The old vicarage : $b A novelHubback, Mrs. (Catherine-Anne Austen)
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The old vicarage : $b A novel
Hubback, Mrs. (Catherine-Anne Austen)
English fiction -- 19th century
despotic power of love, and gentleness, and tender firmness
combined, one whose presence is like a ray of sunshine,
blessing and gladdening every thing within reach. I think I
see you, ruling the family, governing the parish, protecting
the weak, comforting the unhappy, delighting the gay;
influencing all around by the imperceptible power of
goodness, even as a delicate odor spreads itself unseen, and
yet all-pervading, driving away what is bad, and purifying
the surrounding atmosphere. Do you frown upon my dream?
alas! that there should be that in _me_, which prevents its
realization; that though to me it looks so fair and
beautiful, my presence should cast the shadow on it, which
alone makes it impossible. But is it so? let me ask, is
there no change? may I have no hope? Have the three months
which have elapsed since I first ventured to express my
feelings passed, and left no trace behind? am I as far off
as ever from the point, the only thing which can make me
happy? If so, I go to exile and solitary misery to-morrow,
for solitary I must ever be where you are not; solitary I
shall continue until the weary months roll by, which you may
consider necessary. But, tell me how long must it be? how
long must my home duties be laid aside, my house be left
untenanted, and myself a wanderer in foreign lands, away
from all who have any claim on me? Hilary, you shall
dictate; but remember you decide for more than yourself;
look at the whole circumstances, and then tell me how long
shall I be justified in absenting myself from what you have
taught me to consider duties and responsibilities? Deign to
give me an answer to this question. Must my dream continue
nothing but an empty dream, while I go, and for how long――or
may I remain and realize it?
“CHARLES HUYTON.”
Such was the letter which, on the ensuing day after the interview with
the oculist, Charles Huyton’s groom carried to the Vicarage; and to
this Hilary was forced to reply, for the servant was waiting for an
answer. Was it not a dazzling vision to place before a young girl’s
eyes, whose self-devotion to her family was her most prominent
characteristic? Opulence and all its advantages for them, instead of a
narrowing income, a humble home, and the wearing routine of close
domestic economy; and the price was to give her hand to an amiable and
agreeable man, passionately devoted to her, and a favorite with every
member of her family. Ought selfish feelings to stand in the way, and
prevent their enjoying benefits which she might so easily purchase?
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