CHAPTER XVIII

Visit to the School-mistress.—True and false Pride.

Their dress was soon adjusted, and the girls plucked flowers to adorn

themselves, and a nosegay to present to the school-mistress, whose garden

was but small.

They met the children just released from confinement; the swarm came

humming round Mrs. Mason, endeavouring to catch her eye, and obtain the

notice they were so proud of. The girls made their best courtesies,

blushing; and the boys hung down their heads, and kicked up the dust, in

scraping a bow of respect.

They found their mistress preparing to drink tea, to refresh herself

after the toils of the day; and, with the ease peculiar to well-bred

people, she quickly enabled them to partake of it, by giving the

tea-board a more sociable appearance.

The harvest-home was soon the subject of conversation, and the harper was

mentioned. The family pride of the Welsh, said Anna, has often diverted

me; I have frequently heard the inhabitants of a little hut, that could

scarcely be distinguished from the pig-sty, which stood in the front of

it, boast of their ancestors and despise trade. They have informed me,

that one branch of their family built the middle aisle of the church;

that another beautified the chancel, and gave the ten commandments, which

blaze there in letters of gold. Some rejoice that their forefathers

sleep in the most conspicuous tombs—and that their ashes have an

inscription to point out where they are returning to their mother earth.

And those graves, which only a little stone at the head gives consequence

to, are adorned every Sunday with flowers, or ever-greens. We perceive,

in all the various customs of men, a desire to live in the past and in

the future, if I may be allowed the expression.

Mrs. Mason then observed, that of all the species of pride which carry a

man out of himself, family pride was the most beneficial to society.

Pride of wealth produces vanity and ostentation; but that of blood seems

to inspire high notions of honour, and to banish meanness. Yet it is

productive of many ill consequences, the most obvious is, that it renders

individuals respectable to the generality, whose merit is only reflected:

and sometimes the want of this accidental advantage throws the most

shining personal virtues and abilities into obscurity. In weak minds

this pride degenerates into the most despicable folly; and the wise will

not condescend to accept of fame at second-hand, replied Anna. We ought

to be proud of our original, but we should trace it to our Heavenly

Father, who breathed into us the breath of life.—We are His children when

we try to resemble Him, when we are convinced that truth and goodness

must constitute the very essence of the soul; and that the pursuit of

them will produce happiness, when the vain distinctions of mortals will

fade away, and their pompous escutcheons moulder with more vulgar dust!

But remember, my young friends, virtue is immortal; and goodness arises

from a quick perception of truth, and actions conformable to the

conviction.

Different subjects beguiled the time, till the closing evening admonished

them to return home; and they departed reluctantly, filled with respect.

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