Fantasy fiction; Utopian fiction; Utopias -- Fiction
“I come now to the important part of your letter. The old Serpent has
got into your Eden. Two things I would say to you as a preliminary:
first, don’t go off at half-cock. This is a common weakness of women.
Second, don’t expect better bread than can be made of wheat. Your Albert
is not so fine in nature as you supposed, or the fact of your being
unhappy, even disturbed in your mind about his affection, would be the
very strongest motive to self-examination. For myself, I don’t much
believe in marriage, any way: it don’t seem to work. If it could be
prevented until the age of forty or so, it would work better. If you
were an ordinary woman, I should recommend flirting; but that would be
useless in your case. So, my girl, I cannot help you as I would. I need
not dwell on my feelings in the matter. In such cases there is only one
physician, and he is the old mower with the hour-glass. Do not forget,
that although a woman, you are really a philosopher. Love is not all
there is of life; and as you depend less on its intoxication for your
happiness, the more smoothly will work the machinery of destiny, just as
the circulation of the blood is effected more normally when we trust to
Nature, instead of trying to aid her by counting the beating of our
hearts.
“The truth is, I am at a sad loss what to write you on this matter. I
feel sure that you will act wisely, and be unjust to no one. The best I
can do is to trust to your finer instincts. Action and reaction are
equal: so the doctrine of eternal rewards and punishments is true in
principle, though we look for heaven and hell in the wrong places. Be
sure that Nature always restores the equilibrium. This is always the
thought that I comfort myself with. It answers the place that praying
does to the devotee. Nature’s laws are immutable, and cannot fail us. Be
patient, dear girl, and know that there is one old fellow on whom you
can rely, no matter what may happen.
“Yours, as you know,
“G. F.”
To the ordinary observer, there might not seem to be anything in the
doctor’s letter to his daughter that should move her deeply; yet she
read all the latter part of it through blinding tears. She received it a
few days after her reconciliation with Albert, and answered it
immediately as follows:
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