Caroline Woolmer Leakey

Once a Week (1859)

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Caroline Woolmer Leakey,  Once a Week (1859)

“ I recounted the story of my first interview with Munro, and Bessie again melted to tears. She seemed truly miserable, between a sense of duty and affection on the one side, and indecision and fear on the other. At last she exclaimed: “Do beg her to let me go!”
“Beg her! She can’t detain you: what claim has she on you?”
“Ay, tell him what? But I don’t want you: go and see how clever it is to get back a lost character!”
“Who dares to say I’ve lost my character?” cried Bessie, indignantly.
“We shall see! One doesn’t go into government to learn nothin’, I suppose?”
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Caroline Woolmer Leakey,  Once a Week (1859)

“ I advanced to the young woman, and said:
“You need not tell me you are Bessie Munro; your likeness to your father has already told me that. I am come to beg you to return to your home; both your parents are willing to forgive you: it is in your power to make them very happy again.”
“Oh, sir! I could never face them again; mother might forgive me, but father says he’ll break his gun across my shoulders if ever I darken his hut again.”
“It’s a lie!” I had cried before I could refrain: and then, to vindicate the assertion, I read Bessie her father’s note. She wept bitterly.
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Caroline Woolmer Leakey,  Once a Week (1859)

“ He drew the kerchief across his eyes, and in it I acknowledged the former feather. Then, wrapping it around his throat, as if preparing to settle for the night, he bade me leave him. This I objected to do, and told him he was tempting Providence by exposing himself to the damp of the bush.
“Rheumatics take the damp!” he said. Then, fixing a searching eye on me, he added: — “Have you ever lost a child? Then I have, and by worse than death. Leave me, and the only favour I beg is, don’t notice me when you meet me in town.”
“But how about poor Bessie? I must hear if you find her.”
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