Maid Marian, and Other StoriesSeawell, Molly Elliot
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Maid Marian, and Other Stories
Seawell, Molly Elliot
Manners and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, American
Loris, on the contrary, enjoyed a high degree of imperial favor.
He had been sent, at his own request, to take command in one of the
disturbed districts near the Turkestan frontier--a position which
he filled to the satisfaction of the Government and of the local
authorities too, a thing difficult to do. About this time he invented
a new fuse, which was approved by the Ministry of War, and for which
he declined to accept any compensation, which induced the emperor to
decorate him. He belonged to the true party of order and progress,
which seeks to improve the Russ as he is without vainly attempting to
turn him into a German or a Frenchman. His estates near Wilna were
said to prove by their flourishing condition that emancipation could
be turned to the mutual benefit of proprietor and serf. Of his private
character my great affection for him makes me speak with diffidence. I
can only say that he had a multitude of friends who shared my opinion
of him. His talents and accomplishments were adorned with a singular
modesty, which, if it did not disarm jealousy, at least silenced it.
The Russ is essentially democratic; therefore it is not remarkable that
Count Loris Kourásoff, one of the darlings of St. Petersburg society,
should have for his friend a sub-professor who lived in modest lodgings
in an unfashionable quarter beyond the Izaak bridge. Once a year we
usually took a journey together; and one summer he accompanied me to
Germany on a mission of a sentimental nature, which, if not settled to
my satisfaction, was at least settled, and I set myself to forgetting
Maria von Spreckeldsen as quickly as I could. This proved to be easier
than I had imagined; and, though I wept tears of rage, and Maria tears
of disappointment, when her father refused to let us marry on my salary
as sub-professor, the anguish of both subsided by degrees, leaving
only a feeling of placid regret. Maria, who could not talk philosophy
so well as I, acted it much better, and in less than a year married
Herr Sachs, one of the richest brewers in Bavaria; and when I last
saw her I thought I would not exchange the image which dwelt in my
heart of my adored Maria in her youthful slenderness for the excellent
but stout Madame Sachs, while I am sure she would not have given her
brewer for all the professors in Russia and Germany together. But we
still correspond (with the full approbation of Herr Sachs), and in our
letters call each other Gottlieb and Maria. O youth! O folly! O Maria!
Count Loris frequently complained that my affair with Maria had
destroyed his fondest illusions, and that my inconstancy, as he was
pleased to call my devotion to my ideal Maria, had made him a skeptic
in love. He seemed to take a cruel pleasure in listening to my most
harrowing reminiscences, and when we dined together always toasted
Maria with a variety of unfeeling remarks.
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