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Rh calf into the cow-houſe; I heard her bid him do it directly, and the poor calf was almoſt frozen to death—ſhe ſpoke then in a hurry, and ſeemed angry. Now you mention it, I do recollect, replied Caroline, that ſhe was angry, when Betty did not carry the poor ſick woman the broth ſhe ordered her to take to her. But this is not like the paſſion I uſed to ſee nurſe in, when any thing vexed her. She would ſcold us, and beat the girl who waited on her. Poor little Jenny! many a time was ſhe beaten, when we vexed nurſe; I would tell her ſhe was to blame now if I ſaw her—and I would not teaſe her any more.

I declare I cannot go to ſleep, ſaid Mary, I am afraid of Mrs. Maſon's eyes—would you think, Caroline, that ſhe who looks ſo very good-natured ſometimes, could frighten one ſo? I wiſh I were as wiſe and as good as ſhe is. The poor woman with the ſix children, whom we met on the common, ſaid ſhe was an angel, and that ſhe had ſaved her's and her children's lives. My heart is in my mouth, indeed, replied Rh