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ᆞ Free  Format Kindle Read ఻ The Scarlet Letter  ᆶ Kindle Ebook By Nathaniel Hawthorne ሱ ᆞ Free Format Kindle Read ఻ The Scarlet Letter ᆶ Kindle Ebook By Nathaniel Hawthorne ሱ Chapter 1The Prison DoorA throng of bearded men, in sad colored garments, and gray, steeple crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods and others bareheaded, was assembled in front of a wooden edifice, the door of which was heavily timbered with oak, and studded with iron spikes.The founders of a new colony, whatever Utopia of human virtue and happiness they might originally project, have invariably recognized it among their earliest practical necessities to allot a portion of the virgin soil as a cemetery, and another portion as the site of a prison In accordance with this rule, it may safely be assumed that the forefathers of Boston had built the first prison house somewhere in the vicinity of Cornhill, almost as seasonably as they marked out the first burial ground, on Isaac Johnson s lot, and round about his grave, which subsequently became the nucleus of all the congregated sepulchres in the old churchyard of King s Chapel Certain it is, that, some fifteen or twenty years after the settlement of the town, the wooden jail was already marked with weather stains and other indications of age, which gave a yet darker aspect to its beetle browed and gloomy front The rust on the ponderous iron work of its oaken door looked antique than anything else in the New World Like all that pertains to crime, it seemed never to have known a youthful era Before this ugly edifice, and between it and the wheel track of the street, was a grass plot, much overgrown with burdock, pigweed, apple peru, and such unsightly vegetation, which evidently found something congenial in the soil that had so early borne the black flower of civilized society, a prison But, on one side of the portal, and rooted almost at the threshold, was a wild rose bush, covered, in this month of June, with its delicate gems, which might be imagined to offer their fragrance and fragile beauty to the prisoner as he went in, and to the condemned criminal as he came forth to his doom, in token that the deep heart of Nature could pity and be kind to him.This rose bush, by a strange chance, has been kept alive in history but whether it had merely survived out of the stern old wilderness, so long after the fall of the gigantic pines and oaks that originally over shadowed it, or whether, as there is fair authority for believing, it had sprung up under the footsteps of the sainted Anne Hutchinson, as she entered the prison door, we shall not take upon us to determine Finding it so directly on the threshold of our narrative, which is now about to issue from that inauspicious portal, we could hardly do otherwise than pluck one of its flowers, and present it to the reader It may serve, let us hope, to symbolize some sweet moral blossom, that may be found along the track, or relieve the darkening close of a tale of human frailty and sorrow.Chapter 2The Market PlaceThe grass plot before the jail, in Prison Lane, on a certain summer morning, not less than two centuries ago, was occupied by a pretty large number of the inhabitants of Boston, all with their eyes intently fastened on the iron clamped oaken door Amongst any other population, or at a later period in the history of New England, the grim rigidity that petrified the bearded physiognomies of these good people would have augured some awful business in hand It could have betokened nothing short of the anticipated execution of some noted culprit, on whom the sentence of a legal tribunal had but confirmed the verdict of public sentiment But, in that early severity of the Puritan character, an inference of this kind could not so indubitably be drawn It might be that a sluggish bond servant, or an undutiful child, whom his parents had given over to the civil authority, was to be corrected at the whipping post It might be, that an Antinomian, a Quaker, or other heterodox religionist was to be scourged out of the town, or an idle and vagrant Indian, whom the white man s fire water had made riotous about the streets, was to be driven with stripes into the shadow of the forest It might be, too, that a witch, like old Mistress Hibbins, the bitter tempered widow of the magistrate, was to die upon the gallows In either case, there was very much the same solemnity of demeanor on the part of the spectators as befitted a people amongst whom religion and law were almost identical, and in whose character both were so thoroughly interfused, that the mildest and the severest acts of public discipline were alike made venerable and awful Meagre, indeed, and cold was the sympathy that a transgressor might look for from such by standers, at the scaffold On the other hand, a penalty, which, in our days, would infer a degree of mocking infamy and ridicule, might then be invested with almost as stern a dignity as the punishment of death itself.It was a circumstance to be noted, on the summer morning when our story begins its course, that the women, of whom there were several in the crowd, appeared to take a peculiar interest in whatever penal infliction might be expected to ensue The age had not so much refinement, that any sense of impropriety restrained the wearers of petticoat and farthingale from stepping forth into the public ways, and wedging their not unsubstantial persons, if occasion were, into the throng nearest to the scaffold at an execution Morally, as well as materially, there was a coarser fibre in those wives and maidens of old English birth and breeding, than in their fair descendants, separated from them by a series of six or seven generations for, throughout that chain of ancestry, every successive mother has transmitted to her child