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(1868) [MARC] Author: Fredrika Bremer Translator: Emily Nonnen With: Charlotte Bremer
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978 SKETCHES.

“was I not right in saying, Who would have expected to
find so much virtue walking between two milk-pails ?”

I agreed with him that such self-sacrificing virtue was
exceedingly rare. Still, I believe that if we would take the
trouble to look for it, we should far more frequently find
instances of it amongst the classes commonly called the
uneducated, than in the atmosphere of the so-called refined
classes. The nobility of the soul, the qualities of the
heart, resemble those sweet juices of honey which the
humblest flowers of the fields conceal in their bosom;
whereas often the choicest and most wonderful plants of the
flower-beds and of the hot-houses contain venom amongst
their brilliant leaves. Art rarely educates without, at the
same time, mtseducating, and one generally loses in inner
worth what one gains in outward appearance.

It is doubtful whether we ought to ascribe to Doctor
S ’s wonderful medicines the recovery of the old woman;
or whether her own constitution and the tender care of her
mistress were not chiefly instrumental herein; but, suffice
it to say, she recovered her health completely. My friend
allows her a small annuity, which she devotes entirely to the
use of her now happy mistress and her amiable children.
She carries twice a week the milk to my friend, the Doctor,
and all that she consents to accept of him for her own ac-
count, is the cup of coffee with sugar and biscuits, which
he always has ready for her every morning when she calls.
But in return she insists upon deducting six stiver for every
can of milk which he buys of her. How they have ulti-
mately settled this important point, I do not know.

AT FORTY YEARS OF AGE.

Tne age of fifteen has been celebrated in song as life’s
rosy period, and it has been allowed to bloom up to twenty,
aye, even up to twenty-five; the age of sixty or seventy has
been honored as being the years of wisdom and of mature
virtues: 1 will sing the praise of the age of forty —the

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