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Updated 12/19/04:
Christmas ball pictures.
“SOMETHING must be done; I can
bear this no longer.”
I remember just the spot where, as I spoke these words, I paused between the
table and the rug in my small parlor— small, but pleasant and tasteful, as I had
often congratulated myself, looking at the pretty lace curtains and the Brussels
carpet, its dark moss-green ground flushed and warm with tropical roses.
I, Louise Hastings, had carried for a whole week a slow, steady heartache.
Sometimes this aching had suddenly sprang into a quick, fierce life, and pain
which seemed as though it would smother my breath and drive my reason into a
great whirl of madness. But that was when I looked off to the future, and
remembered the past; and my will was stubborn and my pride was strong; and I
held down memory and imagination with all the might of both, for I dreaded every
recurrence of that fierce, choking pain as I would have dreaded tongues of fire
leaping suddenly along my shrinking nerves. So I had borne myself before my
husband and any one with whom I chanced to be thrown steadily enough, perhaps
with a little added dignity; but that no one would be likely to observe who had
not the key to it.
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