The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1893-06-16
iHE SCARLET LETTER.
By NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE
CHAPTER V.
PEARL.

infant, that little creature whose limo
cent life had sprung, by the inscrutable
decree Of Providence, lovely and i'm
mortal flower out of the rank luxuriance
of guilty passion. How strange it
seemed to the sad woman as she watched
the growth and the beauty that became
every day more brilliant, and the intelli-
gence that threw its quivering sunshine
over tho tiny features of this child Her
Pearl-for 80 had Hester called her; not
as name expressive of her aspect, which
had nothing Of the calm, white, unim-
FASHIONED luster that would be indicated
by the comparison.
But she named the infant Pearl" as
being of great price, purchased with all
she had, her mothers only treasure!
How strange, indeedi Man had marked
this woman's sin by scarlet letter,
which had such potent and disastrous
efficacy that no human sympathy could
reach her, save it were sinful like her
self. God, as a direct consequence of
the sin which man thus punished, had
given her a lovely child, whose place
was on that same dishonored bosom, to
connect her parent forever with the
race and descent of mortals, and to be
finally blessed soul in heavenl Yet
these thoughts affected Hester Prynne
less with hope than apprehension. She
knew that her deed had been evil; she
could have no faith therefore that its
result would be good. Day after day
she looked fearfully into the child's ex-
panding nature, ever dreading to detect
some dark and wild popularity that
should correspond with the outlines to
which she owed her being.
Certainly there was no physical de-
feet. By its perfect shape, its vigor and
its natural dexterity in the use of all its
untried limbs, the infant was worthy to
have been brought forth in Eden;
worthy to have been left there, to be the
plaything of the angels after the worlds
first parents were driven out. The child
had native grace which does not in
variably coexist with faultless beauty;
its attire, however simple, always i'm
pressed the beholder as if it were the
very garb that precisely became it best.
But little Pearl was not clad in rustic
weeds. Her mother, with morbid pur-
pose that may be better understood here
after. had bought the richest tissues that
could be procured, and allowed her i'm
aginatiye faculty its full play in the
dresses which the child wore before the
public eye.
So magnificent was the small figure
when thus arrayed, and such was the
splendor of PEARLS own proper beauty,
shining through the gorgeous robes
which might have extinguished a paler
loneliness, that there was an absolute
circle of radiance around her on the
nd n scot
gown, torn and soiled with the childs
rude play, made a picture of her just as
perfect. PEARLS aspect was imbued with
spell of infinite variety; in this one
child there were many children, COM
pretending the full scope between the
wild flower prettiness of peasant baby
and the pomp, in little, of an infant
princess. Throughout all, however,
there was trait of passion, a certain
depth Of hue, which she never lost, and
if, in any of her changes, she had grown
fainter or palGr, she would have ceased
10 be herself-it would have been no
longer Pearli
This outward mutability indicated,
and did not more than fairly express, the
various properties of her inner life. Her
nature appeared to possess depth, too, as
.
fears deceived her-it lacked reference
and adaptation to the world into which
she was born. The child could not be
made amenable to rules. In giving her
existence great law had been broken,
and the result was being whose ele-
ments were perhaps beautiful. and bril-
liant, but all in disorder, or with an or
der peculiar to themselves, amid which
the point of variety and arrangement
was difficult or impossible to be discov-
cred
How soon-with what strange rapid
ity, indeedl-did Pearl arrive at an age
that was capable of social intercourse
beyond the mothers ever ready smile
and nonsense wordsi And then what a
happiness would it have been could Hes
ter Prynne have heard her clear, bird
like voice mingling with the uproar OF
other childish voices, and have distin-
guished and unraveled her own darling 8
tones amid all the entangled outcry of
q group of sportive childrenl But this
could never be. Pearl was born out
cast of the infantile world. An imp of
evil, emblem and product of sin, she had
no right among christened infants.
Nothing was more remarkable than the
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child comprehended her loneliness; the
destiny that had drawn an inviolable
circle round about her; the whole pecul-
iarity, in short, of her position in re-
spect to other children.
Never, since her release from prison,
had Hester met the public gaze without
her. In all her walks about the town
Pearl, too, was there; first as the babe
in arms and afterward as the little girl,
small companion of her mother, holding
a forefnger with her whole grasp. and
tripping along at the rate of three OF
four footsteps to one of Hester's. She
saw the children of the settlement on
the grassy margin of the street, or at the
domestic thresholds, disporting them
selves in such grim fashion as the Puri-
tanic nature would permit-playing q;
going to church, perchance; or at scourg-
ing Quakers, or taking scalps in a sham
fight with the Indians; or soaring one
another with freaks of initiative witch
craft. Pearl saw and gazed intently,
but never sought to make acquaint
ance.
In the afternoon of certain summer.
5ov of&er Pearl grew his, eno5Iorh fr