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charlotte temple-第22章

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n that case she feared the unguarded nature of Charlotte might discover to the Colonel the part she had taken in the unhappy girl's elopement; and she well knew the contrast between her own and Charlotte's conduct would make the former appear in no very respectable light。 Had she reflected properly; she would have afforded the poor girl protection; and by enjoining her silence; ensured it by acts of repeated kindness; but vice in general blinds its votaries; and they discover their real characters to the world when they are most studious to preserve appearances。 Just so it happened with Mrs。 Crayton:  her servants made no scruple of mentioning the cruel conduct of their lady to a poor distressed lunatic who claimed her protection; every one joined in reprobating her inhumanity; nay even Corydon thought she might at least have ordered her to be taken care of; but he dare not even hint it to her; for he lived but in her smiles; and drew from her lavish fondness large sums to support an extravagance to which the state of his own finances was very inadequate; it cannot therefore be supposed that he wished Mrs。 Crayton to be very liberal in her bounty to the afflicted suppliant; yet vice had not so entirely seared over his heart; but the sorrows of Charlotte could find a vulnerable part。 Charlotte had now been three days with her humane preservers; but she was totally insensible of every thing:  she raved incessantly for Montraville and her father:  she was not conscious of being a mother; nor took the least notice of her child except to ask whose it was; and why it was not carried to its parents。 〃Oh;〃 said she one day; starting up on hearing the infant cry; 〃why; why will you keep that child here; I am sure you would not if you knew how hard it was for a mother to be parted from her infant: it is like tearing the cords of life asunder。  Oh could you see the horrid sight which I now beholdthere there stands my dear mother; her poor bosom bleeding at every vein; her gentle; affectionate heart torn in a thousand pieces; and all for the loss of a ruined; ungrateful child。  Save me save mefrom her frown。 I dare notindeed I dare not speak to her。〃 Such were the dreadful images that haunted her distracted mind; and nature was sinking fast under the dreadful malady which medicine had no power to remove。  The surgeon who attended her was a humane man; he exerted his utmost abilities to save her; but he saw she was in want of many necessaries and comforts; which the poverty of her hospitable host rendered him unable to provide: he therefore determined to make her situation known to some of the officers' ladies; and endeavour to make a collection for her relief。 When he returned home; after making this resolution; he found a message from Mrs。 Beauchamp; who had just arrived from Rhode…Island; requesting he would call and see one of her children; who was very unwell。 〃I do not know;〃 said he; as he was hastening to obey the summons; 〃I do not know a woman to whom I could apply with more hope of success than Mrs。 Beauchamp。  I will endeavour to interest her in this poor girl's behalf; she wants the soothing balm of friendly consolation: we may perhaps save her; we will try at least。〃 〃And where is she;〃 cried Mrs。 Beauchamp when he had prescribed something for the child; and told his little pathetic tale; 〃where is she; Sir? we will go to her immediately。 Heaven forbid that I should be deaf to the calls of humanity。 Come we will go this instant。〃  Then seizing the doctor's arm; they sought the habitation that contained the dying Charlotte。                         CHAPTER XXXIII。                   WHICH PEOPLE VOID OF FEELING                          NEED NOT READ。 WHEN Mrs。 Beauchamp entered the apartment of the poor sufferer; she started back with horror。  On a wretched bed; without hangings and but poorly supplied with covering; lay the emaciated figure of what still retained the semblance of a lovely woman; though sickness had so altered her features that Mrs。 Beauchamp had not the least recollection of her person。  In one comer of the room stood a woman washing; and; shivering over a small fire; two healthy but half naked children; the infant was asleep beside its mother; and; on a chair by the bed side; stood a porrenger and wooden spoon; containing a little gruel; and a tea…cup with about two spoonfulls of wine in it。 Mrs。 Beauchamp had never before beheld such a scene of poverty; she shuddered involuntarily; and exclaiming〃heaven preserve us!〃 leaned on the back of a chair ready to sink to the earth。 