Dilemmas of Pride, (Vol 2 of 3)Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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Dilemmas of Pride, (Vol 2 of 3)
Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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Geoffery here interrupted the discussion by rising to take his
departure, pleading the ball at his aunt's, which he must attend, while
Sir William Orm, finding there would be no chance of renewing the whist
party, inveigled away the Marquis to the hazard-table. Mr. Salter, thus
left to himself, was soon fast asleep in his chair; and his usual nap
being prolonged by his unusual potations, it was a couple of hours
before he found his way into the drawing-room. The disappointment of his
daughters, on his making his appearance alone, may be imagined, when it
is duly considered that they had waited tea, though we cannot say
patiently, till near one o'clock in the morning for the gentlemen, of
whose early retreat they were not aware.
So much for feeding illbred men of fashion, in the hope of securing in
return what they have not to give--their politeness. After, therefore,
expressing warmly their disapprobation of such rudeness, the Misses
Salter had nothing for it but to retire to rest, venting on each other,
'till sleep closed their lips, the aggregate of spleen collected
throughout the day from so many fruitful sources. Yet here were people
whose more than common prosperity might have brought with it more than
common happiness in their own line, had not silly ambition and idle
vanity poisoned every fountain of attainable enjoyment, and created an
inconvenient thirst for the springs of a land of which they were never
likely to become naturalized citizens.
The Misses Salter had always heard their poor father say, that he had
spared no expense in their education; they knew that they possessed
accomplishments, and prided themselves on remembering what they had been
made to read at school. But they knew not, for it came not within their
sphere to know, that there is an education of early habits effecting the
minutiæ of outward bearing, and acquired it would seem, by the
unconscious mimicry of infancy, the stamp of which no after-school
discipline can yet either erase or bestow; and still less were they
capable of comprehending, that there is a further education of refining
sympathies and ennobling sentiments which, while as children of Adam we
all share one first nature, bestows, in combination with that already
named of early habits, a sort of second nature, on the privileged few,
who from generation to generation have been reared, like exotics, amid
the beautiful and beautifying blossoms of delicacy and feeling,
sheltered from the rough winds of coarseness, the blighting atmosphere
of necessity, and the cold ungenial climate of that almost justifiable
selfishness unavoidably learned by those who have not only their own,
but their family's imperious wants to supply by their individual anxious
exertions.
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