FLORENCE; or, The Orphan Ward
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CHAPTER I - THE ARRIVAL.
The children of Mr. and Mrs. Bentley were watching the return of their parents very anxiously and impatiently, even more so than usual, as they had been absent for a week on a journey to Yorkshire, to fetch a young orphan niece, who was henceforward to live with them at Heathfield, and their home was to be her home. At five o'clock the carriage had been sent to the station to meet the travellers, and it was now time that it should return. "They must have lost the train," was the sentence pronounced by the three expectants ; and as it would be an hour before the next train could arrive, Frank, the eldest of the party, wisely suggested that they should find something to do to make the time appear shorter. He proposed playing a game of chess with Albert; and sister Emily, after taking another look along the road, sat down to read, and all were determined to be patient and quiet until they heard the carriage wheels.
The orphan cousin, who was coming, was, like Emily Bentley, about twelve years old, and she had lost her mother when she was six years of age, and from that time she had been the sole object of her father's care. He earnestly wished that she should be gentle and refined like her mother; but as his dear wife had always been an invalid Mr. Wreford considered ill-health the great evil to be avoided in the education of his only child, and therefore everything was secondary to the best means of making his little Florence strong in body and in mind. Her book-learning was directed by her father and her good nurse, but study was reserved for rainy days only. When the sun shone, this much fostered child was to be always out of doors, riding, driving, or running about with her dogs, or busy in the farm-yard with young calves, little pigs, and poultry, or working in her flower garden. The early loss of his wife had made the fond father unreasonably fearful of putting any restraint on his child, hence she became, as her nurse said, "as wild as a young colt."
Florence Wreford, though deprived of youthful companions, had, however, the advantage of her father's unremitting care and companionship, and though quite ignorant of girls' pursuits, she had read a great many good books before she was twelve years old; her father had taught her a little Latin and a great deal of arithmetic, and her mind was strengthened by his teachings. Her active country life made her brave and fearless—fearless even to rashness; and, except towards her father, she was deficient in reverence and obedience, which, as we shall see, made her aunt, Mrs. Bentley, rather fearful of the charge which by the terms of her brother's will had devolved upon her.
He had bequeathed his daughter to her care, with a strict injunction, that her ward should be kept in ignorance for some years of her future great wealth, that she should be educated in all respects like her cousin Emily, and be taught especially to find her happiness in doing good.
A most ample allowance was made for the maintenance of this child and the nurse who had stood in the place of a mother to her. It was also provided that Mr. and Mrs. Bentley's daughter should enjoy in common with her cousin every advantage in education that money could procure.
The game of chess was ended when the travellers drove up, and they were soon greeted in the hall by Frank, and Albert, and Emily. They and their cousin Florence shook hands in a shy, awkward manner at first; the stranger being naturally sad from her recent loss, and some anxiety about her new home, but she did not seem so dull as her cousins expected to find her. They did not know then that she had been weaned from her father's society and his love for many long months, as in his too anxious care for her health he would not allow her to remain in his sick room.
The long journey, too, from Kirkdale presented great interest to one who had never before been ten miles from home. The reviving influence of change of scene is felt by the old, and much more so by the young! Thoughts crowded into the mind of the young girl, on her arrival at Heathfield, respecting the very different kind of life she must expect to lead in her new home; but there was something cheering in the idea of finding there companions of her own age, who seemed so delighted and happy at having their papa and mamma at home again. At length Florence ventured to look round the room, and took courage to say to Emily, "that Morris, her nurse, was not coming until to-morrow, and that she hoped she would arrive safely."
The late meal was taken by the new comer in silence, and she seemed glad when bed-time arrived, and in spite of her anxiety she slept well. No sooner was she awake...
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An excerpt from:
CHAPTER I - THE ARRIVAL.
The children of Mr. and Mrs. Bentley were watching the return of their parents very anxiously and impatiently, even more so than usual, as they had been absent for a week on a journey to Yorkshire, to fetch a young orphan niece, who was henceforward to live with them at Heathfield, and their home was to be her home. At five o'clock the carriage had been sent to the station to meet the travellers, and it was now time that it should return. "They must have lost the train," was the sentence pronounced by the three expectants ; and as it would be an hour before the next train could arrive, Frank, the eldest of the party, wisely suggested that they should find something to do to make the time appear shorter. He proposed playing a game of chess with Albert; and sister Emily, after taking another look along the road, sat down to read, and all were determined to be patient and quiet until they heard the carriage wheels.
The orphan cousin, who was coming, was, like Emily Bentley, about twelve years old, and she had lost her mother when she was six years of age, and from that time she had been the sole object of her father's care. He earnestly wished that she should be gentle and refined like her mother; but as his dear wife had always been an invalid Mr. Wreford considered ill-health the great evil to be avoided in the education of his only child, and therefore everything was secondary to the best means of making his little Florence strong in body and in mind. Her book-learning was directed by her father and her good nurse, but study was reserved for rainy days only. When the sun shone, this much fostered child was to be always out of doors, riding, driving, or running about with her dogs, or busy in the farm-yard with young calves, little pigs, and poultry, or working in her flower garden. The early loss of his wife had made the fond father unreasonably fearful of putting any restraint on his child, hence she became, as her nurse said, "as wild as a young colt."
