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There Are Heroisms All Round Us
But,aboveall,hemustbeamanwhocoulddo,whocouldact,whocouldlookDeathinthefaceandhavenofearofhim,amanofgreatdeedsandstrangeexperiences.ItisneveramanthatIshouldlove,butalwaystheglorieshehadwon;fortheywouldbereflecteduponme.ThinkofRichardBurton!WhenIreadhiswife’slifeofhimIcouldsounderstandherlove!AndLadyStanley!Didyoueverreadthewonderfullastchapterofthatbookaboutherhusband?Thesearethesortofmenthatawomancouldworshipwithallhersoul,andyetbethegreater,nottheless,onaccountofherlove,honoredbyalltheworldastheinspirerofnobledeeds."
ShelookedsobeautifulinherenthusiasmthatInearlybroughtdownthewholeleveloftheinterview.Igrippedmyselfhard,andwentonwiththeargument.
"Wecan’tallbeStanleysandBurtons,"saidI;"besides,wedon’tgetthechance,—atleast,Ineverhadthechance.IfIdid,Ishouldtrytotakeit."
"Butchancesareallaroundyou.ItisthemarkofthekindofmanImeanthathemakeshisownchances.Youcan’tholdhimback.I’venevermethim,andyetIseemtoknowhimsowell.Thereareheroismsallrounduswaitingtobedone.It’sformentodothem,andforwomentoreservetheirloveasarewardforsuchmen.LookatthatyoungFrenchmanwhowentuplastweekinaballoon.Itwasblowingagaleofwind;butbecausehewasannouncedtogoheinsistedonstarting.Thewindblewhimfifteenhundredmilesintwenty-fourhours,andhefellinthemiddleofRussia.ThatwasthekindofmanImean.Thinkofthewomanheloved,andhowotherwomenmusthaveenviedher!That’swhatIshouldliketobe,—enviedformyman."
"I’dhavedoneittopleaseyou."
"Butyoushouldn’tdoitmerelytopleaseme.
