The Continental Monthly, Vol. 5, No. 5, May, 1864: Devoted To Literature And National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol. 5, No. 5, May, 1864: Devoted To Literature And National Policy
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Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
The dwarf sprang forward and dragged out a seat for her; having done
which, he seemed about to yield to his curiosity and remain. But the
centurion, disapproving of such freedom, made a lunge at him with the
small sword, before which the dwarf retired with a precipitate leap, and
joined the bondwoman and armor bearer outside. Then the father, being
left alone with his daughter, embraced her, and uttered such words of
welcome as his rough nature suggested.
As regarded his intercourse with her, perhaps the most noticeable traits
were the mingled reverence and familiarity with which he treated her. It
seemed as though he was actuated by an ever-pervading consciousness that
her exalted position demanded the observance of the deepest respect
toward her; but that this feeling was connected in his mind with an
unceasing struggle to remember that, after all, she was his own child,
and as such was not entitled to any undue consideration from him. Upon
the present occasion, he first timidly touched her cheek with his lips
and uttered a gentle and almost courtly salutation; but immediately
recollecting himself, and appearing to become impressed with the belief
that his unwitting deference was unworthy of the character of a father,
he proceeded to atone for the mistake by a rough and discomposing
embrace, and such a familiar and frolicksome greeting as none but a camp
follower would have felt flattered with. Then, seating himself before
her, he commenced his conversation in a rude and uncouth tone, and with
rather a forced affectation of military bluntness; from which, however,
as his eye dwelt upon the richness of her apparel and his mind began to
succumb to the charm of her native refinement, he gradually and
unconsciously subsided, in turn, into his former soft and deferential
manner.
'And so the imperator Sergius Vanno has returned,' he said, rolling upon
his tongue, with evident satisfaction, that high-sounding title--once
the acknowledged appellation of a conqueror, but now claimed as a right
by the imperial line alone, and no longer elsewhere bestowed except as
an informal and transitory compliment. 'It was a splendid ovation, and
well earned by a glorious campaign. There is no one in all the Roman
armies who could have managed it better.'
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