Monday, August 23, 2010
Hard to read, but luckily, I'm here for you!
F.C.E. - Your strong, helpful letter has reached me. Everything you write is true. I was a fool, but thank God, the cobwebs are out of my brain. You have done wonders with me. I am entirely changed. I shall be politic and patient. You are very wise, and I shall take my plans from you. You will find me a very reasonable person in the future. You are as good and kind as you are beautiful. I love you. Write me when you can.
Well, I can imagine quite a few scenarios here! Actually this ad reminds me a lot of another one, written around the same time, here, which I thought was all about a guy cheating on his girlfriend. I'm not sure the exact same situation is going on here, but the tone of repentance is similar.
I think that this person either got totally bewitched by another woman (I think the writer is a man because he calls his correspondent "beautiful," which you just don't say about men - though of course it could be a woman to a woman or a man to a man, who knows?) and thought he was in love. Or, somehow other people convinced him that F.C.E. was cheating on him, or a bad person, or something.
Whatever the case, he's seen the light! He's been saved, not a moment too soon!
I'm also not entirely sure that the author and F.C.E. are romantically involved, though that's obviously what I tend to assume. I mean, you don't have to be in a relationship with someone to love them. F.C.E. could be a dear friend, a sibling, who knows? I'm going back to David Copperfield again, actually, and thinking about his relationship to Agnes throughout most of the book. Seems like a fairly similar story. F.C.E. is his sister or sisterly friend who is wise beyond her years, loyal, faithful, loving and good - and the author is a foolish young man easily swayed by fascinating, though immoral or at the least, unsuited, people.
But now he's been redeemed! At least for the moment. I can't help but think that he's been cured of whatever foolish infatuation he had, but he's young and susceptible, and I suspect that if some other bewitching young lady fluttered her eyelashes in his direction he'd fall head over heels all over again.
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