Young Folks' Treasury, Volume 3 — Mrs. Margery Two-Shoes: Of Her School, Her Ushers, Or Assistants, And Her Manner Of Teaching AND Mrs. Margery Two-Shoes: A Scene Of Distress In A School

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OF HER SCHOOL, HER USHERS, OR ASSISTANTS, AND HER MANNER OF TEACHING We have already informed the reader, that the school where she taught was that which was before kept by Mrs. Williams.

The room was very large and spacious, and as she knew that nature intended children should be always in action, she placed her different letters, or alphabets, all round the school, so that every one was obliged to get up and fetch a letter, or to spell a word when it came to their turn;

which not only kept them in health, but fixed the letters and points firmly in their minds.

II A SCENE OF DISTRESS IN A SCHOOL

It happened one day, when Mrs. Two-Shoes was diverting the children after dinner, as she usually did, with some innocent games, or entertaining and instructive stories, that a man arrived with the melancholy news of Sally Jones's father being thrown from his horse, and thought past all recovery; nay, the messenger said, that he was seemingly dying when he came away.

Poor Sally was greatly distressed, as indeed were all in the school, for she dearly loved her father, and Mrs. Two-Shoes and all her children dearly loved her.

At this instant something was heard to flap at the window, at which the children were surprised; but Mrs. Margery, knowing what it was, opened the casement, and drew in a pigeon with a letter.

As soon as he was placed upon the table, he walked up to little Sally, and dropping the letter, cried "Co, co, coo;" as much as to say, "There, read it."

"My dear Sally--God Almighty has been very merciful and restored your papa to us again, who is now so well as to be able to sit up.

I hear you are a good girl, my dear, and I hope you will never forget to praise the Lord for that his great goodness and mercy to us.

What a sad thing it would have been if your father had died, and left both you and me, and little Tommy in distress, and without a friend.

Your father sends his blessing with mine.

Be good, my dear child, and God Almighty will also bless you, whose blessing is above all things.

"I am, my dear Sally, "Your affectionate mother, "MARTHA JONES."

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