upon any good symptom,Mrs. Harewood gave her a little cap, care-fully doubled down, saying-" You see thisis double; in these countries, the babies, orpickaninnies, as you call them, must be keptwarm.""I called that woman's twins pickanin-nies, because I thought she was poor-a kindof servant; we do not call white children so--only little negroes."" They are all the same with us, and willbe so with you,. I hope, by and by; indeed

30 THE BARBADOES GIRL.they always were with sensible good people.But, Matilda, what long stitches you aretaking! I shall have all your work to pickout again.""I believe I cannot sew, indeed."" So it appears; nor can you play a tune,nor read a French lesson, nor write, nordraw: poor little girl! you have a greatdeal to learn: but, however, keep up yourspirits; if you are diligent and tractable, youwill conquer all your difficulties; humilityand industry will enable you to learn everything.""How very strange it is," said Matilda toherself, "that these people appear to pityme, instead of envying me, as they used todo in Barbadoes, and as I thought theywould do here! besides, they are not angrywith me, even when they find fault with me,and they seem to wish me to be good for thesake of being happy."These thoughts somewhat soothed the per-turbed bosom of the poor child until thehour of rest, when the remembrance of thegood-tempered negro's destination rose toher mind, and she lamented her absence, andblamed her exceedingly for leaving her to goafter a woman she had never seen in her life:but the next day, it was apparent that the les-son she had received was not lost upon her;

THE BARBADOES GIRL.31she appeared ashamed of her ignorance, andwilling to learn; and as all her young friendswere very willing to instruct her, in what-ever they had the power, she soon began tomake some progress in her education; shewas a child of good capacity, and, whenroused to exertion, unusually quick; andbeing at an age when the mind expandsquickly, it was no wonder that she soon gaveevident marks of improvement. It was ob-served, that as her mind became enlightened,her manners were softened, and her petulanceless obtrusive, though she was seen to sufferdaily from the habitual violence of her tem-per, and the disposition to insolence, whichunchecked power is so apt to foster in youngminds.Mrs. Harewood found the care of Matildagreatly increase her task of managing herfamily, as one naughty child frequentlymakes another, by raising up a spirit of con-tgntion and ill-humour; and Charles was sofrequently led into sallies of passion, ortempted to ridicule the fault in his new com-panion, that his parents often lamented thatthey had accepted such a burdensome charge:but when they saw any symptoms of im-provement in her, they were ever happy tofoster the good seed; and in the conscious-ness that they were not only raising up a

32 THE BARBADOES GIRL.human mind to virtue and happiness, butpreparing an immortal soul for heaven, theythought little of their own trouble, and wereeven truly thankful that she had been in-trusted to their careful examination and affec-tionate discipline.CHAPTER IV.AT the end of the week, Zebby came home,according to appointment; and having paidher respects to her excellent lady, she ranup stairs, and entered the apartment wherethe two young ladies were getting the tasksassigned them by Mrs. Harewood. WhenMatilda first beheld her she had a greatinclination to embrace her, for her heartbounded towards the only creature she hadbeen acquainted with from her cradle; butshe suddenly checked herself, and pretendedto continue her reading; but Ellen spoke toher kindly, though she told her that she wasso situated, as not to be able to chat atpresent.Zebby comprehended this, and wouldhave withdrawn; but not to have a singleword from her, whom in her heart she still

THE BARBADOES GIRL.83considered as her young mistress, the faith.ful creature could not endure; after waitingsome minutes in vain, she dropped a secondhumble courtesy, and said-" How you do,Missy ? me very glad see you larn booky,but me hopes you spare one look, onewordy, for poor Zebby; me go away onelong weeky, to nurse white man baby,pretty as you, Missy.""Yes," said Matilda, reproachingly, "youwent away and left me very willingly,though it was to wait on a person you neversaw before.""Ah, Missy! you no lovee me, and poorwhite woman lovee me much. You makeebeer spit in my face-she givee me tea-gruelout of her own cup. You callee me blackbeetle-she callee me good girly, good nursy,good every ting."Matilda gave a deep sigh; she well re-membered that it was on the very day ofher outrage that Zebby had quitted her, andin her altered sense of justice, she could nothelp seeing the truth of the poor.negro'sstatement; she looked up, with an ingenuoussense of error depicted on her countenance,and said-" I am sorry, Zebby, that I usedyou so ill, but I will never do it again."The poor African was absolutely as-tonished, for never had the voice of conces-D 3

34THE BARBADOES GIRL.sion been heard from the lips of Matilda be-fore, even to her own parents; and the ideaof her humility and kindness in this ac-knowledgment so deeply affected the faith-ful creature, that, after gazing at her in ad-miration for a moment, she burst into tears,and then clasping her hands, she exclaimed,in a broken manner--" Oh, tankee God!tankee God I pretty Missy be good girly atlast I her lovee her good mamma-her pitypoor negro-her go up stair when her die.Oh, me be so glad I great God lovee my dearMissy now 1"Matilda felt the tears suffuse her own eyes,as the kind heart of her late faithful slavethus gave vent to its natural and devoutemotions; and she gave her hand to Zebby,who kissed it twenty times. Ellen was sodelighted with this proof of good dispositionin Matilda, and with the honest effusions ofthe poor negro, that she could not forbeargratifying her own affectionate little heart,by running to tell her dear mamma, whotruly rejoiced in every proof of Matilda'samendment, and doubted not but it wouldprove the forerunner of virtue, in a childwho appeared convinced of her faults, anddesirous of improving herself.It was now near Christmas, and Mrs.Harewood was inquiring for a boarding-

THE BARBADOES GIRL.35school where she could place Miss Hanson.She would have preferred to keep her athome, and have a governess, who might at-tend to the instructions necessary both forher and Ellen; but the bad temper and in-solent airs of Matilda had prevented this,as Mrs. Harewood could not bear the idea ofsubjecting an amiable young person, whomshe designed for that situation, to be tor-mented with such a girl. She knew that,in schools, two faults seldom fail to be cured:these are impertinence, or insolence, andaffectation-one rendering a person disagree-able, the other ridiculous; and every mem-ber in the community of which a school con-sists, is ready to assist the ruler in punishingthe one, and laughing at the other.One morning, when Matilda got out ofbed, she went to look whether the morningwas fine, and the moment she got to thewindow, eagerly cried out, in great surprise-" Ellen, Ellen! get up this moment, andcome to the window; the whole world iscovered with white! and see, there are thou-sands and thousands of little white featherscoming from the skies, as if the angels wereemptying feather-beds upon the earth.""It snows," said Ellen, calmly; "I rec-ollect my papa told us you had never seenit snow."

36 THE BARBADOES GIRL."What is snow?""We will ask Edmund; he can tell youmuch better than I can."The surprising appearance thus witnessed,induced Matilda to hasten down stairs, whereEdmund was writing his Latin exercise.-"Do pray tell me," she cried, "what snowis, and why I never saw it before?""Snow," said Edmund, "is nothing butdrops of rain, which, in passing through thecold air, become congealed or frozen. Ifyou take this pretty light substance intoyour warm hand, it will melt and become arain-drop again."As Edmund spoke, he opened the windowa very little way, caught some snow, andshowed her the effect he spoke of."But why did I never see this in Bar-badoes ?"" Because Barbadoes lies nearer to the sunthan England, and is much warmer, even inwinter; therefore the rain-drops never passthrough that region of cold air which freezesthem in northern climates. If you were togo farther north, you would find still moresnow and ice, the same I saw you lookingat yesterday. I will lend you a little book,where you will see a description of a palaceof ice, and of whole mountains of snow,called Glaciers; and, if you please, I will

THE BARBADOES GIRL.87show you that part of the globe, or earth, inwhich those effects begin to take place.But, my dear Ellen, pray lend Matilda yourtippet, for she looks as much frozen as thesnow; she must take great care of herself inthis cold climate."Ellen threw the pinafore she was goingto put on over the neck of the shudderingMatilda, and then ran nimbly before themtowards the globe, on which Edmund wasgoing to lecture, neither of them looking inMatilda's face; but Charles, who just thenhappened to enter, perceived that silenttears were coursing each other down hercheek. His compassion was moved; he ap-prehended that the cold, which he felt him-self to be severe, had made her ill, and heinquired what was the matter with her, in atone of real commiseration."I am so-so very ignorant," said Ma-tilda, sobbing."Oh, that's it !" cried Charles, gaily;then you and I may shake hands, for I amignorant too.""Oh no, European children know everything, but I am little better than a negro; Ifind what your mamma said was very true-I know nothing at all."- "Dear Matilda, how can you say so?"said Edmund; though you have not read as

