Identifier: helenmacgregoror00barl (find matches)
Title: Helen MacGregor; or, Conquest and sacrifice
Year: 1869 (1860s)
Authors: Barlow, C. Y., Mrs
Subjects: Children's stories, American
Publisher: Philadelphia, J.C. Garrigues & Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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, as the tears started to her eyes, never say anything tome against Helen MacGregor, for I love her, and I will not listen to it. All looked amazed to see the usually quiet Lucy thus aroused, and Mary opened her lips to reply, when she was interrupted by a knock at the door, and Helen and Nora entered. Nora looked slightly annoyed when she saw Mary sitting there; for al-though she, as well as Helen, intended becoming a teacher, yet she did not wish her first attempts atteaching the multiplication table to such a refrac-tory pupil as Tommy, commented upon by so se-vere a critic; but seeing that Helen did not seem to mind it, she too welcomed Mary cordially, and seconded Helens invitation to stay and see the school exercises. Mary, hardened as she was, could not help blushing when she spoke to Helen; but Helen seemed so utterly unconscious, and treated her so kindly, that Mary came to the conclusion that she had not suspected her ungenerous conduct, and felt very much relieved. She soon became greatly
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In bounds Helen dressed as a Highland maid. p. 205. CONQUEST AND SACRIFICE. 249 interested. Aleck came in just in time, and Tom was brought from his prison in the back room, where he had employed his time in looking through the key-hole. Lucy had whispered to Helen the cause of Tommys punishment, with the pathetic appeal, Do, dear Helen, do something with him • I can not manage him at all. Tom took his seat in the class with a rather downcast air, and turned very red, when Helen said gravely, Have you just got up, Tommy ? No, maam. Oh, then I expect you have not looked at your hair yet ; or have you forgotten to brush it ? Come here, I must brush it for you. Tommy made some show of rebellion, but Helen seemed so resolute, he thought best to submit. Now, Tommy, I must tell you, said Helen, that every time you come in school with your hair unbrushed, I shall brush it for you. Tommy walked to his seat with downcast eyes, and did not see the laughing looks that were di-rected towards him, as

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