Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle

Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle

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Portrait of Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle Chronicles of Chicora Wood

My dear Adèle, I have come to remonstrate with you on this extraordinary announcement you have made! You cannot think of accepting this young man. Mr. Allston lives winter and summer in the country. He will take you away from all your friends and family. That he is good-looking I grant you, and I am told he is a man of means; but it is simply madness for you with your beauty and your gifts to bury yourself on a rice-plantation.
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Portrait of Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle Chronicles of Chicora Wood

We returned to Society Hill in May, mamma and I driving up in the carriage as we had gone down; but oh, how different the whole world was to us! The beauty of nature on the way, the woods in all the glory of their fresh leafage, the wild flowers, the birds, the gorgeous sunshine—all, all seemed a mockery. Our life was to be a gray, dull drab always.
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Portrait of Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle Elizabeth W. Allston Pringle Chronicles of Chicora Wood

It is a delight to be alive, and know most of those we love are alive too after the terrible sufferings and anxieties of the War. We miss Papa more and more every day; it seems impossible it should be only a year and three months since he died, it seems years and years. Poor Mamma, who was perfectly unaccustomed to business, has had every thing upon her, and it is a perfect wonder to see her rise to each emergency as it comes. Yesterday she called Daddy Aleck and told him she had not the money to pay his wages and he would have to find another place.
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