The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of PennsylavaniaBird, Robert Montgomery
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The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of Pennsylavania
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Pennsylvania -- History -- Fiction
While he lay in this dangerous condition, the fierce Oran, whose
bosom yearned over him as the youngest, and, after himself, the last
of his father's children, read the secrets of his spirit; and, seeing
no other means of saving his life, he formed, so soon as the sudden
return of Catherine to the valley appeared to render the scheme
feasible, the bold resolution of carrying her off, and thus defeating
the only scruples in the way of Hyland's happiness. His own heart was
a rock, and he smiled grimly as he thought of the affection of woman;
but he had learned to love his brother, and knew that the passion he
derided was consuming his spirit within him. "I will give him his
gew-gaw puppet," he muttered, as he sat one night watching by
Hyland's couch--(it was a bed of fern spread on a rock, on the naked
hills, with only a thatch of hemlock boughs to shelter him from winds
and dews, and a fire in the open air to light the wretched den:) "I
will give him his wish.--He mutters her name in his sleep, and he
sobs as he speaks it. Poor fool! he said true--he is unfit for this
life of the desert, and his heart is warm to all God's creatures. Why
should I seek to make it as fierce and bitter as my own? Let him to
the island again, and the girl with him--it will be better: he was
made to be happy."
When he first announced his scheme to Hyland, the youth, to his
surprise, strongly and vehemently opposed it, as being a violence and
wrong not only to Catherine, but to himself: but when the news was
brought him that the wedding-day was fixed and nigh at hand, and he
saw that he must act now or never, his resolution and feelings
experienced a sudden change. He thought over again and again all the
evidences he had traced of Catherine's aversion to the union, and he
added the few and precious revealments of her regard for himself: he
remembered her wild and broken expressions at that hour of parting
which had made her acquainted with the depth of his love, and perhaps
taught her more than she had dreamed before of the condition of her
own: he pictured her in his imagination, the fair, the beautiful and
the good, driven into the arms of one as incapable of appreciating
her worth as he was undeserving her love: he thought of his peaceful
island-home, and the paradise it would become, when she whom he
adored should sit with him under its arbours of palms, or walk over
its shelly beaches: he thought these things, and persuaded himself
that fate called for, and heaven would sanction, the violence,--that
he acted not so much for himself as for her,--and that she would
forgive the friendly audacity that brought her release and happiness
together.
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