Alice Lorraine: A Tale of the South DownsBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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Alice Lorraine: A Tale of the South Downs
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Fiction; South Downs (England) -- Fiction
To a man of old, or of middle age, it has become (or it ought to
become), a matter of very small account that he has thrown away his
life. He has seen so many who have done the like (through indolence,
pride, bad temper, reserve, timidity, or fools’ confidence--into which
the most timid men generally rush), that he knows himself now to be a
fine example, instead of standing forth as a very unpleasant exception
to the rule. And now, if he takes it altogether, he finds many fellows
who have done much worse, and seem all the better for it. Has he missed
an appointment! They cut down the salary. Did he bang his back-door on
a rising man? Well, the man, since he rose, has forgotten his hosts.
Has he married a shrew? She looks after his kitchen. Remembering and
reflecting thus, almost any good man must refuse to be called, without
something to show for it, a bigger fool than his neighbours.
But a young man is not yet late enough to know what human life is. He
is sure that he sees by foresight all the things which, as they pass
us, leave so little time for insight; and of which the only true view
is calm and pleasant retrospect. And then, like some high-stepping colt
brought suddenly on his knees, to a sense of long-worn granite, he
flounders about in amazement, so, that if the fatal damage is not done
to him, he does it.
Lorraine was not one of those who cry, as the poets of all present
ages do--“Let the world stand still, until I get on.” Nevertheless, he
was greatly downcast to find his own little world so early brought to
a sudden stand-still. And it seems to be sadly true that the more of
versatile quickness a man has in him, the less there remains to expect
of him in the way of pith and substance. But Hilary now was in no
condition to go into any philosophies. He made up his mind to walk down
to the sea, and take ship at some good seaport; and having been pleased
at Malaga by the kind quiet ways of the people, and knowing the port to
be unobserved by French and American cruisers, he thought that he might
as well try his luck once more in that direction.
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