The Lady of the Isle : $b or, the Island PrincessSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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The Lady of the Isle : $b or, the Island Princess
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
American fiction -- 19th century
“No, sir, I am unfitted by nature and education to spend my life in
pouring out coffee for old bachelors, pointing out A, B, C’s to little
children, or pulling down goods for idle lady-shoppers. And on the other
hand—I am prepared both by constitution and culture for my present
vocation. Like all the men and women of my house, I love the sea; from
four years old to fourteen, I sailed with my father, who taught me
navigation and seamanship, which I, with my ardent attractions to the
subject, learned much more readily and thoroughly, than many a dull or
unwilling cadet of the Naval schools has done. So being prepared for it,
driven toward it, and attracted by it, I enter my sea life. No, Lord
Montressor, there is something in my blood and in my circumstances, that
could not brook the quiet land life you have cut out for me! no more
than the majority of women could bear the life into which I rush with
enthusiasm. Be it so! every one to the bent of their own taste and
talent. Such I take to be God’s order.”
“I have nothing more to say, Miss Brande, except this: Taking it for
granted that you are, as you say, well fitted for your position; still,
are you _safe_? In exigencies that may arise, when life may depend upon
discipline, will your crew obey you?”
Barbara smiled proudly and confidently. “Lord Montressor! you are,
doubtless, a better student in history than myself! Have you noticed in
your reading, that whenever the reins of government have fallen into the
hands of woman, they have been less successful than men in enforcing
their authority and putting down revolt? Did England’s magnificent
Elizabeth ever quail before her ministers, or her people, or fail to
enforce her own royal will?—or Russia’s terrific Catherine, blench in
the bloodiest scenes of her time? There are such Elizabeths and
Catherines at the present day, and in the humblest walks of life, sir.”
Lord Montressor bowed, and Barbara continued—
“As for my crew, I have the means of compelling them to obedience.”
His lordship looked incredulous.
“There are but eight souls in all of this ship’s company—first, there is
myself, Acting Master, and my black maid—then come my two brothers, who
are devoted to their sister; then my two negroes, who will obey me as
only old family servants, who have watched over me on land and sea, from
childhood to womanhood, would do; and, lastly, there are two enlisted
men—one of whom is an old seaman, who sailed often with my father, and
is perfectly reliable; and the other is a young fellow whose countenance
is a letter of recommendation, if he had no other—as he has. So that you
see, sir, I have not an insubordinate or dangerous character on board.”
“I see you have exercised judgment in the selection of your hands.”
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