Salem, March 18th, 1841
Dearest wife, here is thy poor husband, enduring his banishment1 as best he may. Methinks all enormous sinners should be sent on pilgrimage to Salem, and compelled to spend a length of time there, proportioned to the enormity of their offenses2. Such a punishment would be suited to sinners that do not quite deserve hanging, yet are too aggravated3 for the States-Prison. Oh, thy naughty husband! If it be a punishment, he well deserves to suffer a life-long infliction4 of it, were it only for slandering5 his native town so vilely6. Thou must scold him well. But, belovedest, any place is strange and irksome to me, where thou art not; and where thou art, any place will be home. Here I have made a great blot7, as thou seest; but, sweetest, there is, at this moment, a portrait of myself in the mirror of that inkspot. Is not that queer to think of? When it reaches thee, it will be nothing but a dull black spot; 244 but now, when I bend over it, there I see myself, as at the bottom of a pool. Thou must not kiss the blot, for the sake of the image which it now reflects; though, if thou shouldst, it will be a talisman8 to call me back thither9 again.
Thy husband writes thee nonsense, as his custom is. I wonder how thou managest to retain any respect for him. Trust me, he is not worthy10 of thee—not worthy to kiss the sole of thy shoe. For the future, thou perfectest Dove, let thy greatest condescension11 towards him, be merely an extension of the tip of thy forefinger12, or of thy delicate little foot in its stocking. Nor let him dare to touch it without kneeling—which he will be very ready to do, because he devoutly13 worships thee; which is the only thing that can be said in his favor. But, think of his arrogance14! At this very moment.—
March 19th. Forenoon.—Dearest soul, thou hast irrecoverably lost the conclusion of this sentence; for I was interrupted by a visitor, and have now forgotten what I meant to say. No matter; thou wilt15 not care for the loss; for, now I think of it, if does not please thee to hear thy husband spoken slightingly of. Well, then thou shouldst not have married such a vulnerable person. But, to thy comfort be it said, some people have a much 245 more exalted16 opinion of him than I have. The Rev17. Mr. Gannet delivered a lecture at the Lyceum here, the other evening, in which he introduced an enormous eulogium on whom dost thou think? Why, on thy respectable husband! Thereupon all the audience gave a loud hiss18. Now is my mild little Dove exceedingly enraged19, and will plot some mischief20 and all-involving calamity21 against the Salem people. Well, belovedest, they did not actually hiss at the praises bestowed22 on thy husband—the more fools they!
Ownest wife, what dost thou think I received, just before I re-commenced this scribble23? Thy letter! Dearest, I felt as thou didst about our meeting, at Mrs. Hillard's. It is an inexpressible torment24. Thy letter is very sweet and beautiful—an expression of thyself. But I do trust thou hast given Mr. Ripley a downright scolding for doubting either my will or ability to work. He ought to be ashamed of himself, to try to take away the good name of a laboring25 man, who must earn his bread (and thy bread too) by the sweat of his brow.
Sweetest, I have some business up in town; and so must close this letter—which has been written in a great hurry, and is not fit to be sent thee. Say what thou wilt, thy husband is not a good letter-writer; 246 he never writes, unless compelled by an internal or external necessity; and most glad would he be to think that there would never, henceforth, be occasion for his addressing a letter to thee. For would not that imply that thou wouldst always hereafter be close to his bosom26?
Dearest love, expect me Monday evening. Didst thou expect me sooner? It may not be; but if longing27 desires could bear me to thee, thou wouldst straightway behold28 my shape in the great easy chair. God bless thee, thou sinless Eve—thou dearest, sweetest, purest, perfectest wife.
Thine Ownest.
Miss Sophia A. Peabody,
Care of Dr. N. Peabody,
Boston, Mass.
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n.放逐,驱逐 | |
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使恶化( aggravate的过去式和过去分词 ); 使更严重; 激怒; 使恼火 | |
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[法]口头诽谤行为 | |
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