38 THE BARBADOES GIRL.much as we have, yet you have seen a greatdeal more than any of us, and you are theyoungest of the company, you know. Con-sider, you have crossed the Atlantic Ocean,seen groves of orange-trees and spices grow,and the whole process of sugar-making. Youknow the inside of a ship as well as a house,and we never saw any thing better than asloop, or sailed any where but on the Thames.""Besides," said Charles, "you have seenmonkeys and parrots, and many other crea.tures, in their own country, and many curiousfish on your voyage. Oh, you understandnatural history much better than we do.""And if you understand nothing at all,"added Ellen, kindly pressing her hand,"mamma says it is only wilful ignorancethat is blameable."Matilda wept still more while the childrenthus tried to comfort her. This distressedthem all; but they rejoiced to see their pa-rents enter the room, persuaded that theywould be able to comfort her better, andEllen instantly besought their attention tothe subject by relating as much of the fore-going conversation as was necessary."No, no, it is not exactly that I am cryingfor," said Matilda, interrupting her; "it isbecause I have been so very naughty, andyou are all so-so-so----"

THE BARBADOES GIRL.39' So what, my dear ?" said Mr. Harewood,drawing her towards him, and placing herby his side, in the same manner he was ac-customed to let Ellen stand, when she wasmuch in his favour.The action, however kindly meant, for atime redoubled her tears; and the children,understanding their mamma's look, withdrewto the room where they usually breakfasted,without the least symptom of discontent, al-though they perceived their mamma fill acup of tea for Matilda at her own table.When they were gone, and the little girlhad somewhat recovered, Mr. Harewoodwhispered her-" Did you mean to say, mydear, that my children were so clever, or soproud, or so what?"" Oh, sir, they are so good! that was whatI wanted to say; for there was Edmund whoalways looked so grave, and was poring overhis books, he talked to me quite kindly, andnever made the least game of me, for all Imust look like a fool in his eyes, who hasseen the snow all his life. And then Charles,who is so full of fun and nonsense, and whoI always thought could not abide me, hespoke to me as if he was sorry for me, andmade it out that we were both ignorantalike; and when I remembered how I hadlooked at them, and behaved to them, I felt

40 THE BARBADOES GIRL.as if my heart would break. Ellen is al-ways so good, that I did not think so muchof her kindness, but nobody knows--"Again the repentant girl wept, and atlength with difficulty proceeded-" Nobodyknows how dearly I love her, and you too."She received the kindest assurances fromboth Mr. and Mrs. Harewood of their affec-tion, and that they fully believed she wouldconquer her bad temper, now she saw howmuch it was not only her duty, but happi-ness to do so; and Mr. Harewood assuredher that he had no doubt, but in the courseof a few years, he should see her as sensible,good, and well-informed, as his own children."And then I shall not be an object ofpity, sir ?""No, you will be one of affection andesteem.""t Oh, I doubt that must never, never be !""Never despair; though you have manybattles with yourself, yet never relinquishthe hope of final conquest, and be assuredyou will find every victory easier than thelast. When you find pride rising in yourheart, think on your ignorance, and it willmake you humble; and when you are in-dined to be angry with those around you,remember what you have this day confessedrespecting their kindness, and it will make

THE BARBADOES GIRL.41you bear with the present vexation; and ifat any time you are discomfited in any pur.suit, either of virtue or knowledge, recollectwhat I now say, that, with many faults, yetyou have some merit, and may therefore rea-sonably hope to attain more."" Have I indeed ?" said the now-humbledgirl."Yes, you have an inquiring mind, whichis one great step towards the attainment ofknowledge, and you are sincere and open-hearted, which enables your friends to seewhat is the real bent of your disposition, andto give you the advice really necessary; andI hope, with this groundwork of good, youwill be a very different girl when yourmother again sees you."Mr. Harewood left Matilda quieted, butdeeply impressed by what he had said.CHAPTER V.FROM this time, Matilda felt as if her heartwas lightened of a heavy load, and shelooked up to Mr. and Mrs. Harewood asfriends, whom it was her duty to obeyand her privilege to love; and to the

42 THE BARBADOES GIRL.children, as brothers, whose pleasures wereas dear to her as her own; and the warmthand openness of her temper naturally ledher to display more than usual friendship,wherever she professed it at all. Happily,with all her-faults, she was neither mean,artful, nor deceitful; so that the worst partof her disposition lay open to the obser-vation of those good friends, who, likeskilful physicians, only wounded to cureher.The errors of Matilda were those whichnever fail to attach to extreme indulgence--pride, impetuosity, haughtiness, insolence,and idleness. Accustomed to consider allaround her as born for her use and amuse-ment, she commanded where she shouldhave entreated, and resisted where sheought to have obeyed; but when she foundthat her wealth, power, and consequencewere unknown, or utterly disregarded, andthat she could only be esteemed for hergood qualities, even her self-love tended tocure her of her idleness; and instead ofdrawling out-" Zebby, bring me this,""You fool, fetch me the other," she ad-ministered to her own wants, and obtainedher wishes at so much less expense than shehad once thought possible, that even herown convenience taught her the wisdom of

THE BARBADOES GIRL.48waiting upon herself. She imputed thechange, which could:not fail to be remarked,co the climate-and unquestionably it ismore easy and pleasant to be active in a coldcountry, than a hot one; but her friendswere well aware that the change in hermind was greater than that of her country,and they forwarded this happy effect, byrendering the studies in which she engagedas delightful to her as possible, in order that,by prosecuting them, she might become lessliable to rest her happiness on the vainpomp, useless show, and tyrannical power,which were wont to delight her.As, however, all bad habits are slowlyeradicated, and it by no means follows thateven the error we have lamented and ac-knowledged should be so torn from the heartthat no traces remain, so it would happen,from time to time, that Matilda would flyinto violent passions with the servantsaround her, as with her young companions;and even when these were suppressed, shewas apt to give herself airs of importance,and descant on the privileges she enjoyed inher own country, where she was fannedwhen she was hot, by slaves upon theirknees, and borne about in a stately palan.quin; where the most exquisite fruits werecontinually presented to court her palate,

44 THE BARBADOES GIRL.and the most costly dresses that moneycould procure purchased to please her;where every slave trembled at her anger, o0rejoiced in her smile; and where she wouldone day return to reign as absolute as anempress."Well," said Ellen, one night, as this con-versation took place in the play-room, "Imust own I should like to live at Barbadoesfor one thing-I should like to set all theslaves at liberty, and dress their littlechildren, and make all happy; as to all theother good things and grand things, I reallythink we have quite sufficient of them athome; for I suppose there are no morebooks nor charities in your country thanours, Matilda; and surely there can be nogreater pleasure in this world, than readingthe 'Parent's Assistant,' and giving clothesand food to poor children when they arereally hungry and starving ?""Certainly not," cried Charles; "dependupon it, Ellen, England is the finest land inthe world; and though I should like to seeoranges and pine-apples grow, I confess, andthe poor slaves at their merry meeting, alldancing away, with their woolly heads andwhite teeth, as happy as princes, yet, dependupon it, there is nothing else half so beau-tiful as with us. England is unquestionably

THE BARBADOES GIRL.45the most beautiful, excellent, rich, delightfulcountry upon the globe."As Charles spoke, he fixed his eyes uponEdmund; for although the ardour of hisspirits rendered him a great dealer in posi-tive assertions, he was yet so conscious ofhis inferiority in knowledge to his eldestbrother, that he seldom felt satisfied withthem, unless they were stamped by hisbrother's approbation.Edmund, in answer to his appealing eye,said-" I am as well convinced as you canbe, Charles, that England combines moreadvantages than any other country, and thatwe either have in ourselves, or obtain fromother countries, whatever is most worthy ofpossession; and the two good things whichEllen considers the greatest pleasures of ex-istence, are undoubtedly to be had here inperfection; but I must own I should like tosee Barbadoes prodigiously, for a propertywhich none of you have yet mentioned."" What, have not I mentioned it ?" saidMatilda."No, Matilda; you have been so muchtaken up with fine veraqis, grand dinners,kneeling slaves, luxuriouS palanquins, orangegroves, and delicious sweetmeats, that youhave never once boasted of your pure air,and the glories of your evening sky, where

46 THE BARBADOES GIRL.all the planets shine with such a glowinglustre, that, Mr. Edwards tells us, Venus isthere a kind of moon, in the light she shedsupon the earth, and those stars which arescarcely to be discerned here, are beheld inthat enchanting air as bright as the stars ofOrion with us."" Well," cried Charles, " that must all bebecause Barbadqes, and the other West Indiaislands, are so much nearer the sun, and Icannot say I have any desire to be in such ahot neighbourhood."" No, Charles, that is not the reason; foralthough it is the fact, yet you cannot sup-pose that their difference can be perceptible,in that respect, to those heavenly bodies whichappear to resemble only diamond sparks,from their immense distance. The brilliancyof which I speak arises from the greaterpurity of the air: we frequently see objectshere through a kind of veil, which, thoughtoo thin to be, perceptible, has yet its effectupon all objects: in some cases it alters, orrather bestows, a colour which does notproperly belong to them; frequently impairstheir form and b ity, but sometimes addsto their sublimity, and invests them with im-posing greatness, proportioned to the obscu-rity with which they are enveloped."" I don't understand all that Edmund says,"

