charlotte temple-第11章
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an alone unravel。〃 Servants were now dispatched to every place where there was the least hope of hearing any tidings of the fugitives； but in vain。 Dreadful were the hours of horrid suspense which Mr。 Eldridge passed till twelve o'clock； when that suspense was reduced to a shocking certainty； and every spark of hope which till then they had indulged； was in a moment extinguished。 Mr。 Eldridge was preparing； with a heavy heart； to return to his anxiously…expecting children； when Madame Du Pont received the following note without either name or date。 〃Miss Temple is well； and wishes to relieve the anxiety of her parents； by letting them know she has voluntarily put herself under the protection of a man whose future study shall be to make her happy。 Pursuit is needless； the measures taken to avoid discovery are too effectual to be eluded。 When she thinks her friends are reconciled to this precipitate step； they may perhaps be informed of her place of residence。 Mademoiselle is with her。〃 As Madame Du Pont read these cruel lines； she turned pale as ashes； her limbs trembled； and she was forced to call for a glass of water。 She loved Charlotte truly； and when she reflected on the innocence and gentleness of her disposition； she concluded that it must have been the advice and machinations of La Rue； which led her to this imprudent action； she recollected her agitation at the receipt of her mother's letter； and saw in it the conflict of her mind。 〃Does that letter relate to Charlotte？〃 said Mr。 Eldridge； having waited some time in expectation of Madame Du Pont's speaking。 〃It does；〃 said she。 〃Charlotte is well； but cannot return today。〃 〃Not return； Madam？ where is she？ who will detain her from her fond； expecting parents？〃 〃You distract me with these questions； Mr。 Eldridge。 Indeed I know not where she is； or who has seduced her from her duty。〃 The whole truth now rushed at once upon Mr。 Eldridge's mind。 〃She has eloped then；〃 said he。 〃My child is betrayed； the darling； the comfort of my aged heart； is lost。 Oh would to heaven I had died but yesterday。〃 A violent gush of grief in some measure relieved him； and； after several vain attempts； he at length assumed sufficient composure to read the note。 〃And how shall I return to my children？〃 said he： 〃how approach that mansion； so late the habitation of peace？ Alas！ my dear Lucy； how will you support these heart…rending tidings？ or how shall I be enabled to console you； who need so much consolation myself？〃 The old man returned to the chaise； but the light step and chearful countenance were no more； sorrow filled his heart； and guided his motions； he seated himself in the chaise； his venerable head reclined upon his bosom； his hands were folded； his eye fixed on vacancy； and the large drops of sorrow rolled silently down his cheeks。 There was a mixture of anguish and resignation depicted in his countenance； as if he would say； henceforth who shall dare to boast his happiness； or even in idea contemplate his treasure； lest； in the very moment his heart is exulting in its own felicity； the object which constitutes that felicity should be torn from him。 CHAPTER XIV。 MATERNAL SORROW。 SLOW and heavy passed the time while the carriage was conveying Mr。 Eldridge home； and yet when he came in sight of the house； he wished a longer reprieve from the dreadful task of informing Mr。 and Mrs。 Temple of their daughter's elopement。 It is easy to judge the anxiety of these affectionate parents； when they found the return of their father delayed so much beyond the expected time。 They were now met in the dining parlour； and several of the young people who had been invited were already arrived。 Each different part of the company was employed in the same manner； looking out at the windows which faced the road。 At length the long…expected chaise appeared。 Mrs。 Temple ran out to receive and welcome her darling： her young companions flocked round the door； each one eager to give her joy on the return of her birth…day。 The door of the chaise was opened： Charlotte was not there。 〃Where is my child？〃 cried Mrs。 Temple； in breathless agitation。 Mr。 Eldridge could not answer： he took hold of his daughter's hand and led her into the house； and sinking on the first chair he came to； burst into tears； and sobbed aloud。 〃She is dead；〃 cried Mrs。 Temple。 〃Oh my dear Charlotte！〃 and clasping her hands in an agony of distress； fell into strong hysterics。 Mr。 Temple； who had stood speechless with surprize and fear； now ventured to enquire if indeed his Charlotte was no more。 Mr。 Eldridge led him into another apartment； and putting the fatal note into his hand； cried〃Bear it like a Christian；〃 and turned from him； endeavouring to suppress his own too visible emotions。 It would be vain to attempt describing what Mr。 Temple felt whilst he hastily ran over the dreadful lines： when he had finished； the paper dropt from his unnerved hand。 〃Gracious heaven！〃 said he； 〃could Charlotte act thus？〃 Neither tear nor sigh escaped him； and he sat the image of mute sorrow； till roused from his stupor by the repeated shrieks of Mrs。 Temple。 He rose hastily； and rushing into the apartment where she was； folded his arms about her； and saying〃Let us be patient； my dear Lucy；〃 nature relieved his almost bursting heart by a friendly gush of tears。 Should any one； presuming on his own philosophic temper； look with an eye of contempt on the man who could indulge a woman's weakness； let him remember that man was a father； and he will then pity the misery which wrung those drops from a noble； generous heart。 Mrs。 Temple beginning to be a little more composed； but still imagining her child was dead； her husband； gently taking her hand； cried〃You are mistaken； my love。 Charlotte is not dead。 〃 〃Then she is very ill； else why did she not come？ But I will go to her： the chaise is still at the door： let me go instantly to the dear girl。 If I was ill； she would fly to attend me； to alleviate my sufferings； and chear me with her love。〃 〃Be calm； my dearest Lucy； and I will tell you all；〃 said Mr。 Temple。 〃You must not go； indeed you must not； it will be of no use。〃 〃Temple；〃 said she； assuming a look of firmness and composure； 〃tell me the truth I beseech you。 I cannot bear this dreadful suspense。 What misfortune has befallen my child？ Let me know the worst； and I will endeavour to bear it as I ought。 〃 〃Lucy；〃 replied Mr。 Temple； 〃imagine your daughter alive； and in no danger of death： what misfortune would you then dread？〃 〃There is one misfortune which is worse than death。 But I know my child too well to suspect〃 〃Be not too confident； Lucy。〃 〃Oh heavens！〃 said she； 〃what horrid images do you start： is it possible she should forget〃 〃She has forgot us all； my love； she has preferred the love of a stranger to the affectionate protection of her friends。 〃Not eloped？〃 cried she eagerly。 Mr。 Temple was silent。 〃You cannot contradict it；〃 said she。 〃I see my fate in those tearful eyes。 Oh Charlotte！ Charlotte！ how ill have you requited our tenderness！ But； Father of Mercies；〃 continued she； sinking on her knees； and raising her streaming eyes and clasped hands to heaven； 〃this once vouchsafe to hear a fond； a distracted mother's prayer。 Oh let thy bounteous Providence watch over and protect the dear thoughtless girl； save her from the miseries which I fear will be her portion； and oh！ of thine infinite mercy； make her not a mother； lest she should one day feel what I now suffer。〃 The last words faultered on her tongue； and she fell fainting into the arms of her husband； who had involuntarily dropped on his knees beside her。 A mother's anguish； when disappointed in her tenderest hopes； none but a mother can conceive。 Yet； my dear young readers； I would have you read this scene with attention； and reflect that you may yourselves one day be mothers。 Oh my friends； as you value your eternal happiness； wound not； by thoughtless ingratitude； the peace of the mother who bore you： remember the tenderness； the care； the unremitting anxiety with which she has attended to all your wants and wishes from earliest infancy to the present day； behold the mild ray of affectionate applause that b
