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Updated: June 11, 2025
Angelina's confidence in herself increased rapidly, until she no longer felt the least embarrassment in speaking; though she alludes to the exhausting effect of the meetings on her physical system. Of Sarah, she says, writing to Jane Smith:
I must reserve for another chapter the recital of Angelina's efforts to open the eyes of the members of her household to the unchristian life they were leading, and the sins they were multiplying on their heads by their treatments of those they held in bondage.
The whole of Angelina's heart was now devoted to Rose's service, Rose's was not devoted to Angelina?... And always Angelina wondered when her friend would return, watched for him in the dusk, awoke in the early mornings and listened for him, searched the Square with its trees and its fountain for his presence. "Wosie, when did he say he'd come next?" But Rose could not tell.
The implication floated there, tenuous, iridescent. Even to Maria Angelina's eyes it was an arch of promise. Ruth was their daughter, the cousin of her own age. And the unknown Bobby was some one who liked Ruth. And he was some one whom this Leila Grey had tried to ensnare although all the time Mrs. Blair suspected her of liking more the Signor Barry Elder.
It was about this time that the injury referred to in the last chapter was received, which frustrated all Angelina's hopes and plans for continued public service for the slave, and condemned her, with all her rare intellectual gifts, to a quiet life.
Even among them, however, there was a difference of opinion, Garrison, H.C. Wright and others, non-resistants, encouraging the agitation of Woman's Rights. A few lines from one of Angelina's letters will best define the position taken by herself and Sarah.
"Like Guy Deloraine in 'Angelina's Ambition'." Aldith put her arm more tightly round her friend. "Wouldn't it be HEAVENLY, Marguerite, to be engaged you and I?" she said, in a tone of dreamy rapture. "To have a dark, handsome man with proud black eyes just dying with love for you, going down on his knees, and giving you presents, and taking you out and all oh, Marguerite, just think of it!"
"Well, she'll be found," said Ruth lightly, with an indisputable lift of excitement. "The bears won't eat them." Mrs. Blair's eyes shifted uneasily to meet the advancing circle from the fire. "There are worse bites than bears'," she found time to throw out, before she had to voice the best possible version of Maria Angelina's disappearance. Instantly a babble of facile comfort rose.
The early shattering of Angelina's nervous system rendered her always exceedingly sensitive to outward impressions.
There were many babies and nurses, and children laughing and crying and shouting, and a sky of mild forget-me-not blue smiled protectingly upon them. Angelina's eyes were fixed upon the fountain, which flashed and sparkled in the air with a happy freedom that seemed to catch all the life of the garden within its heart.
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