_Gives an exact account of what happened in the family of Mr. Munden,
after the lamentable and deplorable death of his lady's favourite
squirrel; with several other particulars, much less significant, yet
very necessary to be told_
If Mr. Munden had set his whole invention to work, in order to find the
means of rendering himself hateful in the eyes of his wife, he could not
have done it more effectually than by his savage treatment of her
beloved squirrel: many circumstances, indeed, concurred to set this
action of his in the most odious light that could possibly be given it.
In the first place, the massacre of so unhurtful a creature, who never
did any thing to provoke it's fate, had something in it strangely
splenetic and barbarous.
In the next, the bloody and inhuman deed being perpetrated by this
injurious husband, merely in opposition to his wife, and because he knew
it would give her some sort of affliction, was sufficient to convince
her, that he took pleasure in giving pain to her, and also made her not
doubt but he would stop at nothing for that purpose, provided it were
safe, and came within the letter of the law.
It grieved her to be deprived of a little animal she so long had kept,
with whose pretty tricks she had so often been diverted; and it must be
confessed, that to be deprived of so innocent a satisfaction, by the
very man she had looked upon as bound by all manner of ties to do every
thing to please her, was enough to give the most galling reflections to
a woman of her delicacy and spirit.
But there was still another, and, by many degrees, a more aggravating
motive for her indignation: if she had purchased this squirrel with her
own money, or if it had been presented to her by any other hands than
those of Mr. Trueworth, not only the loss would have been less shocking
to her, but also the person, by whom she sustained that loss, would,
perhaps, have found less difficulty in obtaining her forgiveness.
She kept her promise, however, and ordered a bed to be made ready for
her in another room. Mr. Munden came not home that night till very late;
and being told what his wife had done, took not the least notice of it;
but happening to meet her the next morning, as she was coming down
stairs, 'So, Madam,' said he, 'I suppose you fancy this obstinate
disobedience to your husband is mighty becoming in you!'
'When a husband,' answered she, 'is ignorant of the regard he ought to
have for his wife, or forgets to put it in practice, he can expect
neither affection nor obedience, unless the woman he has married happens
to be an idiot.'
They passed each other with these words; and she went directly to Lady
Trusty, being impatient to acquaint her with the behaviour of her
husband towards her since she last had seen her.
This worthy lady was astonished beyond measure at the recital; it seemed
so strange to her, that a gentleman of Mr. Munden's birth, fortune, and
education, should ever entertain the sordid design of obliging his wife
to convert to the family uses what had been settled on her for her own
private expences, that she could not have given credit to it from any
other mouth than that of the weeping sufferer: his killing of the
squirrel also, though a trifle in itself, she could not help thinking
denoted a most cruel, revengeful, and mean mind.
But how much soever she condemned him in her heart, she forebore
expressing the whole of her sentiments on this occasion to his wife,
being willing, as they were joined to each other by the most sacred and
indissoluble bonds, rather to heal, if possible, the breach between
them, than to add any thing which might serve to widen it.
She told her that, though she could not but confess that Mr. Munden had
behaved towards her, through this whole affair, in a manner very
different from what he ought to have done, or what might have been
expected from him, yet she was sorry to find that she had carried things
to that extremity; particularly she blamed her for having quitted his
bed: 'Because,' said she, 'it may furnish him with some matter of
complaint against you; and, likewise, make others suspect you have not
that affection for him which is the duty of a wife.'
Mrs. Munden making no answer to this, and looking a little perplexed--'I
do not mean, by what I have said,' resumed Lady Trusty, 'to persuade you
to take any steps towards a reconciliation; that is, I would not have
you confess you have been in the wrong, or tell him you are sorry for
what you have done: that would be taking a blame upon yourself you do
not deserve; and he would imagine he had a right to expect the same on
every trifling occasion. It may be, he might be imperious and
ill-natured enough to create quarrels merely for the sake of humbling
your spirit and resentment into submission.
'But as to live in the manner you are likely to do together,' continued
she, 'cannot but be very displeasing in the eye of Heaven, and must also
expose both of you to the censure and contempt of the world, when once
it comes to be known and talked of, some means must be speedily found to
bring about an accommodation between you.'
'O, Madam!' cried the other, hastily interrupting her, 'how impossible
is it for me ever to look with any thing but disdain and resentment on a
man who, after so many protestations of eternal love, eternal adoration,
has dared to treat me in this manner! No!' added she, with greater
vehemence than before, 'I despise the low, the grovelling mind; light
and darkness are not more opposites than we are, and can as easily
agree.'
'You must not think, nor talk in this fashion,' said the good lady; 'all
you can accuse him of will not amount to a separation; besides, consider
how odd a figure a woman makes who lives apart from her husband; there
is an absolute necessity for a reconciliation; and, as it is probable
that neither of you will pursue any measures for that purpose, it is
highly proper your friends should take upon them to interpose in the
affair.'
It was a considerable time before Mrs. Munden could be persuaded, by all
the arguments Lady Trusty made use of, that either her duty, her
interest, or her reputation, required she should forgive the insults she
had received from this ungrateful and unworthy husband.
The good lady would not, however, give over till she had prevailed on
her not only to listen to her reasons, but also to be at last perfectly
convinced by them: this point being gained, the manner in which the
matter should be conducted was the next thing that employed her
thoughts.
It seemed best to her that the two Mr. Thoughtlesses should not be made
acquainted with any part of what had passed, if the business she so much
wished to see accomplished could be effected without their knowledge:
her reason for it was this; they were both men of pretty warm
dispositions, especially the younger; and as they had been so assiduous
in promoting this match, so early a breach, and the provocations given
for it by Mr. Munden, might occasion them to shew their resentment for
his behaviour in a fashion which would make what was already very bad,
much worse.
'Sir Ralph is a man in years,' said she; 'has been your guardian; and I
am apt to believe that, on both these accounts, his words will have some
weight with Mr. Munden: the friendship which he knows is between us,
will also give me the privilege of adding something in my turn; and, I
hope, by our joint mediation, this quarrel may be made up, so far, at
least, as that you may live civilly together.'
Mrs. Munden made no other reply to what her ladyship had said, than to
thank her for the interest she took in her affairs, and the trouble she
was about to give Sir Ralph on her account.
The truth is, this young lady would in her heart have been much better
satisfied that there had been a possibility of being separated for ever
from a person who, she was now convinced, had neither love nor esteem
for her, rather than to have consented to cohabit with him as a wife,
even though he should be prevailed upon to request it in the most
seemingly submissive terms.
While they were in this conversation, a message came from Mr. Edward
Goodman, containing an invitation to Sir Ralph and Lady Trusty, to an
entertainment that gentleman had ordered to be prepared the next day for
several of his friends, on a particular occasion; which, because the
reader as yet is wholly ignorant of, it is highly proper he should be
made acquainted with.