The doctor repented having so precipitately brought her into this affecting scene; but there was no time for apologies: Charlotte caught the sound of her voice; and starting almost out of bed; exclaimed〃Angel of peace and mercy; art thou come to deliver me? Oh; I know you are; for whenever you was near me I felt eased of half my sorrows; but you don't know me; nor can I; with all the recollection I am mistress of; remember your name just now; but I know that benevolent countenance; and the softness of that voice which has so often comforted the wretched Charlotte。  〃 Mrs。 Beauchamp had; during the time Charlotte was speaking; seated herself on the bed and taken one of her hands; she looked at her attentively; and at the name of Charlotte she perfectly conceived the whole shocking affair。  A faint sickness came over her。 〃Gracious heaven;〃 said she; 〃is this possible?〃 and bursting into tears; she reclined the burning head of Charlotte on her own bosom; and folding her arms about her; wept over her in silence。 〃Oh;〃 said Charlotte; 〃you are very good to weep thus for me: it is a long time since I shed a tear for myself:  my head and heart are both on fire; but these tears of your's seem to cool and refresh it。 Oh now I remember you said you would send a letter to my poor father: do you think he ever received it? or perhaps you have brought me an answer:  why don't you speak; Madam?  Does he say I may go home? Well he is very good; I shall soon be ready。〃 She then made an effort to get out of bed; but being prevented; her frenzy again returned; and she raved with the greatest wildness and incoherence。 Mrs。 Beauchamp; finding it was impossible for her to be removed; contented herself with ordering the apartment to be made more comfortable; and procuring a proper nurse for both mother and child; and having learnt the particulars of Charlotte's fruitless application to Mrs。 Crayton from honest John; she amply rewarded him for his benevolence; and returned home with a heart oppressed with many painful sensations; but yet rendered easy by the reflexion that she had performed her duty towards a distressed fellow…creature。 Early the next morning she again visited Charlotte; and found her tolerably composed; she called her by name; thanked her for her goodness; and when her child was brought to her; pressed it in her arms; wept over it; and called it the offspring of disobedience。 Mrs。 Beauchamp was delighted to see her so much amended; and began to hope she might recover; and; spite of her former errors; become an useful and respectable member of society; but the arrival of the doctor put an end to these delusive hopes: he said nature was making her last effort; and a few hours would most probably consign the unhappy girl to her kindred dust。 Being asked how she found herself; she replied〃Why better; much better; doctor。  I hope now I have but little more to suffer。 I had last night a few hours sleep; and when I awoke recovered the full power of recollection。  I am quite sensible of my weakness; I feel I have but little longer to combat with the shafts of affliction。 I have an humble confidence in the mercy of him who died to save the world; and trust that my sufferings in this state of mortality; joined to my unfeigned repentance; through his mercy; have blotted my offences from the sight of my offended maker。 I have but one caremy poor infant!  Father of mercy;〃 continued she; raising her eyes; 〃of thy infinite goodness; grant that the sins of the parent be not visited on the unof…fending child。 May those who taught me to despise thy laws be forgiven; lay not my offences to their charge; I beseech thee; and oh! shower the choicest of thy blessings on those whose pity has soothed the afflicted heart; and made easy even the bed of pain and sickness。〃 She was exhausted by this fervent address to the throne of mercy; and though her lips still moved her voice became inarticulate: she lay for some time as it were in a doze; and then recovering; faintly pressed Mrs。 Beauchamp's hand; and requested that a clergyman might be sent for。 On his arrival she joined fervently in the pious office; frequently mentioning her ingratitude to her parents as what lay most heavy at her heart。  When she had performed the last solemn duty; and was preparing to lie down; a little bustle on the outside door occasioned Mrs。 Beauchamp to open it; and enquire the cause。 A man in appearance about forty; presented himself; and asked for Mrs。 Beauchamp。 〃That is my name; Sir;〃 said she。 〃Oh then; my dear Madam;〃 cried he; 〃tell me where I may find my poor; ruined; but repentant child。〃 Mrs。 Beauchamp was surprised and affected; she knew not what to say; she foresaw the agony this interview 
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