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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"A rather singular family has just arrived--some rich iron-man from the
interior of Pennsylvania. His wife is a confirmed invalid, but one of
the most refined and lovable women I ever saw. She must have been very
beautiful in her youth, for her features are singularly like those of
her daughter, who is considered the most lovely girl at the Branch this
season. The rooms which Mr. Lee occupies open on to the same veranda
with mine, and as the lady spends a great deal of her time in looking
out upon the ocean from her luxurious easy-chair, I managed to open an
acquaintance with her and a lady who is her constant companion, and
either an elder sister of the beautiful girl I have spoken of, or some
near friend of the family. My first advances to this lady were rather
coldly received. She has evidently been out of society a long time, and
appears shy and reserved. The younger lady seemed to be reading my face
with more scrutiny than pleased me. She is not really handsome, but has
lovely hair and an abundance of it, with deep gray eyes that are almost
always shaded by long curling lashes, which gives them intense
expression when she lifts them suddenly and meets your gaze. Her
complexion is pure and bright, but the mouth is a little too large for
harmony with the other features. Still, her smile is peculiarly
expressive when she does smile, which is not often.
"I can hardly tell why this person impressed me so forcibly, but a
strange sensation came over me when those eyes were first lifted to my
face. She is not imposing in her presence, but very modest and very
unobtrusive. Her attentions to Mrs. Lee were more than affectionate; and
with the young lady she has the air and manner of a sister who feels her
superiority in age, and nothing more.
"This morning I met Mr. Lee on the shore, walking alone. He is a
princely man in appearance, taller than Mr. Lawrence, and of more noble
proportions. Still, his finely-cut features lack the keen intelligence
which is only seen where great genius exists. The years he has already
numbered scarcely count to his disadvantage. Not very long ago I should
have considered this man as far the handsomest of the two; but now the
splendor of genius alone can satisfy me....
"I have had terrible news. President Lincoln has issued a proclamation
which emancipates all slaves in the rebellious States. If this act is
lawful, and can be enforced, I am almost a beggar. All the property to
which I have a right lies in the strong arms of nearly three hundred
negro slaves. A single word, the mere writing of a man's name, has swept
all my wealth away. With the exception of my jewels, I have nothing.
This is a terrible blow, for I have endured poverty, and shrink from it
with absolute dread. To me a luxurious ease and elegance are a fixed
habit, and so necessary that I could not live without them.
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