Emerson's Wife and Other Western StoriesKelly, Florence Finch
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Emerson's Wife and Other Western Stories
Kelly, Florence Finch
Western stories
Since then, the straight road to her medical degree and through her
subsequent labors had been undisturbed by emotional storms. Twice she
had refused offers of marriage, but they had come from men for whom she
felt no more than the merest passing friendship. She had worked hard,
and the farther she had progressed the more pleasure she had taken in
her work and the more absorbed she had become in her prospects and
ambitions. Looking into the future, for which she had planned and
toward which she was working with all her powers, she said calmly to
herself that it was more attractive to her than any other. And yet,
would she be tempted to give up her ambitions and hopes of achievement
if, for instance, she were to meet a man as well endowed in mind and
heart as the hero of the book she had just been reading,--with such
fineness of fibre and such power of loving? She would not face the
question squarely, but told herself that she was not at all likely to
meet such a paragon.
"And, at any rate," she thought, as she was roused from her reverie by
the cry of "Dinner now ready in the dining-car," "of one thing I am
very sure, and that is that I shall never marry until I meet a man
strong enough in himself and in his love for me to make me forget
everything else and not care whether or not I go on with my profession."
The dining-car was so full that she was about to turn back, when the
waiter beckoned her to a table at which the two forward seats were
unoccupied. She took one with some hesitation and turned her face
toward the window.
"I beg your pardon," said a voice from the other side of the table,
"but if you find it disagreeable to ride backward won't you take my
seat? I do not mind it in the least."
She turned with a smiling and grateful refusal upon her tongue, saw
that her two neighbors across the table were the men from the section
in front of hers, and hesitated. The other man quickly added his plea
to his companion's, and in a few moments they had changed seats. The
one who had first spoken asked if her friends in Philadelphia got
safely off the car, and presently all three were chatting pleasantly
together.
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