The father of a wealthy family dies. The fortune turns out to be less
than was expected. The widow and children decide to go abroad for a year
or so, during their period of mourning, partially for distraction, and
partially (a fact which is not spoken of) because at home they would be
forced to change their way of living to a simpler one, and that is hard
to do, just at first. Later they think it will be quite easy. So the
family emigrates, and after a little sight-seeing, settles in Dresden or
Tours, casually at first, in a hotel. If there are young children they
are made the excuse. "The languages are so important!" Or else one of
the daughters develops a taste for music, or a son takes up the study of
art. In a year or two, before a furnished apartment is taken, the idea
of returning is discussed, but abandoned "for the present." They begin
vaguely to realize how difficult it will be to take life up again at
home. During all this time their income (like everything else when the
owners are absent) has been slowly but surely disappearing, making the
return each year more difficult. Finally, for economy, an unfurnished
apartment is taken. They send home for bits of furniture and family
belongings, and gradually drop into the great army of the expatriated.
Oh, the pathos of it! One who has not seen these poor stranded waifs in
their self-imposed exile, with eyes turned towards their native land,
cannot realize all the sadness and loneliness they endure, rarely
adopting the country of their residence but becoming more firmly American
as the years go by. The home papers and periodicals are taken, the
American church attended, if there happens to be one; the English chapel,
if there is not. Never a French church! In their hearts they think it
almost irreverent to read the service in French. The acquaintance of a
few fellow-exiles is made and that of a half-dozen English families,
mothers and daughters and a younger son or two, whom the ferocious
primogeniture custom has cast out of the homes of their childhood to
economize on the Continent.
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