Chapter 13
A Proper Lady
The pews creaked under the weight of fidgety girls. Rebecca shifted beside me.
Mrs. Cavendish, a picture-perfect image of a Southern lady, stood at the pulpit. Her nose inclined slightly upward, waiting for the room to quiet down. “Welcome all you fine, upstanding young ladies to our lecture series on Being a Proper Lady. Each of you will find the information useful and to be of great importance to you in your years ahead. Your duty is to find a suitable beau and commence to running a household of your own, as well as, learning to be a gracious hostess. Our aim is to educate you so you may carry out your duties in a correct manner.”
Rebecca sat straighter and smoothed a wrinkle in her skirt.
“Let me share with you some subjects we shall cover during our time t
