Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
"You are right, Luis, anything is better than that contemptible hunting
after place, in which so many men waste their energies; but you need not
be reduced to that necessity,--the Minister will gladly give you
employment whenever you ask for it, as he has already promised you, and
he is not a man to forget his word."
"That was when fortune appeared to smile on me, and I was not a
suppliant for charity. You yourself have often told me that people are
far more ready to bestow gifts on those who do not ask for them, than on
those who are petitioners."
"With people in general, such is the case," replied the Captain; "but
the Minister is not to be judged by the same rules as other men:
besides, you have other powerful friends, whom you are not aware of, but
who would be the last people to wish you to enter the profession of the
Church--with due reverence be it spoken. Should you be deprived of your
natural counsellor,--your father, do not take any step without
consulting one in whose judgment you may place the fullest confidence,--
I mean, Senhor Mendez. You will always hear of him at the house where
he is now residing, and he will ever be ready to advise you. Do not act
like some foolish people, who fancy that it betrays a weakness of
judgment to ask advice, whereas another person, of even inferior
capacity, may often, from viewing a case calmly and dispassionately, be
able to form a better opinion than he who, having to act, is naturally
biassed according to his feelings at the time. You will think me an old
proser if I continue talking much longer; and, at all events, your
servant and horses are impatient to be off, so once again, Luis,
farewell."
The friends embracing affectionately, Luis mounted his horse with a sad
heart, and turned his back once more on all the horrors and miseries
with which for the last few weeks he had been surrounded. He had, in
despair, been obliged to give up his search for the younger Goncalo
Christovao, not being able to discover the slightest trace of him, so
that at last he felt convinced that he must have been one of the
sufferers in the earthquake.
The fidalgo had recovered his strength, and a few days before had set
off on his return to Oporto, accompanied by his daughter, and his
confessor, who did not cease to insist on his fulfilling his vow of
placing the fair girl in a convent; and it was at last agreed that she
should enter the principal one in that city. Clara, broken-hearted and
despairing, offered no opposition to the proposed plan, so that it was
arranged she should commence her noviciate soon after her return home,--
her younger brother, who had been before destined for the Church, being
taken from Coimbra, where he was pursuing his studies, little thought of
or cared about, to be treated henceforth as the heir of the house.
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