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The Scarlet Letter

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Title: The Scarlet Letter

Author: Nathaniel Hawthorne

Engraver: A. V. S. Anthony

Illustrator: Mary Hallock Foote
 Ludvig Sandöe Ipsen

 
Release date: May 5, 2008 [eBook #25344]
 Most recently updated: July 15, 2025

Language: English

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*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE SCARLET LETTER ***

 THE SCARLET LETTER.

 BY

 NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE.

 Illustrated.

 [Illustration]

 BOSTON:
 JAMES R. OSGOOD AND COMPANY,
 LATE TICKNOR & FIELDS, AND FIELDS, OSGOOD, & CO.
 1878.

 COPYRIGHT, 1850 AND 1877.
 BY NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE AND JAMES R. OSGOOD & CO.

 _All rights reserved._
 October 22, 1874.

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 PREFACE TO THE SECOND EDITION.

Much to the author's surprise, and (if he may say so without
additional offence) considerably to his amusement, he finds that his
sketch of official life, introductory to THE SCARLET LETTER, has
created an unprecedented excitement in the respectable community
immediately around him. It could hardly have been more violent,
indeed, had he burned down the Custom-House, and quenched its last
smoking ember in the blood of a certain venerable personage, against
whom he is supposed to cherish a peculiar malevolence. As the public
disapprobation would weigh very heavily on him, were he conscious of
deserving it, the author begs leave to say, that he has carefully read
over the introductory pages, with a purpose to alter or expunge
whatever might be found amiss, and to make the best reparation in his
power for the atrocities of which he has been adjudged guilty. But it
appears to him, that the only remarkable features of the sketch are
its frank and genuine good-humor, and the general accuracy with which
he has conveyed his sincere impressions of the characters therein
described. As to enmity, or ill-feeling of any kind, personal or
political, he utterly disclaims such motives. The sketch might,
perhaps, have been wholly omitted, without loss to the public, or
detriment to the book; but, having undertaken to write it, he
conceives that it could not have been done in a better or a kindlier
spirit, nor, so far as his abilities availed, with a livelier effect
of truth.

The author is constrained, therefore, to republish his introductory
sketch without the change of a word.

 SALEM, March 30, 1850.

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 CONTENTS.

 PAGE

THE CUSTOM HOUSE.-INTRODUCTORY 1

 THE SCARLET LETTER.

I. THE PRISON-DOOR 51

II. THE MARKET-PLACE 54

III. THE RECOGNITION 68

IV. THE INTERVIEW 80

V. HESTER AT HER NEEDLE 90

VI. PEARL 104

VII. THE GOVERNOR'S HALL 118

VIII. THE ELF-CHILD AND THE MINISTER 129

IX. THE LEECH 142

X. THE LEECH AND HIS PATIENT 155

XI. THE INTERIOR OF A HEART 168

XII. THE MINISTER'S VIGIL 177

XIII. ANOTHER VIEW OF HESTER 193

XIV. HESTER AND THE PHYSICIAN 204

XV. HESTER AND PEARL 212

XVI. A FOREST WALK 223

XVII. THE PASTOR AND HIS PARISHIONER 231

XVIII. A FLOOD OF SUNSHINE 245

XIX. THE CHILD AT THE BROOK-SIDE 253

XX. THE MINISTER IN A MAZE 264

XXI. THE NEW ENGLAND HOLIDAY 277

XXII. THE PROCESSION 288

XXIII. THE REVELATION OF THE SCARLET LETTER 302

XXIV. CONCLUSION 315

[Illustration]

 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

_Drawn by_ MARY HALLOCK FOOTE _and Engraved by_ A. V. S. ANTHONY. _The
 ornamental head-pieces are by_ L. S. IPSEN.

 PAGE

THE CUSTOM-HOUSE 1

THE PRISON DOOR 49

VIGNETTE,-WILD ROSE 51

THE GOSSIPS 57

"STANDING ON THE MISERABLE EMINENCE" 65

"SHE WAS LED BACK TO PRISON" 78

"THE EYES OF THE WRINKLED SCHOLAR GLOWED" 87

THE LONESOME DWELLING 93

LONELY FOOTSTEPS 99

VIGNETTE 104

A TOUCH OF PEARL'S BABY-HAND 113

VIGNETTE 118

THE GOVERNOR'S BREASTPLATE 125

"LOOK THOU TO IT! I WILL NOT LOSE THE CHILD!" 135

THE MINISTER AND LEECH 148

THE LEECH AND HIS PATIENT 165

THE VIRGINS OF THE CHURCH 172

"THEY STOOD IN THE NOON OF THAT STRANGE SPLENDOR" 185

HESTER IN THE HOUSE OF MOURNING 195

MANDRAKE 211

"HE GATHERED HERBS HERE AND THERE" 213

PEARL ON THE SEA-SHORE 217

"WILT THOU YET FORGIVE ME?" 237

A GLEAM OF SUNSHINE 249

THE CHILD AT THE BROOK-SIDE 257

CHILLINGWORTH,-"SMILE WITH A SINISTER MEANING" 287

NEW ENGLAND WORTHIES 289

"SHALL WE NOT MEET AGAIN?" 311

HESTER'S RETURN 320

 THE CUSTOM-HOUSE.

[Illustration: The Custom-House]

 THE CUSTOM-HOUSE.

 INTRODUCTORY TO "THE SCARLET LETTER."

It is a little remarkable, that-though disinclined to talk overmuch
of myself and my affairs at the fireside, and to my personal
friends-an autobiographical impulse should twice in my life have
taken possession of me, in addressing the public. The first time was
three or four years since, when I favored the reader-inexcusably, and
for no earthly reason, that either the indulgent reader or the
intrusive author could imagine-with a description of my way of life
in the deep quietude of an Old Manse. And now-because, beyond my
deserts, I was happy enough to find a listener or two on the former
occasion-I again seize the public by the button, and talk of my three
years' experience in a Custom-House. The example of the famous
"P. P., Clerk of this Parish," was never more faithfully followed. The
truth seems to be, however, that, when he casts his leaves forth upon
the wind, the author addresses, not the many who will fling aside his
volume, or never take it up, but the few who will understand him,
better than most of his schoolmates or lifemates. Some authors,
indeed, do far more than this, and indulge themselves in such
confidential depths of revelation as could fittingly be addressed,
only and exclusively, to the one heart and mind of perfect sympathy;
as if the printed book, thrown at large on the wide world, were
certain to find out the divided segment of the writer's own nature,
and complete his circle of existence by bringing him into communion
with it. It is scarcely decorous, however, to speak all, even where we
speak impersonally. But, as thoughts are frozen and utterance
benumbed, unless the speaker stand in some true relation with his
audience, it may be pardonable to imagine that a friend, a kind and
apprehensive, though not the closest friend, is listening to our talk;
and then, a native reserve being thawed by this genial consciousness,
we may prate of the circumstances that lie around us, and even of
ourself, but still keep the inmost Me behind its veil. To this extent,
and within these limits, an author, methinks, may be autobiographical,
without violating

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