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A New England Girlhood, Outlined from Memory (Beverly, MA)
·
Lucy Larcom
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We
speak
with
awed
tenderness
of
our
unseen
guardian
angels,
but
have
we
not
all
had
our
guiding
angels,
who
came
to
us
in
visible
form,
and,
recognized
or
unknown,
kept
beside
us
on
our
difficult
path
until
they
had
done
for
us
all
they
could?
It
seems
to
me
as
if
one
had
succeeded
another
by
my
side
all
through
the
years,--always
some
one
whose
influence
made
my
heart
stronger
and
my
way
clearer;
though
sometimes
it
has
been
only
a
little
child
that
came
and
laid
its
hand
into
my
hand
as
if
I
were
its
guide,
instead
of
its
being
mine.
My
dear
and
honored
Lady-Principal
was
surely
one
of
my
strong
guiding
angels,
sent
to
meet
me
as
I
went
to
meet
her
upon
my
life-road,
just
at
the
point
where
I
most
needed
her.
For
the
one
great
thing
she
gave
her
pupils,--scope,
often
quite
left
out
of
woman's
education,--I
especially
thank
her.
The
true
education
is
to
go
on
forever.
But
how
can
there
be
any
hopeful
going
on
without
outlook?
And
having
an
infinite
outlook,
how
can
progress
ever
cease?
It
was
worth
while
for
me
to
go
to
those
Western
prairies,
if
only
for
the
broader
mental
view
that
opened
upon
me
in
my
pupilage
there.
During
my
first
year
at
the
seminary
I
was
appointed
teacher
of
the
Preparatory
Department,--a
separate
school
of
thirty
or
forty
girls,--with
the
opportunity
to
go
on
with
my
studies
at
the
same
time.
It
was
a
little
hard,
but
I
was
very
glad
to
do
it,
as
I
was
unwilling
to
receive
an
education
without
rendering
an
equivalent,
and
I
did
not
wish
to
incur
a
debt.
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