Woman Triumphant: The story of her struggles for freedom, education and political rights.: Dedicated to all noble-minded women by an appreciative member of the other sex.Cronau, Rudolf
History
Woman Triumphant: The story of her struggles for freedom, education and political rights.: Dedicated to all noble-minded women by an appreciative member of the other sex.
Cronau, Rudolf
Women -- History
From a letter, reproduced in the same book, it appears that instances of
the survival of the feudal idea as to the right of the lord to the
persons of his vassal woman occurred within the last decenniums of the
Nineteenth Century. This letter, written by Mr. D. R. Locke, and dated
December, 1891, reads: “One of the Landlords was shot a few years ago
and a great ado was made about it. In this case as in most of the others
it was not a question of rent. My Lord had visited his estates to see
how much more money could be taken out of his tenants, and his lecherous
eyes happened to rest upon a very beautiful girl, the eldest daughter of
a widow with seven children. Now this girl was betrothed to a nice sort
of boy, who, having been in America, knew a thing or two. My Lord,
through his agent, who is always a pimp as well as a brigand, ordered
Kitty to come to the castle. Kitty, knowing very well what that means,
refused. “Very well,” says the agent, “yer mother is in arrear for rent,
and you had better see My Lord, or I shall be compelled to evict
her.”—Kitty knew what that meant also. It meant that her gray-haired
mother, her six helpless brothers and sisters would be pitched out by
the roadside to die of starvation and exposure, and so Kitty, without
saying a word to her mother or anyone else, went to the castle and was
kept there three days, till My Lord was tired of her, when she was
permitted to go. She went to her lover, like an honest girl as she was,
and told him she would not marry him, but refused to give any reason.
Finally the truth was wrenched out of her, and Mike went and found a
shot-gun that had escaped the eye of the royal constabulary, and he got
powder and shot and old nails, and he lay behind a hedge under a tree
for several days. Finally one day My Lord came riding by all so gay, and
that gun went off. There was a hole, a blessed hole, clear through him,
and he never was so good a man as before because there was less of him.
Then Mike went out and told Kitty to be of good cheer and not to be cast
down, that the little difference between him and My Lord had been
settled, and that they would be married as soon as possible. And they
were married, and I had the pleasure of taking in my hand the very hand
that fired the blessed shot, and of seeing the wife, to avenge whose
cruel wrongs the shot was fired.”
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