THE BARBADOES GIRL.47observed Ellen, "but I should be glad tcknow whether something is not the matterwith the sun when it looks copper-colourlike the lid of a stewpan ;. because in summer-time, I remember, when we were out in thefields, it used to be bright golden yellow, soglorious and full of shine, as it were, thatlooking at it, even for a moment, made myeyes ache, and thousands of black and greenspots to come into them."" My dear Ellen, though you did not un-derstand all the words I used, it is yet plainyou did comprehend the sense, as you havebrought forward an example of this effect ofthe atmosphere, which we all witness everyday; the fogs and exhalations through whichwe view the sun are the cause of that dingyappearance you remark: and even in thesummer-time, as the sun descends, you mayperceive he becomes more and more red anddark as he approaches the horizon. I havetherefore no doubt but the veil, or vapourysubstance, of which I speak, is but a littledistance from the earth; for I observe, thatas the sun rises into the heavens, he growsmore brilliant from surmounting this veil.""Did you find this out of yourself, Ed-mund ?""I noticed it one day to papa, aad he ex-plained it; he told me, too, that all the beau-

48 TEE 'BARBADOES GIRL.tiful variety of colours which we observe inthe setting sun must be imputed to thiscause; he taught me at the same time todistinguish shadows in the water by reflec-tion, and those which are refracted, and manyother things, which rendered me much moredelighted with the country than I had everbeet before, and more fond of dear papa fortaking the trouble to inform me."" Well then," said Ellen, "when we godown to Richmond next summer, you mustexplain every thing to us, and we will loveyou better than ever, dear Edmund; and Iwill say the Ode to Eton College to you inmy very best manner; perhaps Matilda willbe able to say it before then, aid -""Go on, Ellen.""I want to know-we want to know whatit means in that poem, where it says,'Grateful Science still adoresHer Henry's holy shade.'What is a holy shade, Edmund ?"'"It is a poetical expression, my dear,meaning that we of the present day aregrateful to the founder, Henry the Sixth,who was a religious, and probably a learnedman, although very unfortunate as a king.""Oh,"sried Ellen, "I remember all abouthim; he was deposed by Edward the Fourth,

THE BARBADOES GIRL.49whose two sons were afterwards murderedin the Tower by their wicked uncle, Richardthe Third.""I remember that," said Matilda, timidly,yet with that kind of pleasure which indi-cated a sense of approaching her superior inknowledge, and being sensible that this wasthe only kind of superiority worth possessing.Scarcely, however, had she spoken, whenCharles, throwing himself into a theatricalattitude, exclaimed-" Ay! but do you re-member the man that looked like him-tothis same Henry, 'TWho drew Priam's cur-tains in the dead of night, and would have toldhim half his Troy was burnt?'""No, indeed," said both the girls, staring.Charles burst into a loud laugh at theirin-nocent surprise at his violent gesticulationand grimace."I know what you mean," said Ellen,rather poutingly; " yes, I know it very well,though I don't choose to talk about thingsof that kind, because I have always beentold that none but ignorant and foolish peo-ple did so.""But I entreat you," said Charles, "-totell me what you think I mean, for I amsure you surprise me now as much as I didyou.""Why, I suppose Henry's holy shadeVI 4

50 THE BARBADOES GIRL.means spirit, and it was that which drewPriam's curtains in the dead of night, (orwhich he thought did,) though it was prob-ably only the housemaid."Again Charles burst into an immoderatefit of laughter, exclaiming-" Iousemaid!admirable 1 upon my word, Ellen, you havefound a personage in the old king's estab-lishment Homer never thought of.""I never read Homer," said Ellen, simply."No, child, you need not tell us that,"continued Charles, most provokingly con-tinuing to laugh, until poor Ellen was com-pletely disconcerted, and looked in the faceof Edmund with such an appealing air, thathe assumed a look of much more serious re-monstrance than was usual as he thus ad-dressed his brother-"You may laugh aslong as you please, sir, but your whole con-duct in this affair has shown so much lessknowledge, as well as good sense, than Ellenherself has displayed, that really I shouldnot wonder if a moment's recollection madeyou cry as heartily as you now laugh.""Indeed " said Charles, suddenly stop-ping."Yes, indeed! In the first place, therecan be surely no doubt but you and I haveread a great deal more than the girls, andX could at any time: puzzle and distress them

THE 'BARBADOES GIRL.51by various quotations; but when they makeinquiries to increase their own stock ofknowledge, it is our duty, and ought to beour pleasure, to give them information, notconfusion, which you evidently intended todo; besides, it is rude, almost inhuman, tooppress any person, even by the possessionof that which is in itself praiseworthy; andas the end of all conversation is, or ought tobe, improvement, a person who in any man-ner checks the spirit of inquiry and free dis-cussion, hinders that end. We all knowthat English history is all that Ellen hasdipped into, and in the little she presumed toutter on the subject, she was perfectly cor-rect; whereas you, in your exhibition ofmore reading, made a palpable error, sinceHomer names maids repeatedly as belongingto the palace, and we cannot doubt theirbeing employed as our housemaids are, sincetheir offices are often particularized.""A mighty piece of work, truly," saidCharles, " for just quoting two lines of Shaks-peare !"" No, no, Charles, 'tis not for the: quota-tion, but the manner, and you cannot butsee yourself how erroneous an idea was takenup in consequence; how often does papa saypeople can never be too plain and simple,too downright and unequivocal, in their ex-

52 THIE BARBADOES GIRL.planations to children, otherwise they plantwords rather than ideas in their minds, andcreate a confusion which it may take manya year of after-thought to unravel ?""I was very foolish," said Charles, lookingat Ellen with the air of one that wonderedhow it had been possible to give pain to thatlittle gentle heart, which sought only to be-stow pleasure on all around it. He wasabout to speak, but before he had time, hisfond sister had read his heart, and throwingher arms around his neck, she exclaimed-" I know you meant nothing, dear Charles;no, I know you didn't; only you are so fondof being funny."The eyes of Charles did indeed now twin-kle with a tear; and Matilda, who was quickto.discern, and acute in all her feelings, wasmuch affected. When they retired, she re-volved all the conversation in her mind;she saw clearly that virtue and knowledgewere the only passports to happiness; andthe remembrance of her mother's desire toteach her various things, which she hadeither shunned from idleness, or rejectedwith insolence and ill-humour, rose to hermind; and the unhappy indulgence of herfather appeared to her in far different coloursto what she had ever beheld it. She becamefrequently disturbed, and full of painful re-

THE BARBADOES GIRL.53flection; yet she evidently took much painsin attaining knowledge of the task assignedher, and in conquering those risings of tem-pei which were become inherent in hermind. Notwithstanding her frequent fits ofabstraction, in which it was evident somegreat grief was uppermost in her mind, yet, asher nature led her to be communicative, andshe was never subject to be sullen, the familydid not press her to reveal her trouble, think-ing that at the proper time she would reposeconfidence in them; and accordingly, as shesat one day alone with Mrs. Harewood, the fol-lowing conversation took place between them.CHAPTER VI.MATILDA, after a long silence, in which shewas endeavouring, but in vain, to arrangeher ideas and calm the incessant beating ofher heart, said, timidly and abruptly, withher eyes fixed on the carpet-" Do you think,ma'am, that if Ellen had ever been very,very naughty and saucy to you, who are sogood to her, that you could ever really inyour heart forgive her ?"" I certainly should consider it my duty

64 THE BARBAIDOES GIRL.to punish her for her disobedience, by with-holding my usual expressions of love andmy general indulgences from her; but Ishould undoubtedly forgive her, because, inthe first place, God has commanded me toforgive all trespasses, and in the second, myheart would be drawn naturally towards myown child.""But surely, dear Mrs. IHarewood, it isworse for an own child to behave ill to aparent than any other person ?""Undoubtedly, my dear, for it unites the*crime of ingratitude to that of disobedience;besides, it is cruel and unnatural to be guiltyof insolence and hard-heartedness towardsthe hand which has reared and fostered usall our lives-which has loved us in despiteof our faults-watched over our infancy-instructed our childhood-nursed us in sick-ness, and prayed for us before we could prayfor ourselves.""My mamma has done all this for me athousand times," cried Matilda, bursting intotears of bitter contrition, which, for sometime, Mrs. Harewood suffered to flow un-restrained; at length she checked herself,but it was only to vent her sorrow by self-accusation-" Oh, ma'am you cannot thinkhow very ill I have behaved to my dear,dear mother-I have been saucy to her, and

THE BARBADOES GIRL.65bad to every body about me; many a timehave I vexed her on purpose; and whenshe scolded me, I was so pert and disobe-dient-you can form no idea how bad I was.If she spoke ever so gently to me, I used totell my papa she had been scolding me, andthen he would' blame her and justify me;and many a time I have heard deep sighs,that seemed to come from the very bottomof her heart, and the tears would stand inher sweet eyes as she looked at me. Oh,wicked, wicked child that I was, to grievesuch a good mamma! and now we are partedsuch a long, long way, and I cannot beg herpardon-I cannot show her that I am tryingto be good.; perhaps she may die, as poorpapa did, and I shall never, never see hermore."The agonies of the repentant girl, as thisafflictive thought came over her mind, aroseto desperation; and Mrs. Harewood, whofelt much for her, endeavoured to bestowsome comfort upon her; but poor Matilda,who was ever violent, even in her betterfeelings, could not, for a long time, listen tothe kind voice of her consoler-she couldonly repeat her own faults, recapitulate allthe crimes she had been guilty of, and dis-play, in all their native hideousness, suchtraits of ill-humour, petulance, ungovernable

