Memoirs of Miss Sidney Biddulph: Extracted from her own Journal, and now first publishedSheridan, Frances Chamberlaine
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Memoirs of Miss Sidney Biddulph: Extracted from her own Journal, and now first published
Sheridan, Frances Chamberlaine
English fiction -- 18th century
You may suppose the house wherein I had lost a beloved husband appeared
a dismal place to me, especially in my present situation. I thought too,
my father's looks began to grow colder to me than they used to be; and I
begged I might have his permission to remove for a while. He did not
oppose it, and I went, at the pressing intreaties of your favourite, the
good old dean, to his house; where he and his lady behaved to me with
more than parental tenderness. My health was in so declining a way, that
this worthy man (as I have since learned) made several applications to
my mother to see me, but without success. At length the hour of my
delivery arrived, and I was brought to-bed of a dead female child. The
estate, in case of Mr Vere's dying without issue, devolved on his
sisters; and I was in hopes that this circumstance, so favourable to the
young ladies, would have induced their father to have been less rigorous
in persisting in his claim. But in this I was deceived; he loved money,
and was besides full of resentment against my mother. I thought however
of an expedient, which I flattered myself might work upon him; and by
good fortune it succeeded.
Mr Vere, though I had left his house, visited me constantly, and kept up
a shew of tenderness, which I am sure he had not in his heart. I told
him one day, whilst I was still confined to my bed, that as I had now
lost both my husband and my child, a very moderate income would be
sufficient for me; and that as I valued my mother's peace of mind,
beyond any selfish consideration, I was very willing to give up half my
jointure, provided he would drop his suit. Mr Vere seemed surprized at
the proposal: he said, he wondered I could be so blind to my own
interest, and that all he was doing was purely for my sake. I thanked
him for his pretended friendship, but assured him, he could serve me no
way so effectually, as by coming into the measure I proposed. Mr Vere
said, I talked like a child; but he would consider of it. The following
day he called on me again, and told me, that to make me easy, he was
willing to come into my proposal; that he would have the proper
instruments drawn, by which I would relinquish half my jointure; and he
in consequence to give up all claim on my father's estate.
I was much better pleased, at this losing agreement, than if I had
acquired a large accession of fortune.
Mr Vere soon got the proper deeds ready, and they were executed in form.
I now relapsed into an illness, from which I was supposed to have been
quite recovered, and my life was thought in great danger. I have since
been told, that Mr Vere repented his agreement at that juncture, and
told some of his friends, that if he had not been so hasty, he should
have had a chance for my jointure and my fortune too.
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