Autobiography eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 534 pages of information about Autobiography.

Autobiography eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 534 pages of information about Autobiography.
abundantly confirmed by the result.  The evil now invaded our house, and attacked me with unusual severity.  My whole body was sown over with spots, and my face covered; and for several days I lay blind and in great pain.  They tried the only possible alleviation, and promised me heaps of gold if I would keep quiet, and not increase the mischief by rubbing and scratching.  I controlled myself, while, according to the prevailing prejudice, they kept me as warm as possible, and thus only rendered my suffering more acute.  At last, after a woeful time, there fell, as it were, a mask from my face.  The blotches had left no visible mark upon the skin, but the features were plainly altered.  I myself was satisfied merely with seeing the light of day again, and gradually putting off my spotted skin; but others were pitiless enough to remind me often of my previous condition, especially a very lively aunt, who had formerly regarded me with idolatry, but in after-years could seldom look at me without exclaiming “The deuce, cousin, what a fright he’s grown!” Then she would tell me circumstantially how I had once been her delight, and what attention she had excited when she carried me about; and thus I early learned that people very often subject us to a severe atonement for the pleasure which we have afforded them.

I escaped neither measles nor chicken-pox, nor any other of the tormenting demons of childhood; and I was assured each time that it was a great piece of good luck that this malady was now past forever.  But alas! another again threatened in the background, and advanced.  All these things increased my propensity to reflection; and as I had already practised myself in fortitude, in order to remove the torture of impatience, the virtues which I had heard praised in the stoics appeared to me highly worthy of imitation, and the more so, as something similar was commended by the Christian doctrine of patience.

While on the subject of these family diseases, I will mention a brother about three years younger than myself, who was likewise attacked by that infection, and suffered not a little from it.  He was of a tender nature, quiet and capricious; and we were never on the most friendly terms.  Besides, he scarcely survived the years of childhood.  Among several other children born afterwards, who, like him, did not live long, I only remember a very pretty and agreeable girl, who also soon passed away; so that, after the lapse of some years, my sister and I remained alone, and were therefore the more deeply and affectionately attached to each other.

These maladies, and other unpleasant interruptions, were in their consequences doubly grievous; for my father, who seemed to have laid down for himself a certain calendar of education and instruction, was resolved immediately to repair every delay, and imposed double lessons upon the young convalescent.  These were not hard for me to accomplish, but were so far troublesome, that they hindered, and, to a certain extent, repressed, my inward development, which had taken a decided direction.

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