"I am not so blind but that I can foresee the effects on my
tranquillity of time and variety of object. If I go this voyage, I may
hope to acquire resignation much, sooner than by staying at home. To leave
these shores is, in every view, best for me. I can do nothing, while here,
for my own profit, and every eye I meet humbles and distresses me. At
present, I do not wish ever to return; but I suppose the absence and
adventures of a couple of years may change my feelings in that respect. My
condition, too, by some chance, may be bettered. I may come back, and
offer myself to her, without offering poverty and contempt at the same
time. Time, or some good fortune, may remove the mother's prejudices. All
this is possible; but, if it never takes place, if my condition never
improves, I will never return home."
When we urged to him the propriety of apprizing you of his views, not
only for your sake, but for his own,--"What need is there? Has she not
prohibited all intercourse between us? Have I not written the last letter
she will consent to receive? On my own account, I have nothing to hope. I
have stated my return as a mere possibility. I do not believe I shall ever
return. If I did expect it, I know Jane too well to have any fears of her
fidelity. While I am living, or as long as my death is uncertain, her
heart will be mine, and she will reserve herself for me."
I know you will excuse me, madam, for being thus particular. I thought
it best to state the views of our friend in his own words. From these your
judgment will enable you to form the truest conclusions.
The event that has since happened has probably removed the only
obstacle to your mutual happiness; nor am I without the hope of seeing him
one day return to be made happy by your favour. As several passages were
expected to be made between China and Nootka, that desirable event cannot
be expected to be very near.
M. M.
Letter LX
_To Mrs. Montford_
Philadelphia, October 20.
AH, dear madam! how much has your letter afflicted, how much has it
consoled me!
You have then some hope of his return; but, you say, 'twill be a long
time first. He has gone where I cannot follow him; to the end of the
world; where even a letter cannot find him; into unwholesome climates;
through dangerous elements; among savages----
Alas! I have no hope. Among so many perils, it cannot be expected that
he should escape. And did he not say that he meant not to return?
Yet one thing consoles me. He left not his curses or reproaches on my
head. Kindly, generously, and justly didst thou judge of my fidelity,
Henry. While thou livest, and as long as I live, will I cherish thy
image.
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