The Story of a Country TownHowe, E. W. (Edgar Watson)
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The Story of a Country Town
Howe, E. W. (Edgar Watson)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Kansas -- Fiction
Perhaps your ignorance of love, Jo, will prove more serious than you
expect. Had you more knowledge of it you would know that your lonely
fancies are wrong, and that there is not such a woman in the world as
you have created, and no such love as you expect. Perhaps had you
mingled more with the world you would have known this and saved yourself
much unhappiness.
I went out ahead of him, and he remained inside talking for a few
moments. Mateel seemed to be assuring him that she was not offended, and
I heard him thank her, quietly say his adieus, and close the door.
We rode a considerable distance in silence, for I was waiting for Jo to
speak, as he had to my mind emerged from boyhood to manhood since coming
to the mill to live, and I was not as free in his company as I had been
at home.
“I have made poor progress to-night,” he said, at last, “but I was not
comfortable while there, for some reason, and now I am not satisfied
when I am away. The next time I go there I intend to tell Mateel that I
am madly in love with her. I suppose she will call her father and order
me out of the house, but I can’t stand this suspense, I have a notion to
send you on home and go back now.”
He stopped in the road to consider it, but, recollecting that it would
be a ridiculous performance, rode on again.
“My love for her has taken such complete possession of me that I shall
be fit for nothing else until I know what I am to expect. If I were
older, and not so poor, I would go back to-night, declare my love, and
insist that she forever reject me or marry me in five minutes. But even
if she accepts me--when I offer myself--it will be years before I can
hope to possess her. I have always been waiting--first for release from
your father, then for release from Barker, and now for Mateel. I would
sell myself to the Devil to-night, to be delivered in four or five
years, for a little age, a home of my own, and Mateel for my wife--NOW,
not to wait a minute.”
He had said NOW! so loudly that it sounded like a signal for the Devil
to appear and complete the bargain of which he had spoken, and was so
stern that I was afraid of him.
“I must curb this terrible passion or it will do me serious injury.
There is nothing in store for me except waiting and working, and I fear
that by the time I accomplish what I desire I shall be so tired and
indifferent that I cannot enjoy it as I would now. But if I am as happy
when I possess her as I think I shall be, I will whip the man who says
this is not a happy world. If she is given to me, I shall make her a
queen if it is possible. My only fear is that being of a poor family I
shall not be able to accomplish all I desire. Barker says an industrious
man can accomplish more than a talented one; if that is true I will make
Mateel proud of me, and cause her to bless the day she came to Fairview
to live. But I intend to talk less in the future, and do more.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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