An American Patrician, or The Story of Aaron Burr: IllustratedLewis, Alfred Henry
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An American Patrician, or The Story of Aaron Burr: Illustrated
Lewis, Alfred Henry
Burr, Aaron, 1756-1836
“Love! beauty!” he begins. “Sir, while I might strive to possess myself
of both, I should no more love beauty in a woman than riches in a man. I
could love a woman only for her fineness of mind; wed no one who did not
meet me mentally and sentimentally half way. And since your Hypatia is
quite as rare as your Phoenix, I cannot think my nuptials near at hand.”
“Well,” observes the doctor, assuming politeness sudden and vast, “since
I understand you throw overboard the Church, may I know what other
avenue you will render honorable by walking therein?”
“You did not give me your attention, if you failed to note that what
elements of strength I’ve ascribed to myself all point to the camp.
So soon as there is a war, I shall turn soldier with my whole heart.”
“You will wait some time, I fear!”
“Not so long as I could wish. There will be war between these colonies
and England before I reach my majority. It would be better were it
put off ten years; for now my youth will get between the heels of my
prospects to trip them up.”
“Then, if there be war with England, you will go? I do not think such
bloody trouble will soon dawn; still--for a first time to-day--I
am pleased to hear you thus speak. It shows that at least you are a
patriot.”
“I lay no claim to the title. England oppresses us; and, since one only
oppresses what one hates, she hates us. And hate for hate I give her. I
shall go to war, because I am fitted to shine in war, and as a shortest,
surest step to fame and power--those solitary targets worthy the aim of
man!”
“Dross! dross!” retorts the scandalized doctor. “Fame! power! Dead sea
apples, which will turn to ashes on your lips! And yet, since that war
which is to be the ladder whereon you will go climbing into fame and
power is not here, what, pending its appearance, will you do?”
“Now there is a query which brings us to the close. Here is my answer
ready. I shall just ride over to Sally, and her husband, Tappan
Reeve, and take up Blackstone. If I may not serve the spirit and study
theology, I’ll even serve the flesh and study law.”
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