Florence Wreford, though deprived of youthful companions, had, however, the advantage of her father's unremitting care and companionship, and though quite ignorant of girls' pursuits, she had read a great many good books before she was twelve years old; her father had taught her a little Latin and a great deal of arithmetic, and her mind was strengthened by his teachings. Her active country life made her brave and fearless—fearless even to rashness; and, except towards her father, she was deficient in reverence and obedience, which, as we shall see, made her aunt, Mrs. Bentley, rather fearful of the charge which by the terms of her brother's will had devolved upon her.
He had bequeathed his daughter to her care, with a strict injunction, that her ward should be kept in ignorance for some years of her future great wealth, that she should be educated in all respects like her cousin Emily, and be taught especially to find her happiness in doing good.
A most ample allowance was made for the maintenance of this child and the nurse who had stood in the place of a mother to her. It was also provided that Mr. and Mrs. Bentley's daughter should enjoy in common with her cousin every advantage in education that money could procure.
The game of chess was ended when the travellers drove up, and they were soon greeted in the hall by Frank, and Albert, and Emily. They and their cousin Florence shook hands in a shy, awkward manner at first; the stranger being naturally sad from her recent loss, and some anxiety about her new home, but she did not seem so dull as her cousins expected to find her. They did not know then that she had been weaned from her father's society and his love for many long months, as in his too anxious care for her health he would not allow her to remain in his sick room.
The long journey, too, from Kirkdale presented great interest to one who had never before been ten miles from home. The reviving influence of change of scene is felt by the old, and much more so by the young! Thoughts crowded into the mind of the young girl, on her arrival at Heathfield, respecting the very different kind of life she must expect to lead in her new home; but there was something cheering in the idea of finding there companions of her own age, who seemed so delighted and happy at having their papa and mamma at home again. At length Florence ventured to look round the room, and took courage to say to Emily, "that Morris, her nurse, was not coming until to-morrow, and that she hoped she would arrive safely."
The late meal was taken by the new comer in silence, and she seemed glad when bed-time arrived, and in spite of her anxiety she slept well. No sooner was she awake...
FLORENCE; or, The Orphan Ward
Scanned, proofed and corrected from the original edition for your reading pleasure. It is also searchable and contains hyper-links to chapters.
***
An excerpt from:
CHAPTER I - THE ARRIVAL.
The children of Mr. and Mrs. Bentley were watching the return of their parents very anxiously and impatiently, even more so than usual, as they had been absent for a week on a journey to Yorkshire, to fetch a young orphan niece, who was henceforward to live with them at Heathfield, and their home was to be her home. At five o'clock the carriage had been sent to the station to meet the travellers, and it was now time that it should return. "They must have lost the train," was the sentence pronounced by the three expectants ; and as it would be an hour before the next train could arrive, Frank, the eldest of the party, wisely suggested that they should find something to do to make the time appear shorter. He proposed playing a game of chess with Albert; and sister Emily, after taking another look along the road, sat down to read, and all were determined to be patient and quiet until they heard the carriage wheels.
The orphan cousin, who was coming, was, like Emily Bentley, about twelve years old, and she had lost her mother when she was six years of age, and from that time she had been the sole object of her father's care. He earnestly wished that she should be gentle and refined like her mother; but as his dear wife had always been an invalid Mr. Wreford considered ill-health the great evil to be avoided in the education of his only child, and therefore everything was secondary to the best means of making his little Florence strong in body and in mind. Her book-learning was directed by her father and her good nurse, but study was reserved for rainy days only. When the sun shone, this much fostered child was to be always out of doors, riding, driving, or running about with her dogs, or busy in the farm-yard with young calves, little pigs, and poultry, or working in her flower garden. The early loss of his wife had made the fond father unreasonably fearful of putting any restraint on his child, hence she became, as her nurse said, "as wild as a young colt."
Florence Wreford, though deprived of youthful companions, had, however, the advantage of her father's unremitting care and companionship, and though quite ignorant of girls' pursuits, she had read a great many good books before she was twelve years old; her father had taught her a little Latin and a great deal of arithmetic, and her mind was strengthened by his teachings. Her active country life made her brave and fearless—fearless even to rashness; and, except towards her father, she was deficient in reverence and obedience, which, as we shall see, made her aunt, Mrs. Bentley, rather fearful of the charge which by the terms of her brother's will had devolved upon her.
He had bequeathed his daughter to her care, with a strict injunction, that her ward should be kept in ignorance for some years of her future great wealth, that she should be educated in all respects like her cousin Emily, and be taught especially to find her happiness in doing good.
A most ample allowance was made for the maintenance of this child and the nurse who had stood in the place of a mother to her. It was also provided that Mr. and Mrs. Bentley's daughter should enjoy in common with her cousin every advantage in education that money could procure.
