![]() ![]() ![]() Somewhere in there I recall, Margaret and Thaddeus find the time to discuss the nature of love. And the slaves string up old daddy and so on, historical fiction. And then of course the Yankees come, and they set the slaves free. And so, there's a lot of hot stuff going down, when Margaret and Thaddeus can catch a spare torrid ten under the cotton-picking moon. ![]() And she's married, but her white slave-owner husband has AIDS: Antebellum Insufficiently-Developed Sex-organs. And her name is Margaret, and she's in love with her daddy's number-one slave, and his name is Thaddeus. Well, you ought to, instead of spending the rest of your life, trying to get through "Democracy in America." It's about this white woman whose daddy owns a plantation in the Deep South, in the years before the Civil War. I'd swear that's a line from my favorite best-selling paperback novel, "In Love with the Night Mysterious", except I don't think you've ever read it. To this I could not forbear #Quote by Edith Whartonīecause her brood is stol'n away. He said he had remarked the same indifference, but that this was consonant with the Italian character, which never looked to the morrow and he added that the mild disposition of the people, and their profound respect for religion, were sufficient assurance against any political excess. I remarked to him that I was surprised to find how little talk there was in Italy of the distracted conditions in France and this though the country is overrun with French refugees, or emigres, as they call themselves, who bring with them reports that might well excite the alarm of neighbouring governments. Whether by this he meant the clergy I know not though I observed he spoke favourably of that body in France, pointing out that, long before the recent agitations, they had defended the civil rights of the Third Estate, and citing many cases in which the country curates had shown themselves the truest friends of the people: a fact my own observation hath confirmed. ![]()
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