56 THE BARBADOES GIRL.fury, outrageous passion, and vile revenge, asare the natural offspring of the human heart,when its bad propensities are matured byindulgence, particularly in those warmcountries, where the mind partakes thenature of the soil, and slavery in one race ofbeings gives power to all the bad passionsof another.At length the storm of anguish so far gaveway, that Mrs. Harewood was able to com-mand her attention, and she seized thisprecious season of penitence and humility toimprint the leading truths of Christianity,and those plain and invaluable doctrineswhich are deducible from them, and evidentto the capacity of any sensible child, withoutleading from the more immediate object ofher anxiety; as Mrs. Harewood very justlyconcluded, that if she saw her error as achild, and could be brought to conquer herfaults as such, it would include every virtueto be expected at her time of life, and wouldlay the foundation of all those which we es-timate in the female character."Oh," cried Matilda, sobbing, "if I couldkneel at her feet, if I could humble myselflower than the lowest negro to my dearmamma, and once hear her say she forgaveme, I could be comforted; but I do notlike to, be comforted without this; I am

THE BARBADOES GIRL.57angry at myself, and I ought to be an-gry.""But, my dear little girl," replied Mrs.Harewood, "though you cannot thus humbleyourself in your body, yet you are consciousthat you are humbled in your mind, andthat your penitence will render you guardedfor the time to come; and let it be yourconsolation to know, though your motheris absent, the ears of your heavenly Fatherare ever open to your sorrows; and that,if you lament your sins to him, he willassuredly accept your repentance, and dis-pose the heart of your dear mother to ac-cept it also. I sincerely pity you, not asheretofore, for your folly, but for your sor-row; and in order to enable you to compre-hend what I mean by repenting before God,I will compose you a short prayer, whichwill both express your feelings, and remindyou of your duty towards yourself and yourmother."Matilda received this act of kindness fromher good friend with real gratitude; andwhen she had committed it to memory, andadopted it in addressing Almighty God, shefound her spirits revive, with the hope thatshe should one day prove worthy of thatkind parent, whom, when she lived withher, she was too apt to slight and disobey.F

58 THE BARBADOES GIRL.As her judgment became more enlightened,she saw more clearly into the errors of herpast education, and became perfectly awarethat the love of her too-indulgent father hadbeen productive of innumerable pains, aswell as faults. She found herself muchmore happy now than she had ever been inher life; yet she had never so few in-dulgences-she had no slaves to wait on her,no little black children to execute her com-mands and submit to her temper; she wasnot coaxed to the dainties of -a luxurioustable, nor had costly clothes spread beforeher to court her choice, nor any foolishfriend to repeat all she said, as if she were aprodigy of wit and talent; and all thesethings, she well remembered, were accordedto her as a kind of inheritance 'in Bar-badoes; but, along with them, she remem-bered having violent passions, in which shecommitted excesses, for which she after-wards felt keen remorse, because she sawhow they wounded her mother, and shamedeven her doting father-ill-humour and lowspirits, that rendered every thing irksome toher, and many pains and fevers, from whichshe was now entirely free; and she found,in the conversation, books, and instructionsof her young friends, amusement to whichnothing she had enjoyed before would Bear

THE BARBADOES GIBL.69comparison; for what in life is so delightfulas knowledge, except the sense of havingperformed some particular benefit to ourfellow-creatures ?CHAPTER VIIIT will be readily supposed that, with thehopes now entertained of Matilda's conduct,Mrs. Harewood did not hesitate to providethe governess we have spoken of, and ac-cordingly Miss Campbell. was soon estab-lished in the family.She found Matilda rapid in her ideas,persevering in her pursuits, but prone toresentment on every trifling occasion, andstill subject to finding herself cause for re-pentance. On these occasions Miss Camp-bell conducted herself with composure anddignity, as if she considered a petulant childbelow the notice of a sensible woman: bythis means the pride of the culprit washumbled; she was taught to retread herfirst steps, and perceive that she was an in-significant being, obliged to the suffrage ofher friends, and only capable of being valu-aglj in proportion to her docility andaa ble conduct.

60 THE BARBADOES GIRL.Mrs. Harewood had been accustomed togive her children the treat of a ball atChristmas; but on this year she put it offuntil midsummer, partly because she wasafraid, in so large a party, and with suchvarious dispositions, Matilda might not beable to conduct herself with perfect pro-riety during a whole evening, and partlyecause she wished her to learn to dance;for although this was, in her eyes, a verysecondary accomplishment, when comparedto solid knowledge, yet, as a healthful andinnocent amusement, and called for in orderto form the person in that station of life inwhich Matilda was likely to move, she de-sired to see her acquire at least as much ofit as would preserve her from the appear-ance of awkwardness. It was an object ofanxiety with this truly maternal friend tosave her from all unnecessary mortification,at the same time she earnestly desired to seeher tractable, humble, and gentle.Time now passed away pleasantly, for allwere occupied, and therefore happy: theidle are subject to many errors, and there-fore many sorrows, from which the busy areexempt.The good governess studied the temperand disposition of her pupils, and drew temfdrth in the happiest manner; not by a-

THE BARBADOES GIRL.61king exhibitions of their attainments toothers, but by showing them what wasnecessary to themselves for their improve-ment. She considered the work of educa-tion as sowing good seed, which shall springup with vigour in advancing life, in propor-tion to the depth of the soil and its prepara-tion for receiving it.Whilst Miss Campbell inculcated thosebranches of polite learning which give agrace to virtue, she was still more desirousof inculcating virtue itself, by grafting it onreligious principle, and that "fear of God,which is the beginning of wisdom."The children of Mrs. Harewood had beentaught, from their earliest days, that pru-dence and charity must go hand in hand;but it remained for Miss Campbell to im-press this salutary truth on the mind ofMatilda, who was naturally very generous,but debased that feeling by ostentation, andever sought to indulge it with a vain andhurtful profusion, until she became en-lightened by her young preceptress, wholikewise, in many other points, regulatedthose desires in her pupils which blend goodand evil, and require a firm and delicatemanagement. She was very solicitous toreair them active, both personally andmlally, knowing that the health of both

62 THE BARBADOES GIRL.body and mind depends upon their due ex-ercise, and that a taste for study is yet per-fectly compatible with those various exer-tions to which the duties of a woman alwayscall ,her, in whatever sphere she may haveoccasion to move,Miss Campbell wished to save her pupilsalike from that perpetual fidgetiness, whichrenders so many females unable to amusethemselves for a single hour, unless theirhands, feet, and tongue are employed, andthat pertinacious love of reading, which ren-ders them utterly unable to enter into thecommon claims of society, while a new storyis perused, or a new study developed; sheconsidered these errors as diseases in the.mental habit it was her duty to prevent oreradicate, since they must be ever inconsist-ent with general duty and individual happi-ness.Time passed-the vacation arrived, and.the young people had the pleasure of allmeeting again. Matilda was nearly as gladas Ellen to see Edmund and Charles, who,on their own parts, were much improved,and delighted to find the girls so. Matildawas in every respect altered, and althoughshe had not Ellen's sweetness of temper, yetshe had greatly conquered her propensittopassion, was very obliging in her geoal

THE BARBADOES GIRL.63;manners, and considerate to her inferiors,and attached to Ellen, her governess, and Mr:and Mrs. Harewood, with a tenderness andgratitude that was very amiable and evenaffecting.CHAPTER VIII.ONE day, when Edmund and Charles hadbeen at home about a week, the latter raneagerly into the sitting-parlour, crying out"Oh, mamma there is Betty's sister downstairs, with the poor little twins in her arms,which were born just when Matilda came;they have short frocks now, but I perceivethey have no shoes: suppose we young onessubscribe, and buy them some, poor things!there is my eighteen-penny piece for shoes,mamma-shoes, and hats too, if we can raisemoney enough."Mrs. Harewood could not help smiling atCharles's eagerness, as she remembered theuseful mortification he had experienced thelast time his charity was called upon; andas she took up the money, she observedto him-"I am glad to see this, Charles; itis a proof you are more provident than youusedto be; and, with your propensity to

64 THE BARBADOES GIRL.spending, it requires no little effort to save,in a large school, where there are alwaysmany temptations. I think your proposal isa very good one; and whilst I am collectingthe money, pray step down stairs, and tell-Betty to bring up the little innocents-weshall all be glad to see them."Charles flew out of the room, and in lessthan a minute returned with the mother,carrying a babe in each arm. She was avery decent woman, the widow of a soldier,who died before his poor children were born;she now endeavoured to maintain herselfand them by taking in washing, togetherwith the pay of the parish, which, althoughsmall, she received very thankfully, andmanaged very carefully."Look, mamma! what pretty little feetthey have," cried Ellen; " I am sure Charleswas a good boy to think about shoes forthem-was it not very kind of him, Matilda ?because you know little boys seldom lovelittle babies so much as girls do."Matilda answered " yes," mechanically, forher mind was abstracted, and affected by theremembrance this scene was calculated to in-spire. Mrs. Harewood, feeling for her evi-dent embarrassment, sent the poor womandown stairs to take some refreshment, andthen laid a three-shilling piece, as her wn

