The early years of her life were passed in the house of a poor widow, to
whom the appearance of this child on her door-step one fine day had been
nothing more nor less than a veritable godsend. First, because she was
herself alone in the world, and needed the mingled companionship and
care which a little one invariably gives; and, secondly, because
Imogene, from the very first, had been a noticeable child, who early
attracted the attention of the neighbors, and led to many a substantial
evidence of favor from them, as well as from the strangers who passed
their gate or frequented their church. Insensibly to herself, and
without help of circumstances or rearing, the girl was a magnet toward
which all good things insensibly tended; and the widow saw this, and,
while reaping the reward, stinted neither her affection nor her
gratitude.
When Imogene was eleven, this protector of her infancy died. But another
home instantly offered. A wealthy couple of much kindness, if little
culture, adopted her as their child, and gave her every benefit in life
save education. This never having possessed themselves, they openly
undervalued. But she was not to be kept down by the force of any
circumstances, whether favorable or otherwise. All the graces of manner
and refinements of thought which properly belong to the station she had
now attained, but which, in the long struggle after wealth, had escaped
the honest couple that befriended her, became by degrees her own,
tempering without destroying her individuality, any more than the new
life of restraint that now governed her physical powers, was able to
weaken or subdue that rare and splendid physique which had been her
fairest birthright.
In the lap of luxury, therefore, and in full possession of means to come
and go and conform herself to the genteel world and its fashions, she
passed the next four years; but scarcely had she attained the age of
fifteen, when bankruptcy, followed by death, again robbed her of her
home and set her once more adrift upon the world.
This time she looked to no one for assistance. Refusing all offers, many
of them those of honorable marriage, she sought for work, and after a
short delay found it in the household of Mr. Orcutt. The aged sister who
governed his home and attended to all its domestic details, hired her as
a sort of assistant, rightly judging that the able young body and the
alert hand would bring into the household economy just that life and
interest which her own failing strength had now for some time refused
to supply.
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