The game of chess was ended when the travellers drove up, and they were soon greeted in the hall by Frank, and Albert, and Emily. They and their cousin Florence shook hands in a shy, awkward manner at first; the stranger being naturally sad from her recent loss, and some anxiety about her new home, but she did not seem so dull as her cousins expected to find her. They did not know then that she had been weaned from her father's society and his love for many long months, as in his too anxious care for her health he would not allow her to remain in his sick room.
The long journey, too, from Kirkdale presented great interest to one who had never before been ten miles from home. The reviving influence of change of scene is felt by the old, and much more so by the young! Thoughts crowded into the mind of the young girl, on her arrival at Heathfield, respecting the very different kind of life she must expect to lead in her new home; but there was something cheering in the idea of finding there companions of her own age, who seemed so delighted and happy at having their papa and mamma at home again. At length Florence ventured to look round the room, and took courage to say to Emily, "that Morris, her nurse, was not coming until to-morrow, and that she hoped she would arrive safely."
The late meal was taken by the new comer in silence, and she seemed glad when bed-time arrived, and in spite of her anxiety she slept well. No sooner was she awake...
***
An excerpt from:
CHAPTER I - THE ARRIVAL.
The children of Mr. and Mrs. Bentley were watching the return of their parents very anxiously and impatiently, even more so than usual, as they had been absent for a week on a journey to Yorkshire, to fetch a young orphan niece, who was henceforward to live with them at Heathfield, and their home was to be her home. At five o'clock the carriage had been sent to the station to meet the travellers, and it was now time that it should return. "They must have lost the train," was the sentence pronounced by the three expectants ; and as it would be an hour before the next train could arrive, Frank, the eldest of the party, wisely suggested that they should find something to do to make the time appear shorter. He proposed playing a game of chess with Albert; and sister Emily, after taking another look along the road, sat down to read, and all were determined to be patient and quiet until they heard the carriage wheels.
The orphan cousin, who was coming, was, like Emily Bentley, about twelve years old, and she had lost her mother when she was six years of age, and from that time she had been the sole object of her father's care. He earnestly wished that she should be gentle and refined like her mother; but as his dear wife had always been an invalid Mr. Wreford considered ill-health the great evil to be avoided in the education of his only child, and therefore everything was secondary to the best means of making his little Florence strong in body and in mind. Her book-learning was directed by her father and her good nurse, but study was reserved for rainy days only. When the sun shone, this much fostered child was to be always out of doors, riding, driving, or running about with her dogs, or busy in the farm-yard with young calves, little pigs, and poultry, or working in her flower garden. The early loss of his wife had made the fond father unreasonably fearful of putting any restraint on his child, hence she became, as her nurse said, "as wild as a young colt."
Florence Wreford, though deprived of youthful companions, had, however, the advantage of her father's unremitting care and companionship, and though quite ignorant of girls' pursuits, she had read a great many good books before she was twelve years old; her father had taught her a little Latin and a great deal of arithmetic, and her mind was strengthened by his teachings. Her active country life made her brave and fearless—fearless even to rashness; and, except towards her father, she was deficient in reverence and obedience, which, as we shall see, made her aunt, Mrs. Bentley, rather fearful of the charge which by the terms of her brother's will had devolved upon her.
He had bequeathed his daughter to her care, with a strict injunction, that her ward should be kept in ignorance for some years of her future great wealth, that she should be educated in all respects like her cousin Emily, and be taught especially to find her happiness in doing good.
A most ample allowance was made for the maintenance of this child and the nurse who had stood in the place of a mother to her. It was also provided that Mr. and Mrs. Bentley's daughter should enjoy in common with her cousin every advantage in education that money could procure.
The game of chess was ended when the travellers drove up, and they were soon greeted in the hall by Frank, and Albert, and Emily. They and their cousin Florence shook hands in a shy, awkward manner at first; the stranger being naturally sad from her recent loss, and some anxiety about her new home, but she did not seem so dull as her cousins expected to find her. They did not know then that she had been weaned from her father's society and his love for many long months, as in his too anxious care for her health he would not allow her to remain in his sick room.
The long journey, too, from Kirkdale presented great interest to one who had never before been ten miles from home. The reviving influence of change of scene is felt by the old, and much more so by the young! Thoughts crowded into the mind of the young girl, on her arrival at Heathfield, respecting the very different kind of life she must expect to lead in her new home; but there was something cheering in the idea of finding there companions of her own age, who seemed so delighted and happy at having their papa and mamma at home again. At length Florence ventured to look round the room, and took courage to say to Emily, "that Morris, her nurse, was not coming until to-morrow, and that she hoped she would arrive safely."
The late meal was taken by the new comer in silence, and she seemed glad when bed-time arrived, and in spite of her anxiety she slept well. No sooner was she awake...
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| BN ID: | 2940013572188 |
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| Publisher: | Leila's Books |
| Publication date: | 06/11/2011 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 548 KB |
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