Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | The Reprint Company | 1975, 1976
Transcription CHAPTER XIX.
No! nor that night. But let us not anticipate.
Fortunately, to relieve the weight of the scene upon the brain of
Walter, Angelica suddenly remembered that it was lunch-time. She
never forgot lunch-time. She knew when twelve o'clock came, as
truly as does the mule, who will, of himself, stop at that hour in the
plough. Thoughtless people are generally great feeders. They de-
volve upon the animal the duties of the intellectual. They take their
stimulus for life from the pantry. They brood over cates and medi-
tate dulcas; and with such people, love is simply a form of blended
appetite and vanity. Alas ! for the hapless wooer, having an active
brain of his own, who is beguiled through his merest fancies by a
pretty play-thing ! Such creatures as Angelica Kirkland are but the
play-things of men. Happy for them when, in the lover, they can
find the lord, the master who, with a purpose of his own, having
survived his fancies, shall subdue them to some legitimate uses, in
the development of which it is possible that each shall find a soul.
They went home together, Angelica still prattling by the way. She
had to do the whole country. She was one of those creatures who
pick up all the local scandal, who find out all the weak places and
the sore spots, in the neighboring household who know just where
your shoe pinches what resources you have in lands, negroes, stock
and money how you have portioned off your children what you
are to expect on the death of your Aunt Jones, or your cousin
Thompson, and what were the influences that prevailed upon Susan-
nah Smith, to marry the old widower, Elijah Perkins she a young
girl of seventeen, and he an old fool of sixty-six.
"But he had his carriage, you know, and he could give her all that
she wanted; and, may be, she isn't making his money fly. Such a