Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | The Reprint Company | 1975, 1976
Transcription CHAPTER IX.
Stephen Joscelyn reached his home, or rather the cottage of the
widow Kirkland, at an early hour of the afternoon. He had but a
few passing words with Grace, the elder of the two daughters, who
met him at the porch with smiling eyes of welcome, which pleasantly
lighted up her otherwise homely features. The beauty, her sister,
was no where visible. She, as we have already seen, had never wel-
come for the cripple; and while he smiled amiably back to her sister,
her smiles in no wise compensated his heart for the absence of the
To Grace he delivered the packages which he had brought, to-
gether with a note from Annie Dunbar. The young ladies were inti-
mate, were cousins, indeed; and the intercourse between them was
quite as frequent as their separate abodes would admit.
Stephen Joscelyn retired to his own chamber to brood. His unem-
ployed hours, out of the school-room, were now chiefly employed in
meditation. His mind and heart were at conflict; and, between the
distractions of the country and the misdirected and hopeless nature
of his affections, in the false direction which they had taken, he found
it difficult to arrive at such a degree of composure as is requisite for
thought and study. He could only indulge in unprofitable reveries
which saddened without strengthening.
He reviewed the events of the day, recalled the comprehensive and
classical speech of Mr. Drayton, recalled his own, as far as this was
possible, but he had spoken too entirely under a gushing impulse to
remember exactly what he had said. He only recalled its effect upon
the crowd, and his cheeks glowed with a grateful consciousness that
he had not spoken in vain; nay, that he had spoken successfully, and
in full sympathy with the emotions of his audience. The reflection
forced him upon a new track of thought.