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Updated: May 15, 2025
Therefore we find that morning with its sunshine rudely clouded over, its promise swept away in the black darkness of storms. Something more than holy living remained to be learned; there remained the mystery of failure and death that death which is the doorway to our real life. Therefore upon our shores broke wave after wave of invasion, storm after storm of cruelest oppression and degradation.
Yesterday you got a certain letter. You sat down and wrote a reply which almost scorched the paper. You picked the cruelest adjectives you knew and sent it forth, without a pang to do its ruthless work. You did that because your life was set in the wrong key. You began the day with the mirror placed at the wrong angle.
This thought blunts my teeth, paralyses my jaws, cramps my hands, and robs me of all appetite for food; so much so that I have a mind to let myself die of hunger, the cruelest death of all deaths."
It was over all these renewed wishes that disappointment was to throw its chill, and it was affections thus riveted that were to be again blighted by the cruelest of all withering influences, that of hope defeated. It was near the hour of the setting of the sun, when Content and Dudley reached the deserted clearing on their return to the valley.
"Well, sir, sure enough, two days after the advertisement come out, it was answered in the cruelest letter I ever set eyes on. The clergyman he come to me with it. 'It was left this evening, says he, 'by a strange messenger, who went away directly.
"Oh, it's wicked!" she cried. "It's the most abominably selfish thing I ever heard of!" He made a gesture of protest, but it didn't stop her. "Oh, I suppose," she flashed, "she didn't mean any harm wasn't just trying to do the cruelest thing she could to you. But it would be a little less infuriating if she had." "Pull up, Freddy!" he said. Rather gently though, for him.
After a pretence of dinner, he seated himself as if to read; glancing at him a few minutes later, Monica found that he was fast asleep. She could not bear to gaze at him, yet her eyes turned thither again and again. His face was repulsive to her; the deep furrows, the red eyelids, the mottled skin moved her to loathing. And yet she pitied him. His frantic exultation was the cruelest irony.
She taunted her in the cruelest way, accused her of being the temptress in the case of Sir Francis, and of simulating a hypocritical indignation in order to save herself with her husband, and finally charged her with the robbery of her sister's money, declaring that as soon as daylight came she would take steps to set the criminal law in motion, and so protect both herself and her husband from any charge such a woman might bring against them.
"Ah, Master Mervale," he sighed, "I was right after all, it is the cruelest plague in the world, and that same smallpox leaves less troubling scars." "Yet," Master Mervale said, with courteous interest, "you did not marry?" "Marry!" His lordship snarled toward the sun and laughed. "Look you, Master Mervale, I know not how far y'are acquainted with the business.
Not even the cruelest of the warriors surpassed the unhallowed fiendishness of the withered squaw in preparing the torments of the stake and in shrieking her toothless exultation beside the torture fire. Where women are on such a footing as this it is always ill with the community at large. The Hurons were among the most despicable of the Indians in their manners.
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