Here is a confession: 

“I confess I have been very more like a little young divil than a creature for when Isabella went up stairs to teach me religion and my multiplication and to be good and all my other lessons I stamped with my foot and threw my new hat which she had made on the ground and was sulky and was dreadfully passionate, but she never whiped me but said Marjory go into another room and think what a great crime you are committing letting your temper git the better of you.  But I went so sulkily that the Devil got the better of me but she never never never whips me so that I think I would be the better of it and the next time that I behave ill I think she should do it for she never does it....  Isabella has given me praise for checking my temper for I was sulky even when she was kneeling an hole hour teaching me to write.”

Our poor little wifie, she has no doubts of the personality of the Devil!—­“Yesterday I behave extremely ill in God’s most holy church for I would never attend myself nor let Isabella attend which was a great crime for she often, often tells me that when to or three are geathered together God is in the midst of them, and it was the very same Divil that tempted Job that tempted me I am sure; but he resisted Satan though he had boils and many many other misfortunes which I have escaped....  I am now going to tell you the horible and wretched plaege that my multiplication gives me you can’t conceive it the most Devilish thing is 8 times 8 and 7 times 7 it is what nature itself cant endure.”

This is delicious; and what harm is there in her “Devilish”? it is strong language merely; even old Rowland Hill used to say “he grudged the Devil those rough and ready words.”  “I walked to that delightful place Crakyhall with a delightful young man beloved by all his friends especially by me his loveress, but I must not talk any more about him for Isa said it is not proper for to speak of gentalmen but I will never forget him! ...  I am very very glad that satan has not given me boils and many other misfortunes—­In the holy bible these words are written that the Devil goes like a roaring lyon in search of his pray but the lord lets us escape from him but we” (pauvre petite!) “do not strive with this awfull Spirit....  To-day I pronounced a word which should never come out of a lady’s lips it was that I called John a Impudent Bitch.  I will tell you what I think made me in so bad a humor is I got one or two of that bad sina [senna] tea to-day,”—­a better excuse for bad humor and bad language than most.

She has been reading the Book of Esther:—­“It was a dreadful thing that Haman was hanged on the very gallows which he had prepared for Mordecai to hang him and his ten sons thereon and it was very wrong and cruel to hang his sons for they did not commit the crime; but then Jesus was not then come to teach us to be merciful.”  This is wise and beautiful,—­has upon it the very dew of youth and holiness.  Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings He perfects his praise.