Abigail Scott Duniway

Abigail Scott Duniway

Judith Reid (1871)

Summary

Portrait of Abigail Scott Duniway Abigail Scott Duniway Judith Reid (1871)

You see, as society is, young people are controlled almost altogether by circumstances. I was known as a popular and rising young physician; Mrs. Armstrong as an heiress; and our well-meaning but ignorant friends did the rest."
"Well, I am sure you have made the best of the lot that has fallen to you, so far as matrimony is concerned. But what of this boy? Where has he been all these years?"
"Poor boy! he has been an Ishmaelite. He is to-day an outlaw!"
"The mystery grows darker. But, Doctor, I must know it all."
"Not to-night, poor, wounded dove!"
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Portrait of Abigail Scott Duniway Abigail Scott Duniway Judith Reid (1871)

Armstrong! I will bear with you no longer! Who is this man Gordon, and why is it that he so deeply interests me?" I asked, savagely.
"Judith!" and the tone was sad and sepulchral, "Will you give me the word of an earnest, honest woman that you will not betray my trust?"
"The word of a woman is pledged to you, my friend. But hark! Doesn't somebody listen?"
A slight rustling in the bushes was detected, but soon all was still, and we were satisfied that we could not he overheard.
"The man whom you know as Dr. Gordon is my natural son! Nay, don't run as though I were a demon!
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Portrait of Abigail Scott Duniway Abigail Scott Duniway Judith Reid (1871)

Armstrong, timidly, "this is no fit place for you! Why are you out here alone at this hour? Whom did you expect to meet?"
"I am here alone because I have a right to come and choose to exercise the right. I expected to meet none but the Creator who stretcheth out the heavens as a span. I came here to commune with Him."
The Doctor's companion wrapped his heavy cloak about his face and disappeared in the black shadows of the moon-lit grove.
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