The History of Miss Betsy ThoughtlessHaywood, Eliza Fowler
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The History of Miss Betsy Thoughtless
Haywood, Eliza Fowler
Abused wives -- Fiction; Bildungsromans; Didactic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
Heaven be thanked, I am at last got safe to London; a place, which,
I assure you, some months ago I almost despaired of ever seeing
more. My brother has just given me an account of the death of
honest Mr. Goodman; and, as I doubt not but you are very much
concerned, as indeed we all have reason to be, for the loss of so
sincere and valuable a friend, I am very impatient to see you, and
give you what consolation is in my power; but the fatigue of my
journey, after so long an illness, requires my taking some
immediate repose; I shall, however, wait on you to-morrow morning;
till when, believe me, as ever, with the greatest sincerity, dear
sister, your affectionate brother, and humble servant,
F. THOUGHTLESS.
P.S. My brother purposes to come with me; but if any thing should
happen to prevent his visit, you may depend on one from me. Once
more, my dear sister, good night.'
In the present situation of Miss Betsy's mind, she could not have
received a more sensible satisfaction, than what she felt on this young
gentleman's arrival: but what ensued upon it will in due time and place
appear.
CHAPTER II
_Contains only some few particulars of little moment in themselves, but
serve to usher in matters of more importance_
Mr. Goodman, who, both living and dying, had sincerely at heart the
welfare of all with whom he had any concern, could not content himself
to leave the world without giving to those who had been under his care
such advice as he thought necessary for their future happiness.
Accordingly, the day preceding that which happened to be his last, he
sent for Mr. Thoughtless; and on his being come, and seated by his
bedside, he took his hand, and began to remonstrate to him in the most
pathetick, though very gentle, terms, how unjustifiable to the eyes of
Heaven, how disreputable to those of the world, it was to avow and
indulge, in the publick manner he did, an unwarrantable flame.
'I never was severe,' said he, 'in censuring the frailties of youth and
nature; but think the claim they have to pardon consists chiefly in an
endeavour to conceal them; when gloried in, they lose the name of
frailties, and become vices: besides, others by our example might be
emboldened to offend; and, if so, what are we but accessary to their
faults, and answerable for them, as well as for our own? You are at
present,' continued he, 'the head of your family, have a large estate,
are young, handsome, accomplished; in fine, have all the requisites to
make a shining character in life, and to be a service and an honour to
your country. How great a pity would it be, that such a stock of
fortune's blessings, such present benefits, and such glorious
expectations, should all be squandered in the purchase of one guilty
pleasure!'
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