the young lady writes: ‘I am again placed at school under the tuition of an amiable lady, so mild, so good, no one can help loving her; she treats all her scholars with such a tenderness as would win the affection of the most savage brute, thoa scarcely able to receive an impression of the kind.
I learn embroidery and geography at present, and wish your permission to learn music.
I have described one of the blessings of creation in Mrs. Rowson
She then draws a contrast between this school and that of Mr. Wyman
, that she had previously attended.
‘A bell,’ says one of her Medford
pupils, ‘was rung at five o'clock in the morning.
We then arose and learned a lesson before breakfast.
At seven o'clock the bell was rung again for prayers, and when we had assembled, Mrs. Rowson
, holding her English prayer book, walked into the room with stately tread, and while the young ladies and assistants stood around her in a circle, read the morning family prayer; we then sat down to breakfast, Mrs. Rowson
presiding at the head of one table, Mrs. Haswell
, or an assistant, occupying the corresponding seat at the head of the other.
At dinner, Mrs. Rowson
We were never allowed to go unattended beyond the limits of the grove and garden, or to pluck a flower or fruit without permission of our teachers.
Our lessons were reading, writing, geography, drawing, painting and embroidery.
Our preceptress was very attentive to our dress and manners.
If she noticed any of us sitting or standing in a stooping posture, she would immediately pronounce the name of the forgetful one and assume herself the proper attitude.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Rowson
, arrayed in a dark striped or black silk, and sometimes in a white muslin dress, entered the schoolroom and read a prayer with a clear, impressive voice, and then receiving a parting kiss from her dear pupils, bade them an affectionate good night.
On Saturday, at noon, Mrs. Rowson
was accustomed to present each pupil with a piece of paper on which was written ’