The History of an Adopted Child, Volume 71

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Harper & Brothers, 1853 - Adoptees - 346 pages
A woman relates the story of her childhood and youth. She lived in her grandparents' house until she was old enough to go to a boarding school in the village. One day, she was sent home and discovered her mother had come back, but her mother was ill, and soon died. Her Aunt Simon then took her in, but soon banished her to the servants' quarters. Next, a neighbor next asked permission to adopt her. A letter from her father arrived, and soon she was living with him and his new wife. As a young woman, she began working as an invalid's companion, and, eventually learns that this is the house where her mother fell in love with her father. In this house, she meets a young man of substance, who learns to love her. They marry, and set off to start their life in a house he has bought for her. The road seems familiar, and the circle is complete: her new home is her grandparents' house.

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Page 302 - We often do ill and do worse in excusing it. We are sometimes moved with passion, and we mistake it for zeal. We blame little things in others and pass over great things in ourselves. We are Quick enough at perceiving and weighing what we suffer from others, but we mind not what others suffer from us. He that would well and duly weigh his own deeds would have no room to judge hardly of others.
Page 302 - There is but little light in us, and this we quickly lose through negligence. Many times also we perceive not that we are so blind within.
Page 183 - Has she any sense of divine things ?" " She seems to have been brought up with strange, superstitious notions." Whereupon, Miss Archer repeated what had passed the night before. " Ah, well ! we must not despise the day of small things ; it is well that she has been taught to think seriously at all.
Page 328 - I am convinced that half the unhappiness in life arises from an unacknowledged, obscure sense of remorse, for time left waste, and faculties unemployed, thereby tormenting their possessors, by their blind, restless, ineffectual stirrings, producing a vague feeling of undischarged responsibility lying heavily upon the soul, and depressing it far more than the ordinary amount of actual sorrow and calamity which falls to every body's lot in life.
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