The Path of Duty, and Other StoriesCaswell, Harriet S. (Harriet Sophia)
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The Path of Duty, and Other Stories
Caswell, Harriet S. (Harriet Sophia)
Country life -- Fiction; Family -- Fiction; Friendship -- Fiction; Pastoral fiction; Short stories
I now pass, with a few words, over a period of two years. During all
this time I had continued the labors of my school at Mill Town, still
considering my uncle's house as my home. Obadiah had, by the advice of
my uncle, gone to pursue his studies in Massachusetts, having decided to
obtain a thorough education. He intended fitting himself for college,
and had saved money sufficient to defray his expenses while so doing,
Miss Simmonds still resided in her home at Littleton, and the longer I
enjoyed her friendship the more did I love and respect her. I had
received several letters from Aunt Patience during the past two years.
She had repeatedly urged me to visit her, but, for various reasons, I
had been unable to do so; but at this time, I determined to pay her a
visit. Accordingly, I prepared for my journey to Woodville a small
village in Massachusetts, where she resided. She was very much pleased
to see me. She was much changed since I had last seen her. Her once
vigorous and active form was beginning to bow beneath the weight of
years. She seemed to be very comfortably situated with her relatives;
for, having but a small family, they were able to give her a quiet home.
I enquired of her if she felt happy in her home?
"I feel quite happy and contented," she replied, "and have no wish to
leave my present home, till you marry and possess a home of your own,
when I should be very glad to make my home with you."
I replied that I had no intention of marrying at present but that if
that event should take place during her lifetime, I should be most happy
to receive her into my home.
The village of Woodville was not large; but its location was romantic
and pleasant, being bounded on one side by a range of high hills, and on
the other by a beautiful river. I was highly pleased with the place, and
with the kind family with whom Aunt Patience resided. When I had spent
about ten days at Woodville, I received a letter from my uncle,
requesting my return home without delay. In a postscript he informed me
that I need not be alarmed, as both he and my aunt were in good health;
but that he did not wish to assign a reason for requesting my return. I
could not imagine what had caused my uncle to summon me home, as he was
aware that I had intended spending several weeks with my aunt; and I
made all possible haste to set out on my homeward journey, and left
Woodville the next morning after receiving my uncle's letter. When my
uncle and aunt met me on my return, I knew by their manner that
something unusual had taken place in my absence; but I judged from the
countenance of both that, whatever the event might be, it was one of joy
rather than sorrow. My uncle soon said,--
"Can you bear good news, Clara?"
I replied that I thought I could.
"Then," continued my uncle, "I have the happiness of informing you that
the hopes you had so long cherished of seeing your uncle Charles will be
realized, for he has arrived."
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