"Her complexion was so pure" she said, "so different from what it was when she came from Mount Holyoke." Poor Jenny, who, full of life and spirits came rushing in to see her mother, was cut short in her expression of joy by being called "a perfect bunch of fat!" "Why, Jenny, what does make you so red and coarse ?" said the distressed mother.

"I know you eat too much," and before Mrs.Lincoln went home, she gave her daughter numerous lectures concerning her diet; but it only made matters worse; and when six weeks after, Mrs.
Lincoln came again she found that Jenny had not only gained five pounds, but that hardly one of her dresses would meet! "Mercy me!" said she, the moment her eye fell upon Jenny's round, plump cheeks, and fat shoulders, "you are as broad as you are long.
What a figure you would cut in Boston!" For once the merry Jenny cried, wondering how she could help being healthy and fat.

Before Mrs.Lincoln left Chicopee, she made a discovery, which resulted in the removal of Jenny to Boston.

With the exception of the year at Mount Holyoke, Jenny had never before passed a winter in the country, and now everything delighted her.

In spite of her governess's remonstrance, all her leisure moments were spent in the open air, and besides her long walks, she frequently joined the scholars, who from the district school came over at recess to slide down the long hill in the rear of Mrs.Campbell's barns and stables.
For Jenny to ride down hill at all was bad enough, "but to do so with _district school_ girls, and then be drawn up by coarse, vulgar boys, was far worse;" and the offender was told to be in readiness to accompany her mother home, for she could not stay in Chicopee another week.
"Oh, I'm so glad," said Rose, "for now I shan't freeze to death nights." Mrs.Lincoln demanded what she meant, and was told that Jenny insisted upon having the window down from the top, let the weather be what it might; "and," added Rose 'when the wind blows hard I am positively obliged to hold on to the sheets to keep myself in bed!" "A Mount Holyoke freak," said Mrs.Lincoln.