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BIOGRAPHY. 33
and fancied that he did not feel the weight of the leaden
cushion, which dragged his coat all on one side. She was
strengthened in this belief when Mr. R , bowing as
usual, said “ Good night ; ” and when, the following morning
at breakfast, he did not mention a word about the cushion,
Fredrika got frightened, and imagined that there must
have been a hole in Mr. R——’s pocket, and that he had
lost my mother’s pincushion without observing it, in going
up-stairs. She did not know what to do to find out the
matter, and at last went up to Mr. R——, asking him
if he did not see a pincushion somewhere? “A pin-
cushion!” said Mr. R , With great difficulty trying to
keep from laughing. “ What pincushion?” It now came
to an explanation between him and Fredrika, who confessed
what she had done, wondering that he had not felt the
weight of the heavy pincushion in his pocket, saying that
there surely must be a hole in it. Mr. R went to
fetch the cushion, which he returned to Fredrika. Many
a time afterwards have we been amused when we remem-
bered this trick of Fredrika’s, and her anxiety about the
lost cushion.
Another time, amongst the many, when “ Bonne Amie”
was disputing with Mr. R——, after having finished their
game at chess, Fredrika broke the cotton with which she
was knitting a stocking, took the ball, and fastened the end
of the string with a pin to Mr. R——’s coat. When he
began walking about the room, the ball was rolling after
him; but Fredrika could not understand why he kept con-
stantly walking in a circle, and always round her, so that
he entangled her feet in the cotton. It was a good while
before she became aware that Mr. R—— had observed
her trick, and wanted to punish her for it in his good-nat-
ured and jovial way.
“Bonne Amie” had promised us that at the age of fif-
teen we should be allowed to read aloud to her some good
novels in the evenings, after we had finished our lessons for
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