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382 BIOGRAPHY.
science; but this did not prevent us sinning again when
the temptation offered. Deeply repentant, as if we had
been guilty of some dark crime, we hastened always to
confess our sin to “ Bonne Amie.”
On Sundays we had permission to run about and play in
the dining-room. One day Fredrika said to us, “ Now we
shall play at theatre.” We placed some chairs along one
side of the room. “Now, Charlotte, Hedda, and Claes
must sit upon those chairs and pretend to be asleep, and I
shall run across the stage.” We did so; but, all remain-
ing silent a good while after we had heard Fredrika run
across the stage, we looked up, and exclaimed simultane-
ously, “Ah, Fredrika!” There was Fredrika standing at
the luncheon-table, swallowing as fast as she could what
my father had left on the sundry dishes.
Fredrika’s childish desire to cut things to pieces in
order to examine and experimentalize upon them, had by
this time given way to a desire to try practical jokes and
harmless tricks ; and nobody was so frequently her butt as
my brother’s tutor, the good Mr. R——. “Bonne Amie”
and Mr. R—— used often to play at chess, and fell always
to disputing during, as well as after, the game. “ Bonne
Amie” could not bear to have Mr. R—— capture the
pieces which she had exposed, and Mr. R remon-
’ strated and tried to prove that the game would never fin-
ish unless he captured all the pieces which “ Bonne Amie”
had endangered ; and after the game there were long dis-
cussions how he or she might have avoided becoming
checkmate. JF redrika availed herself of these opportu-
nities to play her tricks. One day, while Mr. R was
standing demonstrating before “Bonne Amie,” Fredrika
took a heavy leaden pincushion, belonging to my mother,
stole behind Mr. R , and dropped it quietly into one of
- the pockets of his dress-coat. His coat was drawn all on
one side, and Mr. R looked quite woful, but did not
take any notice of it. Fredrika was very much astonished,
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