The Mysteries of Montreal: Being Recollections of a Female PhysicianFührer, Ch. (Charlotte)
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The Mysteries of Montreal: Being Recollections of a Female Physician
Führer, Ch. (Charlotte)
Montréal (Québec) -- Fiction; Women physicians -- Fiction
But she was prepared for more than this. Her heart had become thoroughly
steeled by the harsh treatment which she considered she had received
from her father and others, so she laid herself out to make what capital
she could, not only out of her accomplishments but also of her beauty,
and with such success that she obtained an elegant establishment at the
hands of a wealthy Michigan shipping merchant, the public being led
to believe that she had become possessed of an estate in trust for her
child (a boy) who was just then born. For several years she lived in
this way, always moving along quietly and respectably, when the old
gentleman died, leaving her but a few hundred dollars capital, for
he had neglected to provide for this contingency, and she, with
less forethought than one would imagine, had never considered such a
possibility. Mrs. McClintock, as she now called herself, began to think
of returning to her old business as a teacher, but there was little
necessity, for an old gentleman who had made a fortune as a distiller,
an acquaintance of the deceased merchant, soon made excuse for calling
upon her, and made undoubted advances to her. It may be that he knew
something of his friend’s arrangements, or that he only suspected them;
however, the widow managed matters so adroitly that he imagined he must
have been mistaken, and that the reports he had heard were not true. The
house was elegantly and tastefully furnished, the lady was modestly,
yet richly attired, the little boy and his nurse lending an air of
respectability to the whole establishment only to be out-done by the
conversation and demeanor of the lady herself, who was not only the
peer, but the superior of any lady among the large circle of the old
gentleman’s acquaintances. He called about some lessons for his eldest
daughter, but was informed that Mrs. McClintock no longer gave lessons;
he then suggested that she might recommend a teacher of French, and
endeavored to prolong the interview, but the lady sedately answered all
his queries with a sad and pensive expression far removed from what he
had expected, and rising politely, rang the bell for her servant to show
him out.
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