I felt a deeper satisfaction
when, as I was meekly beseeching our Bridget's instruction in some
particular branch of the culinary art, that majestic female observed, as
she folded her arms and looked down on me complacently:--
"There's one thing I like better about you than I used to, miss--you do
have to wade through a great deal o' flour to larn a little plain cooking
but Job himself couldn't a' be'n no patienter." And it was indeed true
that my "Graham gems" never quite reached perfection, though they bore
with them marks of earnest and faithful endeavor.
I found new sources of interest everywhere, and in ways which I had
formerly regarded with aversion and disdain.
At the "Newtown Ladies' Charitable Sewing Society," I was elevated from
among the common stitchers and sewers, for faithfulness in service,--I
believe, though malicious fingers would point to the distortion of the
legs of little heathens' trousers--to a place on the "cutting circle."
From the cutting circle, it is needless to say, I was speedily exalted to
a presidential chair of easeful observation and general vague
superintendency.
Later, there was a revival of the "Literary Club.
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