Recollections of a chaperonSullivan, Arabella Jane
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Recollections of a chaperon
Sullivan, Arabella Jane
English fiction -- 19th century
“Mr. Maitland never brought me the letter to which you allude. I
have never seen any of your companions in misfortune, except Colonel
Eversham, who told me how he followed your remains to the grave, and I
have yet to learn by what means you effected your escape from Verdun.
For two years I mourned you in sincerity and truth. During all that
time I regulated my conduct by what I supposed would have been your
wishes, if you had been able to express them to me before your supposed
death.
“Some months after the expiration of my two years’ mourning, I accepted
the hand of Mr. Hamilton. You must feel, that, although this second
marriage is null and void, and that in the eye of the law I am your
wife, an eternal barrier is placed between yourself and me.
“Upon the reception of your first letter, Mr. Hamilton left me,
and I have not seen him since. Upon the confirmation of this first
letter (in the authenticity of which we scarcely believed), I removed
with—the—two children to my father’s.” [She had at first written
“_your_ two children;” but she felt as if by that word she were tacitly
yielding them up to him, and she substituted _our_. This she feared
might imply that their reunion was not impossible, and she wrote
_the_.] “Indeed, indeed, my conscience acquits me of having wilfully
done any thing wrong, though I am aware I have cast a blight over the
fate of all those whose happiness I would gladly die to secure. Would
I could die! But it is our duty to suffer and submit. Misfortune has,
I hope, taught you likewise the duty of resignation. Pray, as I do,
for strength to fulfil our pilgrimage here on earth in unrepining
patience and humility, so that we may hereafter be deemed worthy of
our Maker’s promised blessings to those who do his will in this world.
Our misfortunes have not originated in guilt: in that reflection let
us find a supporting hope; and rest assured that, had I known you
to be living, no length of absence, no human power, no imaginable
circumstances, should have shaken my adherence to my maiden vow of
constancy: you should have found me as you left me—
“Your faithful wife,
“ELLEN CRESFORD.”
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