United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
"I have found a child and a woman; a child in frankness and joyousness,
a woman in beauty, strength, mental maturity, and unselfishness. She
interested me from the first, and every day I know better the reason
why--because she _is_ interesting. My reason has kept pace with my
fancy and my deeper feeling, and impels me to seek this girl quite as
much as does my heart. I do not think a man meets such a woman or such
a chance for happiness twice in a lifetime. I did not believe there was
such a woman in the world. You may laugh and say that is the way all
lovers talk. I answer emphatically, No. I have not yet lost my poise,
and I never was a predestined lover. I might easily have gone through
life and never given to these subjects an hour's thought. Even now I
could quietly decide to go away and take up my old life as I left it.
But why should I? Here is an opportunity to enrich existence
immeasurably, and to add to all my chances of success and power. So far
from being a drag upon one, a woman like Miss St. John would incite and
inspire a man to his best efforts. She would sympathize with him
because she could understand his aims and keep pace with his mental
advance. Granted that my prospects of winning her are doubtful indeed,
still as far as I can see there _is_ a chance. I would not care a straw
for a woman that I could have for the asking--who would take me as a
_dernier ressort_. Any woman that I would marry, many others would
gladly marry also, and I must take my chance of winning her from them.
Such would be my lot under any circumstances, and if I give way to a
faint heart now I may as well give up altogether and content myself
with a library as a bride."
Since he felt that he might have taken Hilland into his confidence, he
had, in terms substantially the same as those given, imagined his
explanation, and he smiled as he portrayed to himself his friend's
jocular response, which would have nevertheless its substratum of true
sympathy. "Hilland would say," he thought, "'That is just like you,
Graham. You can't smoke a cigar or make love to a girl without
analyzing and philosophizing and arranging all the wisdom of Solomon in
favor of your course. Now I would make love to a girl because I loved
her, and that would be the end on't.'"
Graham was mistaken in this case. Not in laughing sympathy, but in pale
dismay, would Hilland have received this revelation, for _he_ was
making love to Grace St. John because he loved her with all his heart
and soul. There had been a time when Graham might have obtained a hint
of this had circumstances been different, and it had occurred quite
early in his acquaintance with Miss St. John. After a day that had been
unusually delightful and satisfactory he was accompanying the young
girl home from his aunt's cottage in the twilight. Out of the
complacency of his heart he remarked, half to himself, "If Hilland were
only here, my vacation would be complete."
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