My Wife and I; Or, Harry Henderson's HistoryStowe, Harriet Beecher
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My Wife and I; Or, Harry Henderson's History
Stowe, Harriet Beecher
American fiction -- 19th century; Courtship -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Romance fiction
"And he should have them, so he should, Pa-sey dear," said Eva,
caressingly, putting her arm round his neck. "But come, Mr. Henderson, I
suppose the gay world outside will expect us."
I had risen and was looking over the library. It was largely composed of
modern scientific and physiological works.
"You see my light reading," said Ida, with a smile.
"Ida's books are a constant reproach to me," said Eva; "but I dip in now
and then, and fish up some wonderful pearl out of them; however, I
confess to just the fatal laziness she reprobates--I don't go _through_
anything."
"Well, Mr. Henderson, we won't keep you from the world of the parlors,"
said Ida; "but consider you have the _entrée_ here whenever you want a
quiet talk; and we will be friends," she said, stretching out her hand
with the air of a queen.
"You honor me too much, Miss Van Arsdel," said I.
"Come now, Mr. Henderson, we can't allow our principal literary lion to
be kept in secret places," said Miss Eva. "You are expected to walk up
and down and show yourself; there are half a dozen girls to whom I have
promised to present you."
And in a moment I found myself standing in a brilliant circle of gay
tropical birds of fashion, where beauty, or the equivalent of beauty,
charmingness, was the rule, and not the exception. In foreign lands, my
patriotic pride had often been fed by the enthusiasm excited by my
countrywomen. The beauty and grace of American women their success in
foreign circles, has passed into a proverb; and in a New York company of
young girls one is really dazzled by prettiness. It is not the grave,
grand, noble type of the Madonna and the Venus de Milo, but the
delicate, brilliant, distracting prettiness of young birds, kittens,
lambs, and flowers--something airy and fairy--belonging to youth and
youthful feeling. You see few that promise to ripen and wax fairer in
middle life; but almost all are like delicate, perfectly-blossomed
flowers--fair, brilliant and graceful, with a fragile and evanescent
beauty.
The manners of our girls have been criticised, from the foreign
standpoint, somewhat severely. It is the very nature of republican
institutions to give a sort of unconventional freedom to its women.
There is no upper world of court and aristocracy to make laws for them,
or press down a framework of etiquette upon them. Individual freedom of
opinion and action pervades every school; it is breathed in the very
air, and each one is, in a great degree, a law unto herself. Every
American girl feels herself in the nobility; she feels adequate to the
situation, and perfectly poised in it. She dares do many things not
permitted in foreign lands, because she feels strong in herself, and
perfectly sure of her power.
Yet he who should presume on this frank generosity of manner, will find
that Diana has her arrows; and that her step is free only because she
knows her strength, and understands herself perfectly, and is competent
to any situation.
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