Chapter Fifth of my Story

The wedding was magical. Rebecca was so beautiful with her dress, and the Captain seemed so noble...
And my wedding, which was already planned, was not happening. Time has passed, and I feel more old and ugly. Irremediably, we cannot stop time.
Rebecca , the Captain and their desirable and young daughter have come to visit us.

The truth is, that even I hate feeling this way about Rebecca's daughter, I can't help but feeling a Little jealous of her. And furthermore, my Frederic sems to be so pleased with the visit of the eighteen girl.
So, what I have just done is ask Frederic to get married tomorrow.
And my suspects were correct, Frederic said:
"Damme, Elfrida, you may be married tomorrow, but I won't."
So lately I have falled into a strong depression and the feeling of sadness is floating in my soul and my body.
And what a surprise I have just had when I saw Frederic coming to visit me and asking me to get married tomorrow.
So tomorrow. Tomorrow we will be together, FOREVER.

Love,
Elfry. xx

Chapter fourth of my Story

Dear blogger-Friends:

Today is the sadest day of my whole life. Something terrible happened and I can see my tears falling down my face while I am writting this.
My lovely friend Charlotte has passed away. She reacted the morning after accepting the engadgment of two men, and with this big guilty in her soul, he just ended throwing herself into a deep stream which ran thro her Aunt's pleasure Grounds in Portland Place.
With Frederic and Rebecca, we all wrote an epitaph that goes this way:

Here lies our friend who having promis-ed
That unto two she would be marri-ed
Threw her sweet Body & her lovely face
Into the Stream that runs thro' Portland Place.

After all this successes we all went to talk to Mrs Fitzory with the Captain Roger.
We demanded to the madam Fitzory tht a several time already passed for Rebecca and Captain Roger to get married.
Finally, Mrs Fitzory agrred with us that in three days they shuld get married.
And to end that meeting, the Captain asked Rebecca to sing a song, that she did sing.

When Corydon went to the fair

He bought a red ribbon for Bess,

With which she encircled her hair

& made herself look very fess.

Love,
Elfry. xx
 

Chapter third of my Story

After some time passed, my heart is full of delightness because finally Frederic and I are getting married. My dress is brought, and all the plans are getting done so fast, that we only lack the date of our marriage.

In other news, Charotte is going to pass a period of time at his Aunt's house, in London City. So, she went to visit Mr. Fitzory, and encountered Rebecca trying to improve his face physically.

Then she went to London, and there- and this seems quite mad to me-
two strangers proposed marriage to her. Isn't that unbelivable?
But the thing is that my friend, not beeing able to do anything else, answered 'Yes' to both strangers.
Incredible!
I've been thinking about that, and I ended to the conclusion that our hearts are that full of goodness and love that sometimes we cannot deny ourselves from giving love and trying to pleasure to the most persons we can.


Love,
Elfry. xx

Chapter Two of my Story

Charlotte and I were so intrigated to know who that two ladies were, and when we arrived at home, we remembered that a new family had come to the village, so we directly went to their house to see if our suspects were correct.
And, yes, they were.
We went to welcome the Fitzroy family to the Grove, and we met their two lovely daughters,  Jezalinda and Rebecca. We had a very nice chatting in a wonderful room decorated with so much taste and delicateness. We felt so captivated by the beautyfulness of Jezalinda, but Rebecca had such a brilliant sense of humour and inteligence that I couldn't deny myself to say:

' Lovely & too charming Fair one, notwithstanding your forbidding Squint, your greazy tresses & your swelling Back, which are more frightfull than imagination can paint or pen describe, I cannot refrain from expressing my raptures, at the engaging Qualities of your Mind, which so amply atone for the Horror with which your first appearance must ever inspire the unwary visitor.'
 So, we get in so well with the two sisters, and our families aswell.

Some time passed, and the lovely Rebecca has been asked to marry Captain Roger of Buckinghamshire. But they can't marry right now, because her mother, Mrs Fitzroy thinks that her daughter is still very young. I am so delighted and keen to be in this wedding. Maybe, and just maybe, that is because unconciously, my mind or my heart want to feel this emotion too...



Love,
Elfry.xx


 

Chapter One of my Story

Dear blogger-friends:

Honestly, I am not the kind of lady who tells her intimate thoughts to the Internet, but I have been thinking that maybe, it could help me in order to arrange my thoughts and feelings.

So, here we go.

My name is Elfrida, and I am a young English lady from the 18th Century. I have a great family, but there is a special member that I always felt like my soulmate: My cousin Frederic. We grew up together, we went to the same school, and we are nearly always together. We are more than friends, and I feel so good when I am with him. I feel protected, I feel I can be myself, wihout social pressure, and most importantly, I feel like I am in the clouds. We both know that something is not correct in our relationship, meaning that we love eachother in a way that we shouldn't.
 But we are family, so we can't do nothing about it.

Apart from that, as I am spending some days visiting my aunt, I had written  a letter to my girl bestfriend Charlotte, who has come to Crankhumdunberry today. We went for a lovely walk at Grove of Poplars , a beautiful park surrounded by different flowers and plants. So, we were talking when suddenly we heard a sweet voice singing a song that sounded like:

 

That Damon was in love with me

I once thought & beleiv'd

But now that he is not I see,

I fear I was deceiv'd.

Of course we wanted to know from whom that voice was, and we saw two girls going hand to hand, but the moment they saw us, they just dissapeared.



Love,

Elfry. xx