In Love's Hands by Bertha M. Clay — Read

A few days found Florence settled in her new home, and recognized as the instructress of Mrs. Railton's daughters. It was fortunate for her that Susan Denham had warned her to expect many anxieties and unpleasantries in the duties she had undertaken, otherwise her inexperience and natural sensitiveness to slights and unkindness would have made her throw them up in disgust. As it was, both her patience and fortitude were greatly tried; for Mrs. Railton -- a most indulgent mother -- had no control over her unruly offspring; and the schoolroom was a scene of noise and contention that had made more than one governess resign in despair. Perhaps Florence's innate dignity assisted in awing the young rebels with whom she found herself brought into contact; and the determination to persevere, let her difficulties be as great as they might, was ultimately crowned with success.

But ere the hour arrived when she could aver with truth that her pupils were docile and even affectionate, she had passed through a long and fatiguing ordeal. The spring had been followed by summer, and summer, in its turn, was merging into the deep-russet tints of autumn.