THE BARBADOES GIRL.65share of the contribution, besides Charles'ssubscription on the table.Edmund laid a shilling on the table, say-ing-" If more is wanted, I will give youanother with great pleasure: I hope, mamma,you know that I will ?"" Yes, Edmund, I do know that you willdo any thing in your power, for you are reg-ular and prudent, as well as a kind-heartedboy, and therefore have always got some-thing to spare for the wants of others; I per-ceive, too, that you have the good sense toexamine the nature of the claim made uponyou, and that you give accordingly; you areaware, and I wish all the young ones to beso likewise, that this, although an act ofcharity, is not called for by any immediatedistress; it is not one of those cases whichwring the heart and drain the purse, for thepoor woman is' neither unprovided withlodgings nor food, and we ought always tokeep something for the sake of sufferers ofthat description: I wish you, children, to befree and liberal, for we are told in the scrip-tures that 'God loveth a cheerful giver;'but, in order to render you also frequentgivers, you must be prudent ones.""I have only one shilling in the world,"said Ellen, laying it on the table." Then sixpence is as much as you ought5

66 THE BARBADOES GIRL.to give," said Mrs. Harewood, giving her asixpence in change, when, observing thatshe took it with an air of reluctance,she said-" My dear Ellen, be satisfied;you are a little girl, and have not halfyour brother's allowance, you know-it issufficient."While this was passing, Matilda had beenfumbling in her pocket, and blushing exces-sively; her mind was full of painful recollec-tions, yet fraught with gleams of satisfaction;but she wished very much to do two verycontrary things, and whilst she still hesitated,Miss Campbell said-" Here is another six-pence, ma'am, which I will take, and giveyou an eighteen-pence, as I wish to give youa shilling, with Edmund's proviso.""But," said Matilda, with a mixture ofeagerness and hesitation, "then there willbe no change for me, and r wish to give thesame as Ellen; don't I want change, ma'am ?I-I believe I do."There was, in this confusion, and the blushwhich deepened in her cheek, a somethingwhich showed Mrs. Harewood a great dealof what was passing in the mind of this self-convicted, but compassionate and ingenuousgirl. Mrs. Harewood took her shilling, andreturned her sixpence, which she evidentlyreceived with pain, but an effort to smile,

THE BARBADOES GIRL."/67as Ellen had done, in return for the smileof her mamma.After a short pause, Mrs. Harewood said-" Well, Matilda, your delicacy is now sat-isfied-you have not affected any displayof humanity, or ostentatious exhibition ofwealth, in order to humble your youngfriends; but I perceive your heart is not sat-isfied; that heart is really interested in thesebabes, and, conscious that it is in your powerto do more, you are mortified at stoppingshort of your own wishes and their wants.""Oh dear,- maam," replied Matilda, " youhave read all the thoughts of my heart, (atleast all but one,) and if you think it right,and Ellen will not think me proud, I will-indeed be very glad if you will accept acrown for my subscription." I shall receive it with pleasure; and Ican venture to assure you, that my childrenwill neither feel envy, anger, nor any otheremotion, except joy, at seeing the little ob-jects of their care benefited, and you happy;for they have been taught only to value suchactions, according to the motive in one party,and their usefulness to the other: but, Ma-tilda, if it is not a very great secret, I shouldbe glad to know what that one other thoughtin your heart was, which I did not guess,upon this occasion ?"

%608 TTHE BARBADOES GIRL.Matilda did not find this question so easyof reply as Mrs. Harewood had expected itto be; she blushed and hung down her head;but, on perceiving that Mrs. Harewood wasgoing to release her from all necessity ofreply, she struggled to conquer what shedeemed a weakness in herself, and answeredthus-" Why, my dear madam, I was think-ing what a little proud, stubborn, ill-behavedgirl I was, at the time when these twins wereborn, and we first made a subscription forthis poor woman; I remembered, too, howmiserable I was, and altogether how much Ihad to lament, and I felt as if I could liketo do something, to prove how thankful Iam to God for bringing me into a family likeyours, where every day of my life I maylearn something good, and where I havebeen a great deal more happy than ever Iwas before, even in the house with my ownparents."Matilda stopped a moment, as if shethought her confession had perhaps infringedon her duty; but recollecting that all herpast sorrow had been laid to the properaccount, which was her own bad temper andpride, she again proceeded in it."When I thought on these things, I cameclose up to you; but my heart beat so quick,I could not speak, or else I had a guinea in

THIE BARBADOES GIRL.69my hand, the last my dear mamma gave me,and I wished very much to give you that;but then the memory of my foolish pride,the last time, came again into my mind-Ibecame ashamed, and determined in allthings to be guided by Ellen, who is almosta year older than I, and a great deal better.""No, no-not better," said Ellen, warmly;and even her brothers, who loved her verydearly, struck with the same admiration ofMatilda's frankness and generosity, ex-claimed-"You are as good as Ellen now,Matilda-indeed you are 1"Mrs. Harewood, tenderly kissing her, as-sured her of her approbation, saying-"Allyou have said, my dear, tends decidedly toprove that your mind is indeed properlyimpressed with your duty both towards Godand man, and that you have the most sinceredesire to conquer those faults which youhave already greatly amended; therefore Iam determined to permit you to exerciseyour benevolence, in the most extensivemanner that your heart could wish, knowing,as I do, that your fortune is fully equal to anyact of charity, and that your good mammawill not fail to approve of it.""Thank you, thank you, dear Mrs. Hare-wood! oh, you are my English mother, andI love you much more than any other per-

70 THE BARBADOES GIRL.son in the world, except my Barbadoesmamma."The children eagerly crowded round theirmother's chair, to hear what the good newswas, which promised to benefit Sally, andmake Matilda happy." I know," said Mrs. Harewood, "that thepurchase of a mangle would set up the poorwoman in her profession as a washerwoman,and enable her to earn at least ten shillingsa-week more. It was my intention to pur-chase one for her myself at Christmas; butI could not do it before, as my charity-pursehas been very much run upon lately. WhenMr. Harewood comes in, I will ask for themoney, and to-morrow we will all go in thecoach, and see Matilda purchase it: but, mydear girl, suppose you just step and informthe poor woman of your intention, which Iam certain you had rather do without wit-nesses; it will not only increase her pleasure,but enable her to prepare her apartment forsuch a noble and useful piece of furniture."Matilda left the room, but returned almostimmediately."You have been very quick," said Ellen,in rather a murmuring voice; "I wantedto know what she said and how she lookedwhen you told her the good news."I did not speak to her myself-I com-

THE BARBADOES GIRL.71missioned Zebby to do it, for I knew itwould give her quite as much pleasure as thepoor woman herself could receive; andsurely she has a right to receive every goodI can bestow; as a slight atonement for thepain I have so very frequently given her."Scarcely had Matilda given this proof ofconsideration and amiable feeling, when Sallyand Zebby rushed into the room together,followed by Betty, who was truly gratefulfor the kindness thus bestowed on her sister.Sally, with tears of joy, thanked her youngbenefactress; her words were few, but theywere those of respect and thankfulness, andshowed she was deeply sensible of the benefitshe experienced.Poor Zebby, delighted with the goodnessof her young mistress, audibly expressed herpleasure, with all the characteristic warmthof her country, and not a little proud ofthose virtues which she fancied she hadassisted to nurture.-" Oh," cried she, "disbe my own, beautiful Missy own goodness;she makee joy in her mamma heart; shemakee poor negro all tappy-singee anddancee every body; no more whip, massaBuckraman-every body delight-everybody glad-every body good Christian, whenMissy go back I"The spontaneous effusion of joy, uttered

7'2 THE BARBADOES GIRL.by this daughter of nature, affected all theparty, and the joyful bustle had not subsidedwhen Mr. Harewood entered. On beinginformed of the cause, he gave his full assent,and produced the money necessary for thepurchase of the mangle.The following day was pleasantly em-ployed in arranging the poor woman's newacquisition; and when Matilda saw hergrateful, happy countenance, and learned themanner in which the machine would beworked, and its usefulness in smoothing linen,she felt the value of a useful life, and a senseof her own importance, distinct from the idleconsequence which is the. result of vanityand pride, but perfectly compatible with theself-distrust and true humility which was nowhappily taking a deep root in her young mind.Mrs. Harewood was gratified in perceiv-ing such results of her maternal care forMatilda: still she did not relax in hervigilance; for she well knew, that alongwith corn will spring up tares in every youngmind, and that the virtue of one day doesnot exempt from the vice of another, duringthe years of early life; and there were stillmany points in which the errors of her Bar-badoes education were but too visible, andwhich called for the pruning hand of a sen-sible and pious friend.

