The International Magazine, Volume 4, No. 5, December 1851Various
History
The International Magazine, Volume 4, No. 5, December 1851
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
All these advantages which I have enumerated, and many more, Mrs.
Hazleton had possessed; but she wanted two things which are absolutely
necessary to human happiness and human virtue--heart and principle. The
one she never could have obtained; for by nature she was heartless. The
other might have been bestowed upon her by her parents. But they had
failed to do so; for their own proper principles had been too scanty
for them to bestow any on their daughter. Yet, strange to say, the lack
of heart somewhat mitigated the intensity of the lady's sufferings now.
She felt not her situation as bitterly as other persons with a greater
portion of sensibility would inevitably have done. She had so trained
herself to resist all small emotions, that they had in reality become
obliterated. Fiery passions she could feel; for the earthquake rends
the granite which the chisel will not touch, and these affected her now
as much as ever.
At that very moment, as she sat there, with her head resting on her
hand, what is the meaning of that stern, knitted brow, that fixed,
steadfast gaze forward, that tight compression of the lips and teeth?
At that moment Nero's wish was in the bosom of Mrs. Hazleton. Could
she have slaughtered half the human race to blot out all evidence of
her crimes, and to escape the grinning shame which she knew awaited
her, she would have done it without remorse. Other feelings, too, were
present. A sense of anger at herself for having suffered herself to
be in the slightest degree moved or agitated by any thing that had
occurred; a determined effort, too, was there--I will not call it
a struggle--to regain entire command of herself--to be as calm, as
graceful, as self-possessed, as dignified as when in high prosperity
with unsullied fame. It might be, in a certain sense, playing a part,
and doubtless the celebrated Madame Tiquet did the same; but she was
playing a part for her own eyes, as well as those of others. She
resolved to be firm, and she was firm. "Death," she said, "is before
me: for that I am prepared. It cannot agitate a nerve, or make a limb
shake. All other evils are trifles compared with this. Why then should
I suffer them to affect me in the least? No, no, they shall not see me
quail!"
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