Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 22, September, 1878Various
Science
Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 22, September, 1878
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- Periodicals
"Oh," he returned kindly, "your mother knows all about it." He mused a
little, then cheered up, laughed and clapped me on the shoulder. "If I
were a man in decent health," he affirmed with an air of jollity, "I
should be your father-in-law. No, that is not it: I should be your
stepfather. Thank your stars that I have the modesty not to believe
myself irresistible under present circumstances."
"But why not?" said I, quite in earnest. "If you are less strong than
formerly, all the more need of your having a wife. I should suppose."
"As to my need, that is nothing, nothing. But think: if she cared for me
I should be preparing tortures for her. She would feel nothing but
dread. I may die at any time, Floyd, if I am shocked or startled.
Raptures would not do for me, either: I should be afraid to kiss my
wife, lest my heart should increase its beating by a throb a minute. No:
I shall marry no one now: I have put by the hope, as an old man puts by
all the dreams of his prime."
"It might all have come to pass," I exclaimed bitterly, "had it not been
for me."
"Oh, my boy! my dear boy!" said Mr. Floyd. "When your accident came I
forgot my own wishes at once, thinking only of your need of your mother.
I would have given up more for you than that: I would have given up my
life. Come, come! we have fallen into too serious a vein. Let us talk
about our trip to Europe and the East. I never had the right sort of a
travelling-companion yet: wise men stay at home, but bores and noodles
go abroad."
"But when we start the wise men will no longer be at home."
"You have hit it precisely. There are a few things I want to show
you--some cathedrals, landscapes and pictures. I will save you a world
of trouble, and will instruct you at once to find certain objects
frightful and unworthy of notice or esteem. The zest of travel is taken
out of one by the necessity of muttering vague formulas of meaningless
praise before pictures and statues it is traditional to admire. There's
too much of everything in this world. When a man has reached my age and
my state of health he feels the necessity of getting at the real
substance of things."
"But can one get at it?"
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