The Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No. V, May, 1863: Devoted to Literature and National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No. V, May, 1863: Devoted to Literature and National Policy
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
'This I said at a venture, for, old as I was, I had never called upon
Him in deep distress, and I did not know what the effect would be; but I
saw immediately that the advice was unexpected, and seemed to meet the
exigency.
'Her mother's voice was at that moment heard at the door, and I went out
to give Laetitia an opportunity of slipping off to her room without
meeting the family.
''Have you seen 'Titia?' said Mrs. Sunderland to me.
''Yes, she has just gone to her room.'
''Well, I don't know what's the matter with the child since last night,
she's acted so queer. I 'spect she'll get over it, though; she always
did have tantrums.'
'In one sense, however, she never did get over it, and it was many years
before she really recovered much of her old light-heartedness, although
she had an appearance of it to superficial companions. For a long time
her inner life was shut from the view of her friends; but I am at
present able to read it for you, partly from what she herself told me
afterward, and partly from that insight which we all have into those
lives and experiences with which we are in sympathy.
'One afternoon she left me very happy and gay, and went to see a friend
near the town. She was returning slowly toward home, satisfied with
herself, and enjoying intensely the beauty of the season, when she saw
two ladies approaching her. They were strangers, and she looked at them
with interest, attracted by their pleasing faces and graceful bearing.
As they passed her, she overheard one of them say in an undertone, 'What
a frightfully homely girl!'
'There could be no mistake. She only was meant, and the words went like
a sharp dagger to her heart.
'While she was thinking how charming they were, she to them appeared
only frightful. The whole future in an instant opened before her, and
she saw herself, as she moved through it, constantly exciting, wherever
she went, only repulsion in the minds of strangers and friends.
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