THE BARBADOES GIRL.78CHAPTER IX.THE foolish indulgence of Mr. Hanson hadin no respect been more injurious to his onlydaughter, than in the unrestrained permissionto eat whatever she liked, and as much of itas she could swallow.On arriving at Mr. Harewood's, she foundherself at a loss for many of the sweet andrich dishes she had been accustomed to eatof at her father's luxurious table; for al-though theirs was very well served, it con-sisted generally of plain and wholesomeviands. Under these circumstances, Matildamade what she considered very poor dinners,and she endeavoured to supply her loss byprocuring sweet things and trash, through themedium of Zebby, who, in this particular,was more liable to mislead her than anyother person, because she knew to what shehad been used, having frequently waitedupon her, when the little gormandizer hadeaten the whole of any delicacy which hap-pened to be provided for the company.Mrs. Harewood took great pains to correctthis evil, especially on Ellen's account; f6ras Matilda was not covetous, she was everready to share with her only companion theG

* 74THE BARBADOES GIRL.raisins and almonds, figs, gingerbread, bis-cuits, or comfits, which she was continuallymunching; and this Mrs. Harewood had aparticular objection to, not only because it isbadfor the health, and lays the foundationfor innumerable evils in the constitution, butbecause it renders young people hateful intheir appearance, since nothing can be moreunladylike or disagreeable, than the circurn-stande of being called to speak when themouth is full, or displaying the greedinessof their appetite, by cramming betweenmeals, stealing out of a room to fill themouth in the passage, or silently moving thejaws about, and being obliged to blush withshame when caught in such disgracefultricks.In order to guard against this habit, Mrs.Harewood positively forbade her servantsfrom bringing any thing of the kind into thehouse; but poor Zebby, from habit, stillobeyed her young Missy, and, besides, shehad no idea that the enjoyments of fortunewere good for any thing else than to pamperthe appetite; so that it was a long time be-fore she could be brought to desist from sopernicious a practice. As, however, themind of Matilda 'strengthened, and shebegan to employ herself diligently in thosenew branches of education now imparted to

THE BARBADOES GIRL.75her, she insensibly became weaned from thisbad practice; and at length, inspired with asincere desire to imitate her young friends,she broke herself entirely from this disgust-ing habit, and willingly adopted, in everything, the simple wholesome fare partakenby her young friends.It was undoubtedly owing to this temper-ance that she preserved her health, and evenenjoyed it more than ever, notwithstandingthe change of climate; but, alas! the goodsense, resolution, and forbearance she thusacted with, was not followed by the humblecompanion of her voyage.The change Zebby experienced in Mr.Harewood's comfortable kitchen, from thesimple food to which, as a slave, she hadbeen accustomed in the West Indies, was stillgreater, though in an exactly contrary line,than that of her young lady. Zebby soonlearned to eat of the good roast and boiledshe sat down to, and exchanged the simplebeverage of water for porter and beer, in con-sequence of which she became much disor-dered in her health; and when Mrs. Harewoodprescribed a little necessary physic, as hermild persuasions were enforced by no threat,and the prescription appeared to the unen-lightened negro a kind of punishment shehad no inclination to endure, there was no

76 THE BARBADOES GIRL.getting her to swallow the bitter but salutarypotion.Zebby had been a long time feverish andsubject to headaches, when the circumstancementioned in the last chapter took place,which so exhilarated her spirits, that shedeclared she would be the first person whoshould use the new mangle which " herpretty Missy gives poor Sally."It is well known that the negroes arenaturally averse to bodily labour, and that,although their faithfulness and affectionrender them capable of enduring extremehardship and, many privations, yet they arerarely voluntarily industrious; and it wastherefore a proof of Zebby's real kindness,that she thus exerted herself.Unhappily, a mode 9f labour entirely newto her, and, in her present sickly state,requiring more strength than she possessed,'although, had she used it freely some timebefore, it would have done her good, wasnow too much for her, and she came homecomplaining, in doleful accents, that "poorZebby have achies all over-is sometimes sohot as Barbadoes, sometimes so cold asLondon."Mrs. Harewood was well aware that thegood-tempered negro. was seized with fever,and she sent immediately for her apothe-

THE BARBADOES GIRL.77'cary, who confirmed her fears, and pre-scribed for her; but as there was no gettingher to swallow medicine, he was obliged tobleed her, and put a blister on her head,which, however, did not prevent her frombecoming delirious for several days.Poor Zebby was, at this time, troubledwith the most distressing desire to return toBarbadoes, and all her ravings were to thispurpose; and they were naturally veryaffecting to Matilda, who never heard themwithout being a little desirous of uniting herown wishes to behold her native country,especially when she heard it coupled withthe name of that only, and now fondly-be-loved parent, from whom she was so farseparated, and her tears flowed freely \vhenshe visited the bedside of the poor African.But her sorrow increased exceedingly whenshe learned the danger in which poor Zebbystood, and found that her death was dailyexpected by all around; bitter indeed werethe tears she then shed, and she would havegiven the world to have recalled those hastyexpressions, angry blows, and capriciousactions, which had so often afflicted herhumble attendant, whose fidelity, love, hu-mility, and services, she now could fullyestimate, and whose loss she would deeplydeplore.

78 TTHE BARBADOES GIRL.Mrs. Harewood endeavoured to comforther under this affliction; by leading her toview the consolations which religion offersto the afflicted in general, and she explainedthe nature of that beneficent dispensationwhereby the learned and the ignorant, thepoor and the rich, the slave and his master,are alike brought to receive salvation as thefree gift of God, through the mediation ofour merciful Redeerner; and comforted herwith the hope, that although poor Zebby'smind was but little enlightened, and herfaith comparatively uninformed, yet as, tothe best of her knowledge, she had been de-vout and humble, resting her claims for fu-ture happiness on that corner-stone, "thegoodness of God in Christ Jesus," so therewas no reason to fear that she would notleave this world for a far better, for "ahouse not made with hands, eternal in theheavens."Matilda's mind was deeply impressed withthis holy and happy consolation, but yetshe could not help lamenting her own loss,in one whom she no longer considered herslave, and little better than a beast ofburden, but as her countrywoman, herfriend, the partaker of that precious faith bywhich alone the most wise, wealthy, andgreat, can hope to inherit the kingdom of

THE BARBADOES GIRL.79heaven; and she could not help praying forher restoration to health, with all the fer.vour of which her heart was capable; andmany a promise mingled with her prayer,that, if it pleased God to restore her, shewould never treat her ill again: and thesepromises she likewise repeated to Mrs. Hare-wood and her governess.Neither of these ladies lost the opportunitythus offered, of impressing on her mind theduties which every woman, whatever maybe her rank or situation in life, does indeedowe to those whom Providence hath placedunder her. They explained, in particular,the necessity of forbearance in point of man-ners, and of consideration in her daily em-ployments-" If," said the good mistress, "Iring the bell twice or thrice, where oncewould answer every purpose, provided Igave myself the trouble of considering whatI really wanted, I not only waste my ser-vant's time, which would supply my wants,and therefore injure myself in one sense, butI waste the strength which is her only meansof subsistence, and I awaken that vexationof temper, which, although perhaps sup-pressed before me, will yet rankle in herbosom, and probably induce her to commitsome injury on my property, which is anactual sin in her: thus my folly leads to her

80 THE BARBADOES GIRL.guilt; and the very least mischief that canaccrue is her unhappiness; for who can behappy whose temper is perpetually ruffledby the cruel thoughtlessness of those whohave the absolute disposal of their time, theirtalents, and, in a great measure, their dis-positions ?"" Depend upon it," added Miss Campbell,"that as we are assured in the Scriptures,that 'for every idle word we shall bebrought to account,' so, in a particular man-ner, must we be judged for all those idlewords and actions which have inflicted onany of our fellow-creatures pains we haveno right to bestow, or tempted them to sinsthey had no inclination to follow; the pettytyrannies of our whims, changes, and fancies-of our scoldings, complainings, peremptoryorders, and causeless contradictions, will allone day swell that awful list of sins, of whichit may be truly said, 'we cannot answer onein a thousand."'When Miss Campbell ceased speaking,Ellen, who, although not affected so vio-lently as Matilda, had yet felt much forZebby's situation, and was seriously de-sirous of profiting by all she heard, said in alow voice-" I will do every thing for my-self-I will never trouble Susan, or Betty,or any body."

