Sweet Cicely — or Josiah Allen as a PoliticianHolley, Marietta
Religion
Sweet Cicely — or Josiah Allen as a Politician
Holley, Marietta
Methodist Church (U.S.) -- Fiction; Temperance and religion -- Fiction; Women -- Suffrage -- Fiction
But it wus this last move of hisen that killed her; for I tell you, it
is pretty tough on a mother to have her baby, a part of her own life,
took right out of her arms, and gin to a stranger.
For this uncle of hern wus a entire stranger to Dorlesky when the will
wus made. And almost like a stranger to her father, for he hadn't seen
him sence he wus a boy; but he knew he hadn't any children, and s'posed
he wus rich and respectable. But the truth wuz, he had been a runnin'
down every way,--had lost his property and his character, wus dissipated
and mean (onbeknown, it wus s'posed, to Dorlesky's father). But the will
was made, and the law stood. Men are ashamed now, to think the law wus
ever in voge; but it wuz, and is now in some of the States. The law wus
in voge, and the poor young mother couldn't help herself. It has always
been the boast of our American law, that it takes care of wimmen. It
took care of her. It held her in its strong, protectin' grasp, and held
her so tight, that the only way she could slip out of it wus to drop
into the grave, which she did in a few months. Then it leggo.
But it kep' holt of Dorlesky: it bound her tight to her uncle, while he
run through with what little property she had; while he sunk lower and
lower, until at last he needed the very necessaries of life; and then
he bound her out to work, to a woman who kep' a drinkin'-den, and the
lowest, most degraded hant of vice.
Twice Dorlesky run away, bein' virtuous but humbly; but them strong,
protectin' arms of the law that had held her mother so tight, jest
reached out, and dragged her back agin. Upheld by them, her uncle could
compel her to give her service wherever he wanted her to work; and he
wus owin' this woman, and she wanted Dorlesky's work, so she had to
submit.
But the 3d time, she made a effort so voyalent that she got away. A good
woman, who, bein' nothin' but a woman, couldn't do any thing towards
onclinchin' them powerful arms that wuz protectin' her, helped her to
slip through 'em. And Dorlesky come to Jonesville to live with a sister
of that good woman; changed her name, so's it wouldn't be so easy to
find her; grew up to be a nice, industrious girl. And when the woman she
was took by, died, she left Dorlesky quite a handsome property.
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