Evangeline – Part 1 of a lot

Ahhh… Another Love Story…

After “Pride of the Village” and “Mountjoy”, I assumed that another love story would just drive me crazy.  But, here I am in complete insanity ready to talk abut the first 80 lines of Evangeline by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (and of course the prelude).

Without further ado, The quote:

“Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners”

This is speaking about the village of Grande-Pré.  This Acadian settlement was apparently, beautiful.  No Locked Doors?  No barred windows?  This basically means there was no fear of robbery.  Maybe, even no fear of anything else.  They literally lived in a land of gumdrops and lollipops (if they had lollipops).  Soo…. This is where our story will take place.  In this mysic town with the children playing, the priests blessing, and young Evangeline living on her farm, her father being a wealthy farmer.

“Somewhat apart from the village, and nearer the Basin of Minas,
Benedict Bellefontaine, the wealthiest farmer of Grand-Pré,
Dwelt on his goodly acres; and with him, directing his household,
Gentle Evangeline lived, his child, and the pride of the village.”

We can see here that so far, Evangeline is well off.  She is living on the wealthiest farm, and is the pride of the village.  The Pride of The Village.  Well, the last story we read about a Pride of a Village didn’t end very pleasantly.  are these two stories connected?  Only one way to find out.  Also, her father seems to be known as a good man judging by this, but maybe (him being the wealthiest), there was envy over him.

Well, thats the End.

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