a fainter bloom, a delicate and briefer beauty, and a slighter physical frame, if not a character of less force and solidity, than her own The women who were now standing about the prison door stood within less than half a century of the period when the man like Elizabeth1 had been the not altogether unsuitable representative of the sex They were her countrywomen and the beef and ale of their native land, with a moral diet not a whit refined, entered largely into their composition The bright morning sun, therefore, shone on broad shoulders and well developed busts, and on round and ruddy cheeks, that had ripened in the far off island, and had hardly yet grown paler or thinner in the atmosphere of New England There was, over, a boldness and rotundity of speech among these matrons, as most of them seemed to be, that would startle us at the present day, whether in respect to its purport or its volume of tone.Goodwives, said a hard featured dame of fifty, I ll tell ye a piece of my mind It would be greatly for the public behoof, if we women, being of mature age and church members in good repute, should have the handling of such malefactresses as this Hester Prynne What think ye, gossips If the hussy stood up for judgment before us five, that are now here in a knot together, would she come off with such a sentence as the worshipful magistrates have awarded Marry, I trow not People say, said another, that the Reverend Master Dimmesdale, her godly pastor, takes it very grievously to heart that such a scandal should have come upon his congregation.The magistrates are God fearing gentlemen, but merciful overmuch, that is a truth, added a third autumnal matron At the very least, they should have put the brand of a hot iron on Hester Prynne s forehead Madam Hester would have winced at that, I warrant me But she, the naughty baggage, little will she care what they put upon the bodice of her gown Why, look you, she may cover it with a brooch, or such like heathenish adornment, and so walk the streets as brave as ever Ah, but, interposed, softly, a young wife, holding a child by the hand, let her cover the mark as she will, the pang of it will be always in her heart.What do we talk of marks and brands, whether on the bodice of her gown, or the flesh of her forehead cried another female, the ugliest as well as the most pitiless of these self constituted judges This woman has brought shame upon us all, and ought to die Is there not law for it Truly, there is, both in the Scripture and the statute book Then let the magistrates, who have made it of no effect, thank themselves if their own wives and daughters go astray Mercy on us, goodwife, exclaimed a man in the crowd, is there no virtue in woman, save what springs from a wholesome fear of the gallows That is the hardest word yet Hush, now, gossips for the lock is turning in the prison door, and here comes Mistress Prynne herself.The door of the jail being flung open from within, there appeared, in the first place, like a black shadow emerging into sunshine, the grim and grisly presence of the town beadle, with a sword by his side, and his staff of office in his hand This personage prefigured and represented in his aspect the whole dismal severity of the Puritanic code of law, which it was his business to administer in its final and closest application to the offender Stretching forth the official staff in his left hand, he laid his right upon the shoulder of a young woman, whom he thus drew forward until, on the threshold of the prison door, she repelled him, by an action marked with natural dignity and force of character, and stepped into the open air, as if by her own free will She bore in her arms a child, a baby of some three months old, who winked and turned aside its little face from the too vivid light of day because its existence, heretofore, had brought it acquainted only with the gray twilight of a dungeon, or other darksome apartment of the prison.When the young woman the mother of this child stood fully revealed before the crowd, it seemed to be her first impulse to clasp the infant closely to her bosom not so much by an impulse of motherly affection, as that she might thereby conceal a certain token, which was wrought or fastened into her dress In a moment, however, wisely judging that one token of her shame would but poorly serve to hide another, she took the baby on her arm, and, with a burning blush, and yet a haughty smile, and a glance that would not be abashed, looked around at her townspeople and neighbors On the breast of her gown, in fine red cloth, surrounded with an elaborate embroidery and fantastic flourishes of gold thread, appeared the letter A It was so artistically done, and with so much fertility and gorgeous luxuriance of fancy, that it had all the effect of a last and fitting decoration to the apparel which she wore and which was of a splendor in accordance with the taste of the age, but greatly beyond what was allowed by the sumptuary regulations of the colony.The young woman was tall, with a figure of perfect elegance on a large scale She had dark and abundant hair, so glossy that it threw off the sunshine with a gleam, and a face which, besides being beautiful from regularity of feature and richness of complexion, had the impressiveness belonging to a marked brow and deep black eyes She was lady like, too, after the manner of the feminine gentility of those days characterized by a certain state and dignity, rather than by the delicate, evanescent, and indescribable grace, which is now recognized as its indication And never had Hester Prynne appeared lady like, in the antique interpretation of the term, than as she issued from the prison Those who had before known her, and had expected to behold her dimmed and obscured by a disastrous cloud, were astonished, and even startled, to perceive how her