I was in a Jane mood because I got these in the mail from my dear New England friend who is currently Alaska bound...
The Musgroves, like their houses, were in a state of alteration, perhaps of improvement. The father and the mother were in the old English style, and the young people in the new. Mr. and Mrs. Musgrove were a very good sort of people; friendly and hospitable, not much educated, and not at all elegant. Their children had more modern minds and manners.
There was a numerous family; but the only two grown up, excepting Charles, were Henrietta and Louisa, young ladies of nineteen and twenty who had brought from school at Exeter all the usual stock of accomplishments, and were now, like thousands of other young ladies, living to be fashionable, happy, and merry.
Their dress had every advantage, their faces were rather pretty,
their spirits extremely good, their manners unembarrased and pleasant;
they were of consequence at home, and favourites abroad. Anne always contemplated them as some of the happiest creatures of her acquaintance:
but still, saved as we all are, by some comfortable feeling of superiority from wishing for the possibility of exchange, she would not have given up her own elegant and cultivated mind for all their enjoyments; and envied them nothing but
that seemingly perfect good understanding and agreement together,
|She is screaming...but I WANT THAT ONE!!|
that good-humored mutual affection,
of which she had known so little herself.
It's OK Anne if you had lousy sisters and clueless parents....you will have the handsome Captain Wentworth to have your own large loving family with!
Thanks for reading! This is fun for me. God Bless!