The children went to bed without being reproved, though Mrs. Maſon, when ſhe diſmiſſed them, ſaid gravely, I give you to-night a kiſs of peace, an affectionate one you have not deſerved. They therefore diſcovered by her behaviour that they had done wrong, and waited for an explanation to regain her favour.
She was never in a paſſion, but her quiet, ſteady diſpleaſure made them feel ſo little in their own eyes, they wiſhed her to ſmile that they might be ſomething; for all their conſequence ſeemed to ariſe from her approbation. I declare, ſaid Caroline, I do not know what I have done, and yet I am ſure I never knew Mrs. Maſon find fault without convincing me that I had done wrong. Did you, Mary, ever see her in a paſſion? No, ſaid Mary, I do believe that ſhe was never angry in her life; when John threw down all the china, and ſtood trembling, ſhe was the firſt to ſay that the carpet made him ſtumble. Yes, now I do remember, when we firſt came to her houſe, John forgot to bring the cow and her young
