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Fancy I am mother, and tell me the whole story."
She took Marion's hand in hers, drew the young girl close to her, and
stroked the bonnie brown hair with a loving mother's touch.
"It's all my blame," said Marion, her voice trembling as she spoke.
"My aunt was as kind as she could be, but it was so lonely, and"--with
a smile now--"so noisy there."
"Noisy!" repeated Miss Ashton.
"Yes, ma'am; there were ghosts and rats and mice; the very house
groaned and shook, and the wind came howling down from the mountains,
and all the windows rattled."
Miss Ashton only laughed; but when Marion went on to tell the story of
her leaving the house against her aunt's wishes, she looked very
sober.
She had no knowledge of Aunt Betty's circumstances, surroundings, or
character, but she knew well the nature of country roads during a New
England winter. She thought from Marion's own account that her
homesickness had made her obstinate and unreasonable, and that her
coming away must have been a source of anxiety to her aunt, while she
was unable to prevent it.
"Marion," she said at last, "didn't you think more of yourself than of
your aunt?"
"Yes, ma'am," said Marion unhesitatingly.
"And to be selfish is always?"
"Mean. Don't say another word please, Miss Ashton."
"I am sure, Marion, in the future you will be more careful. It is such
an easy thing to wound and worry those about whom we should always be
thoughtful. If I were you, I would not let a mail go out without
carrying a note to your aunt, telling her of your safe arrival here,
and of your regrets for what has happened. It's always a noble thing
to say 'I'm sorry,' when one has done wrong."
The next mail took the following letter:--
MY DEAR AUNT,--I am going to write you to-night, to tell you two
things. One is, that I am safely back again at the academy, and
the other, that I think it was both inconsiderate and unkind for
me to leave you as I did, when I saw you thought I had better
stay with you. I am ashamed and grieved that I did not do as you
wanted me to. I hope most sincerely you will forgive me and
forget it.
I cannot easily forgive myself, and I am sure I shall never
forget all your kindness to me, or the nice time we had with the
bright warming-pan and the crisp pop-corn, or the wonderful
mountains all wrapped in their ermine mantles.
Please forgive, and love your ashamed niece,
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