The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 05, No. 30, April, 1860 by Various
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page 94 of 286 (32%)
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"Ivy, can you be happy without me?"
"I shall not be without you. My heart is full of lifelong joyful memories. You need not regret me. Yes, I shall be happy. I shall work with mind and hands. I shall not pine away in a mean and feeble life. I shall be strong, and cheerful, and active, and helpful; and I think I shall not cease to love you in heaven." "But there is, maybe, a long road for us to travel before we reach heaven, and I want you to help me along. Ivy, I am not so spiritual as you. I cannot live on memory. I want you before me all the time. I want to see you and talk with you every day. Why do you speak of such things? Is it the soul or its surroundings that you value? Do _you_ respect or care for wealth and station? Do _you_ consider a woman your superior because she wears a finer dress than you?" "I? No, Sir! No, indeed! you very well know. But the world does, and you move in the world; and I do not want the world to pity you because you have an uncouth, ignorant wife. _I_ don't want to be despised by those who are above me only in station." "Little aristocrat, you are prouder than I. Will you sacrifice your happiness and mine to your pride?" "Proud perhaps I am, but it is not all pride. I think you are noble, but I think also you could not help losing patience when you found that I could not accommodate myself to the station to which you had raised me. Then you would not respect me. I am, indeed, too proud to wish to lose that; and losing your respect, as I said before, I should not long keep your love." |
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