THE BARBADOES GIRL.81Mrs. Harewood knew the bent of herdaughter's mind, and that although, fromthesweetness of her temper and the mild-ness of her manners, she was not likely tofall into Matilda's errors, there were othersof an opposite class, from which it wasnecessary to guard her; she therefore added-"Although consideration and kindness arecertainly the first duties to be insisted uponi our conduct, yet there are others of notless' importance. It is the place of everymistress to exact obedience to reasonablecommands and the execution of all properservices. If she does not do this, she de-serts her own station in society, defeats theintentions she was called to fulfil, and whichmade her the guide and guardian, not thecompanion and fellow-server, of her ser-vants. In abandoning them to their own dis-cretion, she lays upon them a burden which,either from ignorance or habit, they areprobably unequal to endure, since it is cer-tain that many truly respectable persons inthis class have been only so while they wereunder the controlling eye or leading mindof their superiors. Besides, all uncommonlevity, of manners, like all unbecoming free-dom in conversation, more frequently arisesfrom weakness or idleness in the parties,and ought to be guarded against in ourH 6

82 THE BARBADOES GIRL.conduct, as never failing to be degradatoryto ourselves, and very far from beneficialto those they affect to serve: it is possibleto be very friendly, yet very firm; to begentle, yet resolute, and at once a fellow-Christian and a good master to those whomProvidence hath rendered our dependants."Ellen listned to this with attention, andendeavoured -_understand and apply it;but both she and Matilda continued to paythe most affectionate attentions to poorZebby, whose disorder in a few days took a-more favourable turn than could have beenexpected, although the delirium did not im-mediately subside, but rather affected hergeneral temper, which, 'under its influence,appeared as remarkably unpleasant and tor-menting to herself and all around, as it wasformerly kind and obliging.This period was indeed trying to Matilda,who was by no means sufficiently confirmedin her virtuous resolutions, or good habits,to endure reproaches where she meritedthanks, even in a case where she was awareof deranged intellect and real affection, eitherof which ought to have led her to endurethe wild sallies and troublesome pettishnessof the suffering negro. It must however beallowed, that if she did not do all she ought,she yet did more than could have-been once

THE BARBADOES GIRL.83expected, and very greatly increased the) es-teem and approbation of her friends.Matilda, when she was not influenced bythe bodily indolence which was natural toher as a West-Indian, and which was rathera misfortune than her fault, was apt to betoo active and bustling for the stillness re--quired in a sick chamber; and whatever shedid, was done with a rapidity and noisiness,more in unison with her own ardent desireof doing good, than the actual welfare of theperson she sought to relieve; whereas Ellennever for a moment lost sight of that gentlecare. and considerate pity, which was natu-ral to a mind attuned to tenderness fromits very birth,; and many a time wouldshe say-" Hush, Matilda don't speak soloud; have a care how you shut the door,"&amp;c.One day they both happened to go in justas the nurse was going to give the patient abasin of broth-" Let me give it her," saidMatilda; "you know she always likes me togive her any thing.""Sometimes she does, when she knowsyou; but her head wanders to-day sadly.""Never mind," replied Matilda, in herhurrying manner, and taking the broth fromthe woman in such a way that the basinshook upon the plate; on which Ellen said

84 THE BARBADOES GIRL.-" Iave a-care, the broth seems very hot;indeed, too hot for Zebby to take."Matilda fancied this caution an indirectattack upon her care, and she went to thebedside immediately, and bolting up to thepatient, who was sitting, raised by pillows,she offered the broth to her, saying-" Come,Zebby, let me feed you with this nice food-it will do you good."The warm fume of the basin was offensiveto the invalid-" Me no likee brothies," saidshe; and as it was not instantly removed,she unhappily pushed away the plate, andturned the scalding contents of the basincompletely into the bosom of poor Matilda,as she reclined towards her.Shrieking with pain, and stamping withanger, Matilda instantly cried out that shewas murdered, and the wretch should beflayed alive.Ellen, shocked, terrified, and truly sorry,called out in an agony-" Mamma, dearmamma, come here this momentl poor Ma-tilda is scalded to death !"The nurse, the servants, and Mrs. Hare.wood herself,'were in a few moments withthe sufferer; and the latter, although shedespatched the footman for a surgeon, didnot for a moment neglect the assistance andrelief in her own power to bestow; she

THE BARBADOES GIRL.85scraped some white lead* into a little thickcream, and applied it with a feather all overthe scalded parts; and in a very short timethe excruciating pain was relieved, and thefire so well drawn out by it, that when thesurgeon arrived he made no change in the ap-plication, but desired it might be persisted in,and said-"He had no doubt of a cure beingspeedily obtained, if the patient were calm."During the former part of this time, Ma-tilda continued to scream incessantly, withthe air of a person whose unmerited andintolerable sufferings gave a right to vio-lence; and even when she became compara-tively easy, she yet uttered bitter complaintsagainst Zebby, as the cause of the mischief;never taking into consideration her own-share of it, nor recollecting that she actedboth thoughtlessly and stubbornly in neg-lecting the advice of Ellen; and that al-though her principal motive was the en-deavour to benefit Zebby, yet there was adeficiency in actual kindness, when sheoffered her broth it was impossible for thepoor creature to taste. Such, however, wasthe commiseration for her injury felt by allthose around her, that no one would, in themoment of her punishment, say a word that* The author has found this prescription very efficacious-in various cases of scalds.

86 THE BARBADOES GIRL.could be deemed unkind; and soothings,rather than exhortations, were all that wereuttered.At length the storm was appeased; Ma-tilda, declaring herself much easier, was laidupon the sofa, and a gentle anodyne beinggiven to her, she closed her eyes, and if shedid not sleep, she appeared in a state ofstupor, which much resembled sleep. It sohappened, that the hot liquid had, in falling,thrown many drops upon her face, whichgave her so much pain at the moment, thatshe thought she was scalded much worse thanshe really was, as did those around her; butEllen, as she watched her slumbers, nowperceived that this was a very transientinjury, and she observed to her mamma, thatshe hoped Matilda's good looks would notbe spoiled by the accident, at least that herbeauty would be restored before her mother'sarrival from the West Indies."Before that time," returned Mrs. Hare-wood, "I trust Matilda will have attainedsuch a degree of mental beauty, as wouldrender the total destruction of her personalbeauty a trifling loss, in comparison, to theeye of a thinking and good mother, such asI apprehend Mrs. Hanson to be.""But surely, mamma, it is a good thing tobe.llandsome ? I mean, if people happen to

THE BARBADOES GIRL.87be handsome, it is a pity they should losetheir beauty."" It is, my dear, to a certain degree a pity;for a pretty-face, like a pleasant prospect,gives pleasure to the beholder, and leads themind to contemplate the great Author ofbeauty in his worls, and rejoice in the per-fection every where visible in nature.. Thepossessors of beauty may, however, so oftenspare it with advantage to themselves andtheir near connections, that the loss of it,provided there is neither sickness, nor anyvery disgusting appearance, left behind, doesnot appear to me a very great misfortune.""But surely, mamma, people may be bothvery pretty and very good ?""Undoubtedly, my dear; but such are thetemptations handsome people are subject to,that they are much more frequently to bepitied than envied; yet envy from the illib-eral and malicious seldom fails to pursuethem; and when they are neither vain norarrogant, generally points them out as both.""I have often wished to be handsome,mamma, because I thought people wouldlove me if I were; but if that is the case, Imust have been mistaken, mamma.""Indeed you were, my child; personalcharms, however attractive to the eye, donot blind, or even engage the heart, unless

88 THE BARBADOES GIRL.they are accompanied by good qualities,which would have their effect, you know,without beauty-nay, even in ugly persons,when we become thoroughly acquainted withthem. Can you suppose, Ellen, that if youwere as handsome as the picture over thechimney-piece, that you would be more dearto me on that account, or that you would, inany respect, contribute more to my happi-ness ?""You would not love me better, dearmamma, but yet you would be more proudof me, I should think."" Then I must be a very weak woman tobe proud of that which implied no merit,either in you or me, and which the merestaccident might, as we perceive, destroy in amoment; but this I must add, that if, withextraordinary beauty, you -possessed suffi-cient good sense to remain as simple in yourmanners, and. as active in the pursuit ofintellectual endowments, as I hope to seeyou, then I might be proud of you, as theusual expression is; for I beg you to remem-ber that, strictly speaking, it- is wrong to beproud of-any thing.""Zebby always said that Mr. Hanson wasvery proud of Matilda-I suppose it was ofher beauty.""I suppose so too, and you could not have

THE BARBADOES GIRL.89brought forward a more decisive proof ofthe folly and sin of pride, and the inefficacyof beauty to procure love, than in the con-duct and qualities of the persons in question.Mr. Hanson's pride of his daughter's beautyrendered him blind to her faults, or averse tocorrecting them; and from his indulgence,the effect of that very beauty for which hesacrificed every real excellence, was so com-pletely impaired, that I am sure, with allyour predilection for a pretty face, you willallow that Matilda, with all those red spotsplastered with white ointment, is a thousandtimes more agreeable than Matilda withbright eyes and ruddy cheeks on her firstlanding.""Oh yes, yes !" cried Ellen; looking at herwith the tenderest affection, and relapsinginto tears, which had frequently visited hereyes since the time of the terrible accident.The opiate had now spent itself, andMatilda, giving a slight shudder, awoke, andlooked at Ellen with a kind of recollectivegaze, that recalled the events of the morning,and which was succeeded by a sense ofpain."What is the matter, Ellen? you are cry-ing-have you been scalded ?"( No," said the affectionate child, " but youhave."

