A Girl Called Samson by Amy Harmon EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Amy Harmon
- Genre: Women’s Literature & Fiction, American Historical Romance
- Publish Date: 1 April 2023
- Size: 2 MB
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Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice
in time to come.
Proverbs 31:25
January3, 1827
Dear Elizabeth,
You have not been far from my mind today. It
is a new year, though I suspect it will be my last. I
find myself lost in thought more than I am
present, and though I’
ve told parts of my story,
I’
ve never written it all down from beginning to
end.
Many of the things I will write, you already
know, but this record will be for your children.
And mine. And for generations of little girls who
have not even been born.
A newspaper columnist named Herman
Mann—he calls himself a novelist—
interviewed me at length for a book, and I had
hopes that he would write my story as I conveyed
it to him. But I find some things are impossible to
express, especially to a stranger. The pages he has
shared with me bear little resemblance to the tale
I lived, and one must understand my history to
understand my choices. It is better that I write it
myself, even if it shocks sensibilities.
I am accustomed to that.
The records I kept during the final years of
the Revolution were scant and insuficient, but
the events are burned into my memory, and I
relive them in my sleep. It seems like another life,
though the remnants of that life are with me still,
in my flesh and in my posterity.
I thought nothing could be worse than the
small, painful existence I was living. I also feared
the war would end, and I would miss my only
shot at deliverance. As it turned out, I saw all the
bloodshed I could bear. I watched boys die and
grown men weep. I saw cowardice reign and
bravery falter. And I witnessed what dreams
cost, up close and personal.
If I’d known, I might have avoided it all, the
pain in my leg and the price of independence—
my own and that of my country. But then I
would n
’t have met him. And I would n
’t have
come to truly know myself.
People ask me why I did it. Mr. Mann kept
returning to that question, and I had no simple
answer. Such a question demands the entire
story. All I know is that once the desire took root
in me, it grew and grew, until to deny it would
have choked the hope from my breast. And hope is
what keeps us alive.
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