Confession; Or, The Blind Heart. A Domestic StorySimms, William Gilmore
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Confession; Or, The Blind Heart. A Domestic Story
Simms, William Gilmore
Domestic fiction
“This is unaccountable,” said he. “You are doing here as few young men
have done before you. Your business increasing--your income already
good--surely, Clifford, you have not thought upon the matter--you are
not resolved.”
I could plead little other than a truant disposition for my proceeding,
but I soon convinced him that I was resolved. He seemed very much
troubled; betrayed the most flattering concern in my interests; and,
renewing his argument for my stay, renewed also his warmest professions
of service.
“I had hoped,” he said, “to have seen you and William, closely united,
pursuing the one path equally and successfully together. I shall have no
hopes of him if you leave us.”
“The probability is, sir, that he will do better with the whole
responsibility of the office thrown upon him.”
“No! no!” said the old man, mournfully. “I have no hope of him. There
seems to me a curse upon wealth always--that follows and clings to it,
and never leaves it, till it works out the ruin of all the proprietors.
See the number of our young men, springing from nothing, that make
everything out of it--rise to eminence and power--get fortune as if it
were a mere sport to command and to secure it; while, on the other
Sand, look at the heirs of our proud families. Profligate, reckless,
abandoned: as if, reasoning from the supposed wealth of their parents,
they fancied that there were no responsibilities of their own. I saw
this danger from the beginning. I have striven to train up my son in the
paths of duty and constant employment; and yet--but complaint is idle.
The consciousness of having tried my best to have and make it otherwise
is, nevertheless, a consolation. When do you think to go?”
“In a week or two at farthest. I have but to rid myself of my
impediments.”
“Always prompt; but it is best. Once resolved, action is the moral law.
Still, I wish I could delay you. I still think you are committing a
great error. I can not understand it. You have established yourself.
This is not easy anywhere. You will find it difficult in a new country,
and among strangers.”
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