90 THE BARBADOES GIRL.A confused recollection of all the particu-lars of the affair now came to Matilda's mem-ory; and as by degrees they arose on hermind, she became ashamed of the extremeimpatience she had exhibited, and surprisedthat Ellen could love and pity so much agirl whose conduct was so little likely toensure affection and respect; and althoughthe pain became every moment more trouble-some, she forbore most magnanimously tocomplain, until the changes in her complex-ion induced Mrs. Harewood to say,-" Ithink, Matilda, we had better apply the oint-ment again to your wound-you are stillsuffering from the fire, I see.""If you please, ma'am."With a light and skilful hand, Mrs. Hare-wood again touched the wounds, and imme-diate ease followed; but ere she had finishedher tender operation, Matilda caught thatkind hand, and, pressing it fondly to her lips,bathed it with her tears; they were those ofgratitude and contrition." I fear you are in much pain still," saidher kind friend, though she partly compre-hended her feelings."Oh, no! you have given me ease; butif you had not, I would not have minded,I feared, indeed I am certain, that I be-haved very ill, quite shamefully, this morn-

THE BARBADOES GIRL.91ing; and you are so-so good to me, that-that "Matilda was choked by her sobs, and Mrs.Harewood took the opportunity of soothingher, not by praising her for virtues she hadnot exercised, but by calling upon her toshow them in her future conduct; althoughshe did so far conciliate as to say, that thesuddenness of the injury, in some meas-ure, excused the violence she had mani-fested.Matilda gave a deep sigh and shook herhead, in a manner which manifested howfar this went in palliation, and was awarethat much of error remained unatoned. Sheinquired how Zebby was, and if she wassensible."She has been so ever since your acci-dent, which appeared to recall her wanderingsenses by fixing them to one point; and asher fever is really abated, I trust she willsoon be better."Matilda hastily sprang from the sofa, andthough in doing so she necessarily greatlyincreased the pain under which she laboured,yet she suppressed all complaint, and hurriedforward to Zebby's room, followed by Mrs.Harewood and Ellen; the former of whomwas extremely desirous at once to permither to ease her heart, and yet to prevent her

92 THE BARBADOES GIRL.from injuring herself, by adding to the in-flammation of her wound.It was a truly affecting spectacle to beholdMatilda soothing and comforting the poorblack woman, who had not for a momentceased to reproach herself, since the screamsof the young lady had brought her to hersenses, and her invectives to the knowledgeof her own share in the transaction. It wasin vain that the nurse and the servants ofMrs. Harewood had endeavoured to recon-cile her, by the repeated assurance, that letthe young lady say what she pleased, yet noharm could reach her: that in old England,every servant had law and justice as muchon their side as their master could have.This was no consolation to the faithfulnegro, who appeared rather to desire evenunmerited punishment than seek for excuse;she incessantly upbraided herself for havingkilled pretty Missy, and breaking the heartof her good mistress; and when she beheldthe plastered face of Matilda, these self-re-proaches increased to the most distressingdegree, and threatened a complete relapse tothe disorder she had yet hardly escaped from."You could not help it, Zebby; it was allan accident, and ought to be chiefly attrib.uted to my own foolislness," said Matilda." Oh, no! it was me bad and foolish:

TIHE BARBADOES GIRL.93Missy, me naughty, same you used to be-pushee here and pushee there, in bad pets--it was all me-breaky heart of poor Missis-she comee over great seas; thinkee seeyou all good and pretty as Englis lady; andden you be shocking figure, all cover withspotee-oh deary oh deary perhaps comefever, then you go to the death, you will bebury in dark hole, and mamma never, neversee you again."The desponding tones of this speech wentfar beyond its words, and Matilda combiningwith it the caution she had heard the medicalgentleman make respecting fever, and thefirst exclamation of Ellen, that-" Matildawas scalded to death," induced her to sup-pose that there was really danger in hercase; and after repeatedly assuring Zebby ofher entire forgiveness and regard, she re-turned to the apartment she had quitted,with a slow step, and an air of awe and so-lemnity, such as her friends had never wit-nessed before.After Matilda had lain down on the sofasome minutes, she desired Ellen to get hermaterials for writing, but soon found thatthe pain in her breast rendered it impossiblefor her to execute her design."I will write for you," said Ellen." That won't do-I wanted, with my own

94 THE BARBADOES GIRL.hand, to assure dear mamma that poor Zebbywas not to blame, nor any body else."" My dear," said Mrs. Harewood, " we cando that by and by, when your mamma comesover.""But if, ma'am-if I should die ?"Mrs. Harewood could scarcely forbear aninward smile, but she answered her withseriousness, and did not lose the opportunityof imprinting upon her mind many salutarytruths connected with her present situation,not forgetting to impress strongly the ne-cessity which every Christian has of beingever ready to obey that awful summons,which may be expected at any hour, andfrom which there is no appeal; but she con-cluded by an assurance that in a few daysthe present disorder would be completelyremoved, in case she guarded her own tem-per from impetuosity, and observed the regi-men prescribed to her.When Matilda's fears oh this most import-ant point were subsided, she adverted to herface, but it was only to inquire whether itwas likely to be well before her mothercame, she.being naturally and properly de-sirous of saving her dear parent from anypain which could arise from her appearance;and when her fears on this head were like-wise relieved, she became more composed in

THE BAIBADOES GIRL.95her spirits, and more anxious than ever toprove, by future good conduct, her sense ofcontrition for the past, and resolution forthe future; and although she was mostthankful for the sympathy of her friends,she never sought it by useless complainings,or aggravated her sufferings in order to wintheir pity or elicit their praise; and by herperseverance and patience, a cure was ob-tained much sooner than could have beenexpected from the nature of the accident.Zebby regularly amended, as she perceivedthe great object of her anxiety amend also;and the sense she entertained of her latedanger, the gratitude she felt for the kind-ness she had been treated with, and, aboveall, the self-denial to which she perceived heryoung lady accustomed herself, in order torecover, induced her henceforward to becometemperate in her use of food, and tractableas to the means necessary for preserving herhealth, and to perceive her duty with regardto the commands given by her young lady,to whom she was now more truly attachedthan ever: for the attachment of improvedminds goes far beyond that of ignorance.

96 THE BARBADOES GIRL.CHAPTER X.WHEN Matilda was fully recovered from thepain of her accident, her good friends hadthe satisfaction to perceive that the mostsalutary effects had arisen from the disposi-tion with which she had borne it. She hadbecome sensible how much we must all beindebted to our fellow-creatures, in any priva-tion of health and ease, and this had taughther to be humble and thankful to all whocontributed to her comfort; and from neces-sarily suppressing both her appetite and hertemper, she had gained a command of both,which she had been a stranger to before.From being unable to join in any play re-quiring personal activity, she had been ob-liged to find her amusement in reading; andas that most excellent and delightful work,"The Parent's Assistant," by Miss Edge-worth, had been presented to her just before,she made herself completely mistress of thoseadmirable tales, and by conversing muchupon them with Mr. and Mrs. Harewood,with whom she usually sat, she becamedeeply imbued with all the important pre-cepts they are intended to convey, as well asthe stories they so agreeably relate.

THE BARBADOES GIRL.97One evening, when the whole family wereassembled, the disorder which had afflictedZebby became the subject of conversation;Miss Campbell observing, "that the poorwoman had undoubtedly been as nervous asany fine lady, and therefore given anotherproof in addition to the multitude whichmust affect every person of judgment andfeeling, that there was indeed no differenceof constitution, feeling, or character, betweenwhite people and black ones, when theywere placed in similar circumstances."" Certainly not," said Mr. Harewood, " andin a short time this doctrine will be morefully proved by the emancipation of all theblacks, who will, I trust, become diligent ser-vants and happy householders, no longer theslaves of tyrants, but the servants of uprightmasters.""But I am told, mamma," said Edmund,"that the proprietors of West India prop-erty will all be ruined; people say, this willcome upon them as a retribution for pastsins; but as many of these sins were commit-ted in days that are past, and the presentinhabitants, in many instances, have behavedexceedingly well, I must own I wish sin-cerely this may not be the case. Can youtell me any thing about it ?""'They all deserve to be ruined," inter-I 7

98 THE BARBADOES GIRL.rupted Charles, "who have done such badthings as the planters do. Oh, how I wish Icould be there when all the slaves are set atlibertyI with what delight should I join intheir universal shout of joy and freedom,and in all their innocent festivals!"Edmund shook his head-" I should likethe slaves to be happy as well as you; butI don't like for any body to be ruined, es-pecially people who are so nerveless and in-active as those who have resided in warmislands; surely it is not true ?"Edmund looked again inquiringly."I am sorry to say," answered Mrs. Hare-wood, "that in many cases much sufferingmay be apprehended; but our governmentwill undoubtedly soften every evil to theinhabitants, as far as they can do it consistentwith their views: you know the emancipa-tion of the slaves takes place gradually, andby that means enables people to collect theirmoney, to divert the channels of their mer-chandise, or to make themselves friends ofthose who have hitherto been held by thearm of power only. The grand shout of amultitude restored to freedom is undoubted-ly very attractive, and enough to warm theheart of a benevolent enthusiast like Charles;but it is not advisable to set food in greatquantities before a starving man, lest he eat

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