Modern literature: a novel, Volume 1 (of 3) — John Shaqi
Modern literature: a novel, Volume 1 (of 3)Bisset, Robert
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Modern literature: a novel, Volume 1 (of 3)
Bisset, Robert
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction
“Madam, having by the death of my mother, and the marriage of my
sisters, a kind of vacancy in the family, that makes the house somewhat
lonesome, I find I shall be obliged to enter into the matrimonial
state. Understanding, from report, that you are not disinclineable to
the married condition, I have thought of making you proposals. All my
friends give you a very high character, that I assure you, not any
consideration of property is what now induces me to make bold. Besides
the extraordinary beauty of your face and person, the whiteness of
your skin, your shining eyes, and the fine fall of your shoulders,
the dignity of your walk, not to mention other charms, which, though
invisible, may be well supposed, has created in me a passion, which
preys upon my heart, and will, if not gratified, throw me into a
consumption; which, as the Family Physician observes, is, in this
country, a very frequent and dangerous distemper. Your fortune, I
do assure you, is totally out of my thoughts, and, if you had not a
shilling, I should prefer you to any other woman, though mistress of
all the riches in the city of Glasgow. I hope, therefore, you will
have compassion upon your sincere lover, who thinks of nothing but
your charms. My lawyer will meet with yours whenever you may please
to appoint.--I propose a jointure, which, if you should survive me,
will give you ten per cent. for your money; the said money thereupon
to become my property.--With the most disinterested love, I am, madam,
your adoring swain,
DUNCAN HAMILTON.”
Though this letter, in many cases, answered pretty well, yet, in some,
it did not altogether suit. Among the various objects of his passion
was a Creole, to whom the praise of whiteness of skin did not entirely
apply; a lady who squinted, that could not so properly be praised for
her eyes. To a third, the fall of the shoulders had been as well left
out, as she happened to be somewhat humpbacked; a fourth, that limped,
might have dispensed with the encomiums bestowed on gracefulness
of gesture.--The laird of Etterick having circulated his courtship
to every opulent lady that he could hear of was soon smoaked. The
portioned misses and dames began to compare notes, and found that as
the object was the same in all his love pursuits, viz. the rent-roll,
funded property, and cash at their bankers’, the means were similar in
every case. At last the laird of Etterick’s courtship became a jest
in the country, and he, now approaching forty, was a bachelor. His
personal charms were not very likely to shorten his celibacy. He was
about five feet four inches high, and extremely slender, with stooping
shoulders, and a pair of legs, whose shape, though often rousing men
to martial deeds, when beating on a kettle-drum, were not the most
promising supporters for a lover.
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