Alabama -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction; Domestic fiction; War stories
"I know no man whose noble, generous heart renders him so worthy of her
as yourself; and if she could only love you as you deserve, I should be
rejoiced; but that I believe to be impossible."
"Do you know how soon she expects to leave Le Bocage?"
"Probably about the close of the year."
"I cannot bear to think of her as going among strangers--being buffeted
by the world, while she toils to earn a maintenance. It is
inexpressibly bitter for me to reflect, that the girl whom I love above
everything upon earth, who would preside so gracefully, so elegantly
over my home, and make my life so proud and happy, should prefer to
shut herself up in a school-room, and wear out her life in teaching
fretful, spoiled, trying children! Oh, Mr. Hammond! can you not prevail
upon her to abandon this scheme? Think what a complete sacrifice it
will be."
"If she feels that the hand of duty points out this destiny as hers, I
shall not attempt to dissuade her; for peace of mind and heart is found
nowhere, save in accordance with the dictates of conscience and
judgment. Since Miss Harding's arrival at Le Bocage, I fear Edna will
realize rapidly that she is no longer needed as a companion by Mrs.
Murray, and her proud spirit will rebel against the surveillance to
which I apprehend she is already subjected. She has always expressed a
desire to maintain herself by teaching, but I suspect that she will do
so by her pen. When she prepares to quit Mrs. Murray's house I shall
offer her a home in mine; but I have little hope that she will accept
it, much as she loves me, for she wants to see something of that
strange mask called 'life' by the world. She wishes to go to some large
city, where she can command advantages beyond her reach in this quiet
little place, and where her own exertions will pay for the roof that
covers her. However we may deplore this decision, certainly we can not
blame her for the feeling that prompts it."
"I have racked my brain for some plan by which I could share my fortune
with her without her suspecting the donor; for if she rejects my hand,
I know she would not accept one cent from me. Can you suggest any
feasible scheme?"
Mr. Hammond shook his head, and after some reflection answered:
"We can do nothing but wait and watch for an opportunity of aiding her.
I confess, Gordon, her future fills me with serious apprehension; she
is so proud, so sensitive, so scrupulous, and yet so boundlessly
ambitious. Should her high hopes, her fond dreams be destined to the
sharp and summary defeat which frequently overtakes ambitious men and
women early in life, I shudder for her closing years and the almost
unendurable bitterness of her disappointed soul."
"Why do you suppose that she aspires to authorship?"
"She has never intimated such a purpose to me; but she can not be
ignorant of the fact that she possesses great talent, and she is too
conscientious to bury it."
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