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Becoming America - An Exploration of American Literature from Precolonial to Post-Revolution, 2018a

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BECOMING AMERICA<br />

REVOLUTIONARY AND EARLY NATIONAL PERIOD LITERATURE<br />

the soul I wish for in a wife. In truth, Charles, I know <strong>of</strong> no other way <strong>to</strong> mend my<br />

circumstances. But lisp not a word <strong>of</strong> my embarrassments for your life. Show and<br />

equipage are my hobby horse; and if any female wishes <strong>to</strong> share them with me,<br />

and will furnish me with the means <strong>of</strong> supporting them, I have no objection. Could<br />

I conform <strong>to</strong> the sober rules <strong>of</strong> wedded life, and renounce those dear enjoyments<br />

<strong>of</strong> dissipation in which I have so long indulged, I know not the lady in the world<br />

with whom I would sooner form a connection <strong>of</strong> this sort than with Eliza Whar<strong>to</strong>n.<br />

But it will never do. If my fortune or hers were better, I would risk a union; but as<br />

they are, no idea <strong>of</strong> the kind can be admitted. I shall endeavor, notwithstanding, <strong>to</strong><br />

enjoy her company as long as possible. Though I cannot possess her wholly myself,<br />

I will not tamely see her the property <strong>of</strong> another.<br />

I am now going <strong>to</strong> call at General Richman’s, in hopes <strong>of</strong> an opportunity <strong>to</strong><br />

pr<strong>of</strong>ess my devotion <strong>to</strong> her. I know I am not a welcome visi<strong>to</strong>r <strong>to</strong> the family; but I<br />

am independent <strong>of</strong> their censure or esteem, and mean <strong>to</strong> act accordingly.<br />

PETER SANFORD.<br />

Letter LXV<br />

TO MR. CHARLES DEIGHTON.<br />

HARTFORD.<br />

Good news, Charles, good news! I have arrived <strong>to</strong> the utmost bounds <strong>of</strong> my<br />

wishes—the full possession <strong>of</strong> my adorable Eliza. I have heard a quotation <strong>from</strong> a<br />

certain book, but what book it was I have forgotten, if I ever knew. No matter for<br />

that; the quotation is, that “s<strong>to</strong>len waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is<br />

pleasant.” If it has reference <strong>to</strong> the pleasures which I have enjoyed with Eliza, I like<br />

it hugely, as Tristram Shandy’s father said <strong>of</strong> Yorick’s sermon; and I think it fully<br />

veried.<br />

I had a long and tedious siege. Every method which love could suggest, or art<br />

invent, was adopted. I was sometimes ready <strong>to</strong> despair, under an idea that her<br />

resolution was unconquerable, her virtue impregnable. Indeed, I should have<br />

given over the pursuit long ago, but for the hopes <strong>of</strong> success I entertained <strong>from</strong> her<br />

parleying with me, and, in reliance upon her own strength, endeavoring <strong>to</strong> combat<br />

and counteract my designs. Whenever this has been the case, Charles, I have never<br />

yet been defeated in my plan. If a lady will consent <strong>to</strong> enter the lists against the<br />

antagonist <strong>of</strong> her honor, she may be sure <strong>of</strong> losing the prize. Besides, were her<br />

delicacy genuine, she would banish the man at once who presumed <strong>to</strong> doubt, which<br />

he certainly does who attempts <strong>to</strong> vanquish it. But far be it <strong>from</strong> me <strong>to</strong> criticize the<br />

pretensions <strong>of</strong> the sex. If I gain the rich reward <strong>of</strong> my dissimulation and gallantry,<br />

that, you know, is all I want.<br />

To return, then, <strong>to</strong> the point. <strong>An</strong> unlucky, but not a miraculous accident has<br />

taken place which must soon expose our amour. What can be done? At the rst<br />

discovery, absolute distraction seized the soul <strong>of</strong> Eliza, which has since terminated<br />

in a xed melancholy. Her health, <strong>to</strong>o, is much impaired. She thinks herself rapidly<br />

declining, and I tremble when I see her emaciated form.<br />

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