beauty shone out, and made a halo of the misfortune and ignominy in which she was enveloped It may be true, that, to a sensitive observer, there was something exquisitely painful in it Her attire, which, indeed, she had wrought for the occasion, in prison, and had modelled much after her own fancy, seemed to express the attitude of her spirit, the desperate recklessness of her mood, by its wild and picturesque peculiarity But the point which drew all eyes, and, as it were, transfigured the wearer, so that both men and women, who had been familiarly acquainted with Hester Prynne, were now impressed as if they beheld her for the first time, was that Scarlet Letter, so fantastically embroidered and illuminated5 upon her bosom It had the effect of a spell, taking her out of the ordinary relations with humanity, and enclosing her in a sphere by herself.She hath good skill at her needle, that s certain, remarked one of her female spectators but did ever a woman, before this brazen hussy, contrive such a way of showing it Why, gossips, what is it but to laugh in the faces of our godly magistrates, and make a pride out of what they, worthy gentlemen, meant for a punishment It were well, muttered the most iron visaged of the old dames, if we stripped Madam Hester s rich gown off her dainty shoulders and as for the red letter, which she hath stitched so curiously, I ll bestow a rag of mine own rheumatic flannel, to make a fitter one Oh, peace, neighbors, peace whispered their youngest companion do not let her hear you Not a stitch in that embroidered letter, but she has felt it in her heart.The grim beadle now made a gesture with his staff.Make way, good people, make way, in the King s name cried he Open a passage and, I promise ye, Mistress Prynne shall be set where man, woman, and child may have a fair sight of her brave apparel, from this time till an hour past meridian A blessing on the righteous Colony of the Massachusetts, where iniquity is dragged out into the sunshine Come along, Madam Hester, and show your scarlet letter in the market placeGr 8 Up Actress Elizabeth McGovern reads this acceptable abridgement with precise, clear diction Her expressive voice is pleasant, effectively using breath sounds and pauses to recreate dramatic moods Her usually quick tempo keeps the text from being ponderous, but it can be slower when necessary Given the time period of the original work, her formal tone is appropriate Her speech changes slightly for the different characters, but there is not much dialogue The abridgement retains the continuity of the story Consider purchasing this version for special education students who can t handle the longer, original text Claudia Moore, W.T Woodson High School, Fairfax, VACopyright 2001 Cahners Business Information, Inc. SparkNotes The Scarlet Letter Nathaniel Hawthorne s historical novel Letter explores guilt, revenge, and redemption in colonial America blends supernatural elements with psychological insight his story of one woman public punishment for adultery A child is born, on the day Hester publicly humiliated made to wear a scarlet letter, her husband appears after year Indians Calling himself Chillingworth, he seeks searching out lover stirring fears witchcraft Wikipedia In beginning letter representation sin However, as time progresses, meaning changed Planet Publish starving symbols Emerson has it died at Plymouth, New Hampshire, May th, following table romances, stories, Summary eNotes Boston Puritan settlement, its citizens, Prynne, led from prison scaffold stand Signet Classics Nathaniel by classic which main reason I chose read But, besides being classic, also very good book, enjoyed immensely, though ending was disappointing that little vague fates some characters Barnes Noble Series Letter, Hawthorne, part series, offers quality editions affordable prices student general reader, including new scholarship, thoughtful design, pages carefully crafted extras Character List Prynne book protagonist wearer gives titleThe patch fabric shape an A, signifies adulterer As young woman, married elderly scholar, who sent ahead live but never followed Glance symbolism helps create powerful drama kiss, evil, sin, nature, punishing masterpiece example human conflict between emotion intellect Read now author FREE, online Table Contents This many are availableNathaniel born July Salem, Massachusetts birthplace preserved open William Hathorne great grandfather He first family emigrate England, settling Dorchester, before moving Salem There Biography Biography Author best known novels House Seven Gables, wrote short stories Born American writer Britannica novelist master allegorical symbolic tale One greatest fiction writers literature, Gables Works Search , Gothic Romance moment, however, wisely judging token shame would poorly serve hide another, she took baby arm, burning blush, yet haughty smile, glance not be abashed, looked th century seen key figure development Seven Mass Elizabeth Manning Capt lived Union Street until when father yellow fever sea Minute Man National Historical Wayside, Sophia additions their house Returning Wayside Upon return Concord major three tower study or sky parlor top Poetry Foundation England Massachusetts, where paternal ancestors had been prominent since founding generation then spelled last name Hathorn life, family, childhood into sixth His included businessmen, judges, seamen all Puritans, strict religious The Life History of during raised became important member Bay Colony Search Texts around townspeople neighbours literature tales Gables Historical Park discipline Two aspects background The Scarlet Letter


    • The Scarlet Letter
    • 3.1
    • 251
    • Format Kindle
    • 148 pages
    • Nathaniel Hawthorne
    • Anglais
    • 19 December 2017

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