Christian fiction; Conduct of life -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Mate selection -- Fiction
While we were at supper, with more gravity, he said, "Among the various
objects of ambition, there are few in life which bring less accession
to its comfort, than an unceasing struggle to rise to an elevation in
society very much above the level of our own condition, without being
aided by any stronger ascending power than mere vanity. Great talents,
of whatever kind, have a natural tendency to rise, and to lift their
possessor. The flame in mounting does but obey its impulse. But when
there is no energy more powerful than the passion to be great, destitute
of the gifts which confer greatness, the painful efforts of ambition are
like water, forced above its level by mechanical powers. It requires
constant exertions of art, to keep up what art first set a-going. Poor
Mrs. Fentham's head is perpetually at work to maintain the elevation she
has reached. And how little after all is she considered by those on
whose caresses her happiness depends! She has lost the esteem of her
original circle, where she might have been respected, without gaining
that of her high associates, who, though they receive her, still refuse
her claims of equality. She is not considered as of their
_establishment_; it is but _toleration_ at best.
"At Mrs. Fentham's, I encountered Lady Bab Lawless, a renowned modish
dowager, famous for laying siege to the heart of every distinguished
man, with the united artillery of her own wit and her daughters' beauty.
How many ways there are of being wrong! She was of a character
diametrically opposite to that of Mrs. Fentham. She had the same end in
view, but the means she used to accomplish it were of a bolder strain.
Lady Bab affected no delicacy, she laughed at reserve; she had shaken
hands with decorum.
She held the _noisy_ tenor of her way
with no assumed refinement; and, so far from shielding her designs
behind the mask of decency, she disdained the obsolete expedient. Her
plans succeeded the more infallibly, because her frankness defeated all
suspicion. A man could never divine that such gay and open assaults
could have their foundation in design, and he gave her full credit for
artless simplicity, at the moment she was catching him in her toils. If
she now and then had gone too far, and by a momentary oversight, or
excessive levity had betrayed too much, with infinite address she would
make a crane-neck turn, and fall to discussing, not without ability,
some moral or theological topic. Thus she affected to establish the
character of a woman, thoughtless through wit, indiscreet through
simplicity, but religious on principle.
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