Wives and Widows; or, The Broken LifeStephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
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Wives and Widows; or, The Broken Life
Stephens, Ann S. (Ann Sophia)
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I had nothing to answer. If Mr. Lee knew of this unhappy attachment, he
had given no sign; but I told her that his general character was opposed
to anything so mercenary.
"If this were so," answered the old lady, growing more anxious, "I think
it would be easily remedied. My grandson, it is true, has little more
than a handsome independence; but I, Miss Hyde, am perhaps richer than
our neighbors think. In fact," she added, blushing, as if there were
something to be ashamed of in the confession, "my income, if I chose to
use it, would not compare meanly with that of Mr. Lee. When one spends
but little, with tolerably fair possessions, property accumulates
rapidly at the end of a long life. I had intended to endow charities,
perhaps; but the sight of my boy up yonder has changed all this."
I could only say, "You are very liberal, madam;" for I felt sure that
the trouble did not lie where she supposed.
"If you could in any way make this understood, Miss Hyde, without
bringing it prominently forward, I should be so grateful. I called you
in here for this purpose. You have been so kind, so truly good to us."
"Oh, no, no," I protested.
"So delicate," she persisted; "and now when his life is in such fearful
peril, I am forced to take liberties--forced to think if anything can be
done to save him, forced to beg for help."
"Oh, if I could help you!" I exclaimed, feeling the tears rush to my
eyes.
"You have, you can; already we are greatly indebted to your kindness. I
am not eloquent to express thanks, sometimes feeling that silence is
most delicate; but I feel all this, Miss Hyde, and so did he, my poor
boy!"
Again I expressed the happiness it would give me to help her or him.
"I am an old woman," she continued; "very old, and require so little
that property has become burdensome. If--if this thing can be arranged,
all that I have, every cent, shall go to him; not after my death, but
now, while I can see them enjoy it. They will remember my habits, and my
little wants, I am sure; and it will be very pleasant to have young
voices around me again. Will you take an opportunity to suggest this to
Mr. Lee?--not the young lady--my grandson must owe everything to himself
there; but with a parent these are important considerations, sometimes."
I could not see her face, for tears half blinded me. The feeling which
could induce this fine old woman to give up all the appliances of her
pride, all the power of her life, in order to purchase happiness for her
grandson, was one of those noble outgushes of human nature that always
make me weep. I could have kissed the hem of her garments, and felt
ennobled by the act. It was no little thing to uproot the fixed habits
of almost a century. With all that love of property which grows strong
in age, from a sentiment of generosity another might have thought of
dividing, but she was ready to give up all.
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