Adoptees -- Fiction; Fathers and daughters -- Fiction
"Mrs. Rivers, meanwhile, was in correspondence with my uncle, and, by a
fortunate coincidence, a cadetship long sought by him was presented at
this moment, and I was removed to the East Indian military college.
Before I went, my maternal friend spoke with all the fervour of
affection of my errors, my duties, the expectation she had that I should
show myself worthy of the hopes she entertained of me. I promised to her
and to Alithea--I vowed to become all they wished; my bosom swelled with
generous ambition and ardent gratitude; the drama of life, methought,
was unrolling before me--the scene on which I was to act appeared
resplendent in fairy and gorgeous colours; neither vanity nor pride
swelled me up; but a desire to prove myself worthy of those adored
beings who were all the world to me, who had saved me from myself, to
restore me to the pure and happy shelter of their hearts. Can it be
wondered that, from that day to the present hour, they have seemed to me
portions of heaven incarnate upon earth?--that I have prized the thought
of them as a rich inheritance? And how did I repay? Cold, wan figure of
the dead! reproach me not thus with your closed eyes, and the dank
strings of your wet clinging hair. Give me space to breathe, that I may
record your vindication and my crime.
"I was placed at the military college. Had I gone there at once, it had
been well; but first I spent a month at my uncle's, where I was treated
like a reprobate and a criminal. I tried to consider this but as a trial
of my promises and good resolution to be gentle--to turn one cheek when
the other was smitten. It is not for me to accuse others or defend
myself; but yet I think that I had imbibed so much of the celestial
virtues of my instructress, that, had I been treated with any kindness,
my heart must have warmed towards my relatives; as it was, I left my
uncle's, having made a vow never to sleep beneath his roof again.
"I reached the military college, and here I might fairly begin a new
career. I exerted myself to study--to obey--to conciliate. The applause
that followed my endeavours gave me a little pleasure; but when I wrote
to Alithea and her mother, and felt no weight on my conscience, no
drawback to my hope, that I was rendering myself worthy of them, then
indeed my felicity was without alloy; and when my fiery temper kindled,
when injustice and meanness caused my blood to boil, I thought of the
mild, appealing look of Mrs. Rivers, and the dearer smiles of her
daughter, and I suppressed every outward sign of anger and scorn.
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