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
“No! I should then try to shoot him. As my simple aim is to secure
myself from persecution, which is usually the most effectual mode of
destroying a young man in this country, I should resort only to such
a course as would be likely to yield me this security. That failing,
I should employ stronger measures; precisely as a nation would do in a
similar conflict with another nation. One must not suffer himself to be
destroyed or driven into exile. This is the first law of nature--this
of self-preservation. In maintaining this law, a man must do any or all
things which in his deliberate judgment, will be effectual for the end
proposed. Were I fighting with savages, for example, and knew that they
regarded their scalps with more reverence than their lives, I should
certainly scalp as well as slay.”
“They would call that barbarous?”
“Ay, no doubt; particularly in those countries where they paid from five
to fifty, and even one hundred pounds to one Indian for the scalp of
his brother, until they rid themselves of both. But see you not that
the scalping process, as it produces the most terror and annoyance,
is decidedly the most merciful, as being most likely to discourage
and deter from war. If the scalp could bo taken from the head of every
Seminole shot down, be sure the survivors never after would have come
within range of rifle-shot.”
But these discussions gave way to the business before me. Kingsley left
me to myself, and though sad and serious with oppressive thoughts, I
still had enough of the old habits, dominant with me, to go to my daily
concerns, and arrange my papers with considerable industry and customary
method. My professional business was set in order, and Edgerton duly
initiated in the knowledge of all such portions as needed explanation.
This done, I sat down and wrote a long farewell letter to Julia, and
one, more brief, but renewing the counsel I had previously given to
her father, in respect to the suit against him. These letters were so
disposed as to be sent in the event of my falling in the fight. The
interval which followed was not so easy to be borne. Conscience and
reflection were equally busy, and unpleasantly so. I longed for the time
of action which should silence these unpleasant monitors.
The brief space of twenty-four hours was soon overpassed, and my
anxieties ceased as the moment for the meeting with my enemy, drew nigh.
My friend called at my lodgings a good hour before daylight--it was a
point of credit with him that we should not delay the opposite party
the sixtieth part of a second. We drove out into the country in a close
carriage, taking a surgeon--who was a friend of Kingsley--along with
us. We were on the ground in due season, and some little time before
our customers. But they did not fail or delay us. They were there with
sufficient promptitude.
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