The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 20, No. 122, December, 1867: A Magazine of Literature, Science, Art, and PoliticsVarious
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 20, No. 122, December, 1867: A Magazine of Literature, Science, Art, and Politics
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"I did not sleep much that night, and in the morning I was almost sick.
Ephraim was very kind, and when Prudence said she was going to invite in
some of the young people of the neighborhood that evening, he wanted her
to put it off; but Prudence said she guessed I would be better,--she
thought people could throw off sickness if they tried to do so. At this
Semantha laughed so disagreeably, and looked over at Ephraim in so
significant a way, that I am afraid I almost hated her.
"The company came in the evening,--five or six merry young girls and
young men. If my head and heart had been right, I could have enjoyed it
too. But my head ached, and for the rest you would have thought it was
Semantha who was engaged to Ephraim, and not I.
"There was a young man there named Elihu Parsons. He was very
handsome,--too handsome for a man,--and what with this and his pleasant
ways he was a great favorite with the girls. I had only seen him once or
twice, but he remembered me, and came and sat by me while the games were
going on. I thought this was very good of him, for nobody was so much
called for as he; but he would not leave me, and was so sociable and
pleasant that I tried to brighten up and entertain him as well as I
could. We were in the midst of our talk, when I happened to glance up
and saw Ephraim looking over at us,--looking, too, as I had never seen
him. All at once it flashed upon me that I could make him suffer as he
had made me. From that moment an evil spirit possessed me. I felt my
cheeks flush; my heart beat fast; I was full of wild gayety. I sang
songs when they asked me. Elihu asked me to dance, and I danced,--I, who
had never taken a step before in my life. I felt as light as air; I
seemed to float through the figure.
"Ephraim never came near me the whole evening, but Elihu kept close to
me, and we had a great deal of talk that I am glad to have forgotten.
But I remember that he laughed at Semantha Lee, and made fun of her hair
that he said was like tow, and her eyes that squinted, and her mincing
gait; and I listened, and felt a malicious pleasure in this dispraise of
Semantha. Through it all my head ached terribly, and I stupidly wondered
how I dared be such a wicked girl, and what my mother would say if she
knew it.
"By and by it was ten o'clock, and then Semantha suddenly discovered
that she must go home. Mrs. Allen tried to persuade her to stay. But no!
It was going to snow, she said, and she would not stay. Then Prudence
said, if she _must_ go, Ephraim would take her home in the sleigh,
which, of course, was just what Semantha wanted.
"I don't know what made me do it, but upon this I rose and went over to
where they were standing, and said that Elihu Parsons was going directly
past Deacon Lee's, and would be happy to take Semantha, and that I would
rather Ephraim should not go.
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