The Gipsy: A Tale (Vols I & II)James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Gipsy: A Tale (Vols I & II)
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Romanies -- Fiction
Thus saying, he left the room, and sprang upon horseback, while
Isadore returned to the apartment of her cousin, who was now in bed by
the orders of the village apothecary, and in the act of taking such
medicines as he judged most likely to calm and sooth the mind by their
sedative effect upon the body. Here Isadore communicated in a low
voice to her mother all that she had gathered from Colonel Manners;
and placing herself at the window of her fair cousin's room, watched
the dark edge of the hill where it cut upon the sky, till at length
she saw the figures of three horses straining with their riders up the
steep ascent. The next moment they came upon the level ground at the
top, changed their pace into a quick gallop, were seen for a minute or
two flying along against the clear blue behind, and then, passing on,
were lost entirely to her sight.
CHAPTER XIV.
We must now beg leave to retrograde a little in regard to time: and,
in order to bring every character in our story to the same point, must
turn for a while to a personage of whom we have heard nothing since
the day after Edward de Vaux's arrival at Morley House.
The beautiful world in which we live, the multitude of blessings by
which we are surrounded, and that beneficent ordination by which the
human mind in its natural state is rendered capable of resting
satisfied with whatever portion is allotted to it, would make the
earth that we inhabit an Eden indeed, if Satan had not supplied us
with easy steps to lead us to misery. Our passions form the first
round of the ladder; then come our follies close above them; then
follow next our vices; these, with brief intervals, are succeeded by
crimes; and all beyond is wretchedness. Every crime, too, is prolific
in miseries--its legitimate children--who not only return to prey upon
their proper parent, but ravage far and wide the hearts of thousands
of others. Not only is it on the grand scale when the glory-seeking
felon calls the dogs of war to tear the prostrate carcass of some
peaceful country, and, by his individual fault, render millions
wretched; but each petty individual crime, like the one small seed
from which mighty forests spring, is but the germ of gigantic and
incalculable consequences; and no one knows to what remote and
unforeseen events each trifling action may ultimately lead: no one can
tell to whose bosom the error he commits may not bring despair, or how
many hearts may be laid desolate by the sin or the folly of the
moment.
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