I was in despair for his unkindness! Had my steps been strewed with
flowers, had I been possessed of every outward accommodation wealth
could bestow, alas, how unavailing would all these advantages have
been to me! but in my situation, oppressed, afflicted, and surrounded
with mortifications, ignorant even of the means of my future support,
and that of his child, how dreadfully were my woes increased! This
mark of his inattention redoubled my grief. An assortment of flowers,
plants, etc. arrived after his departure, which only served to remind
me of the happiness I had proposed myself from their cultivation in
his company: but I could not live by their scent, like a Dutch damsel,
nor was I descended of Cameleons that could be kept with air. In my
despair I refused all kind of nourishment; but a worthy girl who lived
with me, recovered me from this _reverie_. If you are resolved, madam,
(said she) never to eat a morsel more during your existence, your
behaviour at present is very consistent; but if you design ever to do
so, believe me that this is the best time you can possibly do so for
yourself, exclusive of your child, who must suffer with you. The last
argument was a prevailing one--I enquired for food, and eat greedily.
I was soon afterwards delivered of a lovely boy--I took him in my
arms--each feature depicted his beloved, though cruel father! He has
since been my only solace, comfort, and happiness--were I hunted out
of society, and were I to meet with every species of abuse on _his
account_, he would be infinitely more interesting to me than all that
the world could confer upon me.
After two months, during which time I flattered myself I should
hear from Sir Harry, though my hopes proved too sanguine, I removed
from his house--I cared not where I went, if distant from a place he
could discover me in, at a time when his capricious passion might
bring him back to me. Many unfortunate women, in such a situation,
give themselves up (as Ariadne did) to Bacchus, from the day they are
deserted--But a superior education taught me better. My maid's brother
was a captain of a ship; I agreed with him to bring us to this place.
My child justified my keeping a few valuable trinkets Sir Harry had
given me, which I should otherwise have returned--I set out, and,
philosopher-like, carried all my possessions about me. These trinkets,
and industry, have hitherto supported us--I revere virtue, though I
have unhappily swerved from the established rules of virtue _in my
country_--but I have the same warm affection for virtuous people, the
same tenderness for the unhappy, and the same regard for those whom
prosperity hath not blinded!
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