The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1867-08-30
From the Sunday Magazine.
LAURA RICHMOND.
BY JEAN INGELOW.
CONCLUDED.

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| rannize over him? The older and
uglier she is, the more she can do it.
That is partly because he feels acute
| iy the difference between his own
strength, uprightness, and we'll being,
and. their wretched weakness, mean
ness and poverty-poor desplsed old
paupers that they are
Ifo"Yes, Said Dick, but that is not all ;
| the feeling you speak of arises also
from a mans having formed deep at
tachments. He loves his wife, per-
haps, and dirt, degradation. 1and pro-
family are terrible to him in a woman
for her sake; or he has a mother with
him, a sweet sanity old woman, and
it causes him pang which is partly
of her giving him, to see miserable
and neglected old age. Now the first
of these two states of feeling would
no doubt be disturbed in the mind Of
man by the possession of any mere
power in the woman, but not the Sec
ond-even if we should, as you say,
make You have otes. :. and 2put you
out of your right. place in creation.
Men would love their wives, their
children, and their mothers still"
Here Mrs Richmond broke in with
My dear, | am often sorry to hear
you say things that [ am SUI you
cannot mean. Tyrannize indeedl
When did you ever do that, or wish
to do it to any one?"
l never did, mamma" answered
Laura, who, like her mother, was
quite unable to argue a point.
Then, why did you say so, love?n
[ don't know. Did [ say so? But,
mother, [ do not want to be consider,
edaa sortsofk bad imitation Of man;
besides, it would be very disheartening
to be put into daily competition with
creatures who 1--WE know beforehand)
would always win"
\ -" What are you going .toudo?n osaid
/ Gilbert, seeing that she rose.
l told Sarah to come for me early,
because the cook wants some of the
things out of the grocery parcel which
What, beginning the wedding
preparations alreadyr
aas Already, when this is Monday,
and osey is to be married on Thurs
day! Keep to your politics. The
lords of the creation have nothing to
do with cooking excepting to eat what.
is SET before them. a
Lords of the creation. indeed 7"
said Gilbert. looking at his wife, and
Struggling his shoulder. Then what
are you prayT
THE ladies of creation, of course, /"
said Dick" Laura, you will let me
walk home with you; it is nearly
There was little enough in this
speech, certainly. but there had been
something in Dicks manner that
night which had struck Grace iforci
bly,. 1t was nothing more than COM
mon civility that he should escort
her home, but he had actually asked
to do so as if BE- was doubtful as to
the result. What could it mean. she
wondered.nasnd as the evening wore on
and he did not, return. she be-
came more and more silent Strange
if all her schemes should end in this.
after all. There would be nothing
suitable in it. Laura was his eouaI |
but she had wished for something SO |
different for him. To be sure Laura
would be saved, if he mar ed her, |
from becoming a governess, that was |
something; it is such confession of |
-
tted,) when family lets one of /
to earn her bread. But Grace
felt that this new ides was
most unpalatable, most unsatisfv;ns
to her ambition. ITO be sure thew
are both very religious" she thought. I
g and. that is great thing to- draw
them together. But [ hope there Is
nothing in it, Only think of having
all the world to choose from, and mar
rylng close at home a moderately
good looking girl with a moderate
fortune, from a family of small means,
and likely to find them still smalleri"
At last Mrs. Richmond and her
other daughters went away also. Gill
bert called home with them, and
Grace, as she sat in the dark in the
open window, discerned the figure of
Dick. He was pacing the garden
rather rapidly, rather impa tiently. she
thought. Not slowly, like a man re-
volving IN his mind some pleasant
scenes that he has just pleasantly
come outoof. There was certain air
of deliberately taking exercise. a sort
of urgency with which he walked that
worried Grace; and when he did come
in at last she did not at all like the
look Of his face: it was very grave.
and had she thought, rather a start
led look upon. it. HeF refusing
him. .e considered, would be out
Of the question. 1t cannot be that;
it must be my fancy; and yet [ am
not often wrong" ~
Grace. was not quite wrong, but
very nearly. Dick had not made
Laura an offer, but he had left the
house fully intending to do so, when
she had said something, unconscious {
Of the effect it would have, which had i