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Brotherly Love.
" I ivas unexpectedl y detained by the arrival of my cousin , who has crane to spend a few days with us . You know Alfred Beaufrere ? " she replied . " les , " said Simon , and a dark cloud flitted across his coarse and swarth y features . "I don't forget how lie won the medal from me at school , and , what even then my boyish spirit ]) rized more , your
congratida' 1 ' or shame , Simon , to retain the remembrance of that trivial incident . . Don fc you recollect that you both shocks hands , here , by the very margin ot this stream , and that you promised to me that you ivould never feel towards each other anything but brotherly love ?" " Well , ive will not talk about anything disagreeable noiv . I am weaned with preparing ddress for to though understand
my a -morrow , I I am to hare no competitor . But were it otherwise , here at least , I have little doubt of obtaining the prize—that prize which I ivould consider as J utile as that moonbeam on the water , except—" . " m ^ ?* wJlat ) S * mon ? " slie asked , as the young man paused . "That it may render me agreeable in your eyes—tempt you to overtook this
deformity of feature from ivhich your sex turns with loathing- — make you see onl y the light of intellect kindled within this uncouth shrine —make you regard with tenderness one who loves yon ivith that passion w ncli only some outcast from common sympathy like myself can feel , when lie twines his heart around one human thing . " _ He sank on his knees , and , pressing her hand to his brow , burst into a violent flood of tears . iiis
-emotion extended itself to the young girl , in whose eyes glistened . tears , but repressing her feelings she said , " Simon , Simon , I beseech you to calm yourself . Surely you know ¦ how deeply I am interested in your welfare . There is nothing I would not do to serve you . I respect your intellect , and I know your nature is noble , though you suffer a morbid sensibility to—" make
" To me feel that I am an object that can never inspire affection , " ns exclaimed with vehemence as she faltered , — " that the words of love snoutd never be uttered by lips thai seemed formed only to hiss forth the accents of hate . " He became too agitated to proceed for some minutes , and Ida remained silent , for experience had taught her the futility of attempting to remonstrate with him during these ebullitions of feeling . At length he resumed in a milder tone ,
I can scarcely aspire to your love , Ida . The beautiful should Wed in h thc beautiful . I should seek to mate only with some distorted image ol humanit y like myself . There would be a sympathy between us—there , would be an identity of feeling arising from mutual deformity—no union oi beauty and the' beast , ha , ha !" A wild mocking , bitter laugh followed these words , and rang through the solitude if it burst
, as from the lips of a fiend . " I will not speak to you , Simon , ivhile you continue in this mood . If you required my presence merely to vent your morbict feelings , I l'egret
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Brotherly Love.
" I ivas unexpectedl y detained by the arrival of my cousin , who has crane to spend a few days with us . You know Alfred Beaufrere ? " she replied . " les , " said Simon , and a dark cloud flitted across his coarse and swarth y features . "I don't forget how lie won the medal from me at school , and , what even then my boyish spirit ]) rized more , your
congratida' 1 ' or shame , Simon , to retain the remembrance of that trivial incident . . Don fc you recollect that you both shocks hands , here , by the very margin ot this stream , and that you promised to me that you ivould never feel towards each other anything but brotherly love ?" " Well , ive will not talk about anything disagreeable noiv . I am weaned with preparing ddress for to though understand
my a -morrow , I I am to hare no competitor . But were it otherwise , here at least , I have little doubt of obtaining the prize—that prize which I ivould consider as J utile as that moonbeam on the water , except—" . " m ^ ?* wJlat ) S * mon ? " slie asked , as the young man paused . "That it may render me agreeable in your eyes—tempt you to overtook this
deformity of feature from ivhich your sex turns with loathing- — make you see onl y the light of intellect kindled within this uncouth shrine —make you regard with tenderness one who loves yon ivith that passion w ncli only some outcast from common sympathy like myself can feel , when lie twines his heart around one human thing . " _ He sank on his knees , and , pressing her hand to his brow , burst into a violent flood of tears . iiis
-emotion extended itself to the young girl , in whose eyes glistened . tears , but repressing her feelings she said , " Simon , Simon , I beseech you to calm yourself . Surely you know ¦ how deeply I am interested in your welfare . There is nothing I would not do to serve you . I respect your intellect , and I know your nature is noble , though you suffer a morbid sensibility to—" make
" To me feel that I am an object that can never inspire affection , " ns exclaimed with vehemence as she faltered , — " that the words of love snoutd never be uttered by lips thai seemed formed only to hiss forth the accents of hate . " He became too agitated to proceed for some minutes , and Ida remained silent , for experience had taught her the futility of attempting to remonstrate with him during these ebullitions of feeling . At length he resumed in a milder tone ,
I can scarcely aspire to your love , Ida . The beautiful should Wed in h thc beautiful . I should seek to mate only with some distorted image ol humanit y like myself . There would be a sympathy between us—there , would be an identity of feeling arising from mutual deformity—no union oi beauty and the' beast , ha , ha !" A wild mocking , bitter laugh followed these words , and rang through the solitude if it burst
, as from the lips of a fiend . " I will not speak to you , Simon , ivhile you continue in this mood . If you required my presence merely to vent your morbict feelings , I l'egret