Country life -- Fiction; Pastoral fiction; Piedmont (U.S. : Region) -- Fiction; Virginia -- Fiction
Though the years were hard ones, she was more contented than she had
ever been. The restless expectancy had ceased, and with it the
indefinite longing which had awakened with the scent of spring rains on
the grass, or the sound of the autumn wind in the broomsedge. Even the
vision of something different in the future, that illusion of
approaching happiness which she had believed as indestructible as hope
itself, had dissolved as the glimmer of swamp fires dissolves in the
twilight. She knew now that life would never be different. Experience,
like love, would always be inadequate to the living soul. What the
imperfect actuality was to-day, it would be to-morrow and the day after;
but there was rest now, not disquietude, in the knowledge. The strain
and the hard work of the war had tired her nerves, and she looked
forward to the ample leisure of the time when she could expect nothing.
Since Nathan's death she had lost the feeling that life had cheated her.
It was true that she had missed love; but at the first stir of regret
she would shake her head and remind herself that "you couldn't have
everything," and that, after all, it was something to have married a
hero. Nathan's victorious death had filled the aching void in her heart.
Where the human being had failed her, the heroic legend had satisfied.
As she grew older, it seemed to her that men as husbands and lovers were
scarcely less inadequate than love. Only men as heroes, dedicated to the
service of an ideal, were worthy, she felt, of the injudicious
sentiments women lavished upon them. At twenty, seeking happiness, she
had been more unhappy, she told herself, than other women; but at fifty,
she knew that she was far happier. The difference was that at twenty her
happiness had depended upon love, and at fifty it depended upon nothing
but herself and the land. To the land, she had given her mind and heart
with the abandonment that she had found disastrous in any human
relation. "I may have missed something, but I've gained more," she
thought, "and what I've gained nobody can take away from me."
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