Harper's New Monthly Magazine, vol. 3, no. 18, November, 1851Harper, Various (magazine)
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, vol. 3, no. 18, November, 1851
Harper, Various (magazine)
American literature -- Periodicals; Civilization -- Periodicals; Culture -- Periodicals
The body was never found. It was said that for days Maurice remained in
the neighborhood, offering immense rewards to any peasant who would even
commence a search for the remains; but the men knew too well the
hopelessness and peril of the task to attempt it. Finding this
unavailing, he left the place. His return was delayed by severe illness;
but at length, in one gray autumn twilight, a traveling-carriage dashed
up the shadowy avenue of Briarhurst, and Maurice was received in his
father's hall--a mourner amid mourners. He was much altered. The demure
severity of his old manner was changed to at least an appearance of
candor and trustfulness. Grief for his brother _seemed_ to have bettered
his whole nature, to have opened his heart to the influences of kindness
and gentleness--to have made him, in short, more lovable. Such appeared
the best interpretation of the change that was wrought in him, and which
showed itself conspicuously in his conduct to the afflicted ones around
him. Kindly and thoughtfully did he console the anguish of his parents,
and with innumerable offices of delicate care and thoughtful
consideration did he show his respect and sympathy for Cicely's
affliction. By no intrusive efforts at comforting, but silently and
gently did he seek to wean his cousin from the remembrance of her
bereavement. By sparing her feelings in every possible way, by avoiding
the mention of Lambert's name, save in a manner calculated to awaken
those tender memories which are the softeners of grief, he strove to
divert Cicely's mind from dwelling too constantly on her dead betrothed;
and thus, without appearing to drive away the impression, he gradually
supplied her with other objects and pursuits; and though at first her
walks were always to the scenes he had loved, and her mornings spent
over the books he had read, their beauties were soon explored with other
interests than those which arose merely from the pleasures of
remembrance. The chapel which had been wont to recall Lambert most
painfully to her mind was now unentered.
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