
May Darling, the admired daughter of the impoverished labourer John Darling, lives in the quiet village of Grassyvale, where her beauty, music, imagination, gentleness, and care for her younger sisters make her beloved by all. Her late mother fostered May’s love of reading, and May especially delights in romantic and dramatic books, often withdrawing to a flower-filled dell to read and dream. Though many admire her, she remains humble and faithful to her household duties. At the county fair, May and a little sister attend a performance of George Barnwell. When the theatre gallery collapses, the handsome actor playing Barnwell, Mr Henry Wilkinson, brings May to safety and escorts her home. He wins her heart by speaking passionately of Desdemona, Ophelia, Miranda, Imogen, Cordelia, Perdita, Juliet, and other figures of the drama. His repeated visits deepen May’s love. When he proposes, John Darling initially refuses, objecting to his profession; he relents only after Wilkinson promises to leave the stage and teach elocution in the town of H. On the evening before the wedding, May and Wilkinson see a weary woman asleep beside the road with an infant. May wants to help her, but Wilkinson, shaken by the sight, urges her to leave the woman resting. The stranger is aided by Janet Baird and Nelly Gray. Calling herself Mrs B., she tells them that she secretly married Henry Bolton, who deserted her after their money failed. She has travelled with their child after receiving a letter promising news of her missing husband in H. Near H, Mrs B. sees a decorated chaise carrying a couple toward the manse and is startled by a voice inside. Dr G., once her suitor, finds her and insists that they must hurry to Grassyvale. Meanwhile, May is dressed as a bride and borne in a flowered palanquin to the kirk. Just as the marriage ceremony is about to unite her with Wilkinson, Dr G. interrupts it, denouncing the bridegroom as Bolton. Mrs Bolton confronts him, holding up their child and pleading that he return to his abandoned wife and son. Bolton threatens those around him with a dagger and escapes. May collapses at the revelation and is carried home in a state of gentle madness. For months she is listless and unresponsive, sometimes singing fragments about disappointed love, ruined hopes, and broken hearts. Later, near the roadside spot where she had seen Mrs Bolton, May begins to recover the memory of what happened. Bolton appears, altered by remorse and dissipation, asks her forgiveness, and throws down a purse meant as compensation for the injury he caused her. Recognizing him restores May’s reason only as she faints in his arms. Horsemen arrive, seize Bolton, and take him to the gaol of H on a charge of highway robbery. Bolton is found guilty and sentenced to death, though the punishment is changed to transportation for life. He is later captured during a skirmish with natives in the place to which he has been transported and is put to a cruel death. Mrs Bolton returns to her father, devotes herself to her son, and eventually marries Dr G. after Bolton’s death is confirmed. Janet Baird and Nelly Gray continue their lives in Grassyvale, with Janet proud of having suspected Wilkinson’s character. May does not regain her physical strength. She becomes calm, devout, and absorbed in the Bible, finding peace in religious faith. As she lies dying in an easy chair beside an open western window, the clergyman prays for her. She understands that death is near, answers with a faint assent, speaks of Heaven, and dies peacefully.
By J.F. Smith · First published 1860 · Genre: Sentimental Tragedy, Tragic Romance, Moral Tale · 11,720 words
It is a lovely spot, Grassyvale -- "beautiful exceedingly. " But its beauty is of a quiet, unimposing description; the characteristic feature of the landscape which would strike the eye of a spectator who surveyed it from the highest neighbouring eminence, is simply -- repose. There are no mountains, properly so called, within a circuit of many miles -- none of those natural pyramids which, in various parts of our beloved land of mountain and of flood, of battle and of song, rise in majestic grandeur, like columns of adamant to support the vault of heaven. The nearest are situated at such a distance that they appear like clouds, and might readily be mistaken for such, but for their deathlike stillness, and the everlasting monotony of their outline. No waterfalls hurl their bolts of liquid crystal into dark, frowning, wave-worn chasms, which had echoed to the thunder of their fall since the birth of time. There is no far-spreading forest -- no yawning ravine, with "ebon shades and low-browed rocks" -- no beetling cliff or precipice, "shagged" with brushwood, as Milton hath it. There is nothing of the grand, the sublime, the terrible, or the magnificent -- there is only quiet; or, if the terms do not sound dissonant to "ears polite," modest, unassuming beauty, such as a rainbow, were it perpetually present in the zenith, might form a characteristic and appropriate symbol of. Nature has not here wrought her miracles of beauty on a Titanic scale.
May Darling, the Village Pride is listed on Textopian as a short story by J.F. Smith, dated 1860 CE.
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Scottish village life · nineteenth-century Scotland · rural romance · melodrama · tragic love · deception and bigamy · abandoned wife · betrayal · theatrical culture · Shakespearean allusions · romantic reading · female innocence