I have become endeared of the following anecdote from Tales of Yesterday’s New England, about 18th century Connecticut Governor Matthew Griswold, who spent his youth at Black Hall, a great house in the town of Lyme—which is now, unfortunately, primarily known for a tick-born disease.
I like this quote not only for the romance, but the cleverness of the dialogue, and the archaic usage of the words “lover” and “love-making,” which referred to courting rather than sex. Also intriguing is the moral and personal strength of the female character, something we might be misled by politics to expect was impossible in the 1700s. Continue reading

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