A girl's life eighty years ago : $b Selections from the letters of Eliza Southgate BowneBowne, Eliza Southgate
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A girl's life eighty years ago : $b Selections from the letters of Eliza Southgate Bowne
Bowne, Eliza Southgate
Bowne, Eliza Southgate, 1783-1809; United States -- Social life and customs -- 1783-1865
charms, they are rather in the wane. If you look at her she asks what
you were going to say—“I know you were going to speak by your looks.” Of
course my gentleman walks up, how can he help it? In this manner she
draws a whole swarm around her; the poor souls rattle out their
outrageous compliments, trembling with fear, for the moment their ardor
to please appears to abate, she rouses them to a sense of their duty by
a lash of her tongue.
Sunday.—Now I can’t bear to be hurried, and I must submit to be or not
send this by Mamma King. Last night when I began this, I felt quite
disposed to throw away an hour (for my letters to you are thrown away as
you won’t take the trouble to answer them) without consulting anything
but my feelings. I began, and soon found, to my mortification, that I
ought to have consulted my candle, for as if piqued at my neglect, it
took French leave to doze. I broke off my description of Miss P—— in the
most _striking_ part. I do not resume the subject, ’twould be a
profanation of this day to scandalize a frail sister; my mind is full of
charity and Christian love. I hope I shall not stumble against some
unlucky thought that may derange its present peaceful state. Now,
Cousin, don’t you think it unpardonable, don’t you think it a violation
of all the laws of politeness, that you should neglect writing me merely
because I owed a letter? I should not be surprised if you counted the
words in yours and my letters and settled the account by some rule in
Arithmetic. But let me entreat you not to estimate mine by the _weight_,
but the _number_; in that case I am equal to anybody; but if, unhappily
for me, you should weigh them with critical exactness, ’twill take many
of them to repay you for one of yours. I feel assured you must have
adopted this method, and sincerely ask your pardon for doubting a moment
that this was the true cause. What prevented your coming to Wiscassett?
I tho’t you had determined upon it. Rebecca and I used to expect you
every day; believe me I was asked a dozen times if you were not
absolutely engaged to Miss Rice. How such things will get about. I told
every body that asked me that I was your confidant, of course must keep
your attachment a secret, for which I am prepared to receive your
thanks.
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