Hot corn: Life Scenes in New York IllustratedRobinson, Solon
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Hot corn: Life Scenes in New York Illustrated
Robinson, Solon
New York (N.Y.) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Temperance -- Fiction
"A few months after my first acquaintance with Sir Charles, I was living
with him in a richly furnished house, in Eighteenth street, shamelessly
passing as his wife, and treated as such by our acquaintance, although
they knew that I was not. It was here that Katy was born, and received
her first impressions of home and a fond father's love. Here I lived
away my young womanhood in fashionable dissipation, and then Sir Charles
died suddenly, and without a will. He had always said, he would make a
will, and give his vast property to me and our child. But he put it off,
as many others do, one day too long. Why do men defer this duty? A
sacred duty to those they leave behind them, of their own flesh and
blood. I knew, as his wife, I had rights; and I went to England to try
and obtain them. I left my elegantly furnished house, which cost, I
don't know how many thousand dollars to furnish, for my mother and my
sister, and an uncle to occupy while I was gone. I found all the
property in the hands of Sir Charles's brother, and he was unwilling to
give up the share that rightfully belonged to his wife and child,
because he said, we could not recover it by law. He did not say why, my
conscience did. As a compromise, if I would give him a general release,
he offered five thousand pounds. I would have taken it, but I had
employed a lawyer, and he hooted at the idea; he looked for more than
that for his fee when he recovered the full amount. I told him that I
had no marriage certificate, and that the minister who married us was
dead. So he was; Sir Charles was dead. I did not tell him that no other
ever blessed our banns. I told him, that numerous persons would swear
that they had heard him call me wife, and Katy his child. He said, that
would do. I did not know that our opponents could produce as many more
to swear, that they had heard Sir Charles say, that it was only a
marriage of convenience. So, for an uncertainty of five hundred thousand
as a mere prospect, I refused the certainty of five thousand, and went
to law. The evidence stood so balanced that the judge could not decide.
'Let the wife be sworn. Let her say, upon her oath, that she was married
to Sir Charles, and the case will be given in her favor.'
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