Poor Richard
By Henry James
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Henry James
Henry James (1843-1916) was an American author and master of literary realism. He split his time between America and Europe, eventually settling in England. Consequently, his novels are known for their interactions between American and European characters. He was one first American novelists to explore first-person consciousness and perception.
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Poor Richard - Henry James
Henry James
Poor Richard
Published by Good Press, 2022
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Poor Richard
Versions of Poor Richard include:
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Poor Richard
in The Atlantic Monthly19–20.
Poor Richard
in The Atlantic Monthly19 (116) (June 1867): 694–706. (transcription project)
Poor Richard
in The Atlantic Monthly20 (117) (July 1867): 32–42. (transcription project)
Poor Richard
in The Atlantic Monthly20 (118) (August 1867): 167–178. (transcription project)
— First publication in any form; the original magazine text
Poor Richard
in Stories Revived (3 volumes, London: Macmillan & Co., 1885)3: 1–90. (transcription project)— First English book edition; the original first book text
Poor Richard
in Stories Revived2: 133–222. — Reprint of first English book edition; uses the first book text
"Poor Richard" in A Landscape Painter (New York: Scott and Seltzer, 1919): 69–174. — First American book edition; published posthumously; uses the magazine text
Poor Richard
in The Diary of a Man of Fifty, A New England Winter, The Path of Duty, and Other Tales (London: Macmillan & Co., 192?): 417–496. — Volume 25 of The Novels and Stories of Henry James, the first posthumous collection of James' works; uses the first book text
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Poor Richard
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II
POOR RICHARD
A Story in Three Parts
PART I
Miss Whittaker's garden covered a couple of acres, behind and beside her house, and at its farther extremity was bounded by a narrow meadow, which in turn was bordered by the old, disused towing-path beside the river, at this point a slow and shallow stream. Its low, flat banks were unadorned with rocks or trees, and a towing-path is not in itself a romantic promenade. Nevertheless, here sauntered bareheaded, on a certain spring evening, the mistress of the acres just mentioned and many more beside, in sentimental converse with an impassioned and beautiful youth.
She herself had been positively plain, but for the frequent recurrence of a magnificent broad smile,—which imparted loveliness to her somewhat plebeian features,—and (in another degree) for the elegance of her dress, which expressed one of the later stages of mourning, and was of that voluminous abundance proper to women who are massive in person, and rich besides. Her companion's good looks, for very good they were, in spite of several defects, were set off by a shabby suit, as carelessly worn as it was inartistically cut. His manner, as he walked and talked, was that of a nervous, passionate man, wrought almost to desperation; while her own was that of a person self-composed to generous attention. A brief silence, however, had at last fallen upon them. Miss Whittaker strolled along quietly, looking at the slow-mounting moon, and the young man gazed on the ground, swinging his stick. Finally, with a heavy blow, he brought it to earth.
O Gertrude!
he cried, I despise myself.
That's very foolish,
said Gertrude.
And, Gertrude, I adore you.
That's more foolish still,
said Gertrude, with her eyes still on the moon. And then, suddenly and somewhat impatiently transferring them to her companion's face, Richard,
she asked, what do you mean when you say you adore me?
Mean? I mean that I love you.
Then, why don't you say what you mean?
The young man looked at her a moment. Will you give me leave,
he asked, "to say all that I mean?"
Of course.
Then, as he remained silent, I listen,
added Gertrude.
Yet he still said nothing, but went striking vehemently at the weeds by the water's edge, like one who may easily burst into tears of rage.
Gertrude!
he suddenly exclaimed, what more do you want than the assurance that I love you?
I want nothing more. That assurance is by itself delightful enough. You yourself seemed to wish to add something more.
Either you won't understand me,
cried Richard, or
—flagrantly vicious for twenty seconds—you can't!
Miss Whittaker stopped and looked thoughtfully into his face. In our position,
she said, "if it becomes you to sacrifice reflection to feeling, it becomes me to do the reverse. Listen to me, Richard. I do understand you, and better, I fancy, than you understand yourself."
O, of course!
But she continued, heedless of his interruption. I thought that, by leaving you to yourself awhile, your feelings might become clearer to you. But they seem to be growing only more confused. I have been so fortunate, or so unfortunate, I hardly know which,
—and she smiled faintly,—as to please you. That's all very well, but you must not make too much of it. Nothing can make me happier than to please you, or to please any one. But here it must stop with you, as it stops with others.
It does not stop here with others.
I beg your pardon. You have no right to say that. It is partly out of justice to others that I speak to you as I am doing. I shall always be one of your best friends, but I shall never be more. It is best I should tell you this at once. I might trifle with you awhile and make you happy (since upon such a thing you are tempted to set your happiness) by allowing you to suppose that I had given you my heart; but the end would soon come, and then where should we be? You may in your disappointment call me heartless now,—I freely give you leave to call me anything that may ease your mind,—but what would you call me then? Friendship, Richard, is a heavenly cure for love. Here is mine,
and she held out her hand.
No, I thank you,
said Richard, gloomily folding his arms. I know my own feelings,
and he raised his voice. "Haven't I lived with them night and day for weeks and weeks? Great Heaven, Gertrude, this is no fancy. I'm not of that sort. My whole life has gone into my love. God has let me idle it away hitherto, only that I might begin it with you. Dear Gertrude, hear me. I have the heart of a man. I know I'm not respectable, but I devoutly believe I'm lovable. It's true that I've neither worked, nor thought, nor studied, nor turned a penny. But, on the other hand, I've never cared for a woman before. I've waited for you. And now—now, after all, I'm to sit down and be pleased! The Devil! Please other men, madam! Me you delight, you intoxicate."
An honest flush rose to Gertrude's cheek. So much the worse for you!
she cried with a bitter laugh. So much the worse for both of us! But what is your point? Do you wish to marry me?
Richard flinched a moment under this tacit proposition suddenly grown vocal; but not from want of heart. Of course I do,
he said.
"Well, then, I only pity you the more for your consistency. I can only entreat you again to rest contented with my friendship. It's not such a bad substitute, Richard, as I understand it. What my love might be I don't know,—I