By Bertrand Russell
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It is that of a room in London where my governess stormed at at No. 8, is less pleas- Chesham Place, me while I endeavoured to learn was continually impeded by tears. My grandmother took a house in London for some months when I was seven years old, and it was then that I began to see more of my mother's family. My mother's father was dead, but the multiplication table but my mother's mother, Lady Stanley of Alderley,  lived in a large Childhood house, No. 40, Dover Street,* with her daughter Maude.
Cox mother's nursery-maid all who had been my when my grandmother was granda child. She and vigorous and strict and devoted to the family There was a butler named MacAlpine was straight and always nice to me. who was very Scotch. He used to take me on his knee and read me accounts of railway accidents in the newspaper. " Then there was a French cook named Mi- who was rather terrifying, but in spite of her aweinspiring qualities I could not resist going to the kitchen to see the roast meat turning on the old-fashioned spit, and to steal chaud, lumps of salt, which I liked better than sugar, out of the salt box.
The it childhood, however, were happy, and only as adolescence approached that loneliness became early years of was my liked, had governesses, German and Swiss, whom I and my intelligence was not yet sufficiently developed to suffer from the oppressive. I however, have deficiency of my some kind people in this respect. I must, remember wishing that my parents had lived. Once, when I was six years old, I expressed this feeling to my grandmother, and she proceeded to tell me that it was very fortunate for me that they had died.
Autobiography of Bertrand Russell 1872- 1914 by Bertrand Russell