Charlemont; Or, The Pride of the Village. a Tale of KentuckySimms, William Gilmore
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Charlemont; Or, The Pride of the Village. a Tale of Kentucky
Simms, William Gilmore
Kentucky -- Fiction
The business upon which Mrs. Hinkley sought the chamber of her guest was
a very simple one, and easily expressed. Not that she expressed it in
few words. That is scarcely possible at any time with an ancient lady.
But the long story which she told, when compressed into intelligible
form, related to her son William. She had some maternal fears on his
account. The lad was a decided melancholic. His appetite was bad; his
looks were thin and unhappy; he lacked the usual spirit of youth; he
lacked his own usual spirit. What was the cause of the change which had
come over him so suddenly, she could not divine. Her anxiety was for
the remedy. She had consulted Brother Cross on the subject before he
departed; but that good man, after a brief examination of the patient,
had freely admitted his inability to say what was the matter with him,
and what was proper for his cure. To the object of this solicitude
himself, he had given much good counsel, concluding finally with a
recommendation to read devoutly certain chapters in Job and Isaiah.
It appears that William Hinkley submitted to all this scrutiny with
exemplary fortitude, but gave no satisfactory answers to any of the
questions asked him. He had no complaints, he denied any suffering;
and expressed himself annoyed at the inquisition into his thoughts and
feelings. This annoyance had been expressed, however, with the subdued
tones and language of one habitually gentle and modest. Whenever he was
approached on the subject, as the good old lady assured her guest, he
shook off his questioners with no little haste, and took to the woods
for the rest of the day. “That day,” said she, “you needn't look for
William Hinkley to his dinner.”
Stevens had been struck with the deportment of this youth, which had
seemed to him haughty and repulsive; and, as he fancied, characterized
by some sentiment of hostility for himself. He was surprised therefore
to learn from the old lady that the lad was remarkable for his
gentleness.
“How long has he been in this way, Mrs. Hinkley?” he asked with some
curiosity.
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