The Story of an Hour - Response

The Story of an Hour - Response

Josephine, Josephine
Professor Lynn Hovde
English 101
27 July 2015
The story of an Hour
When I first began reading "The Story of an Hour”, I was shocked in the eighth paragraph which tells us that "She was young," but even more interesting to me that she is defined as having “a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression” which portrays her as being aged. It implies that Kate Chopin is representing us a social stage of the times with the woman as hostage of her husband. It is usual grasp that marriages are not always about dependent love between two people and during the time that Kate was writing, this was more regularly the case. Marriage was as much about financial enjoyment, social prominence and acceptance as it was about desirable love. There are no children discussed in this story, which makes me surprise if there was a sexual affair between the Mallards. It assumes from the description that Mrs. Mallard has been captured in this marriage for a lasting time even though we know she is adolescent. I admit she does love her husband, but it is accessible to love a man and not be married. I also find it amusing that her first name is only told to us after she listens of her husband’s death and when she vibes the costless. Before this point she is initiated to as Mrs. Mallard or “she,” and after this period when her husband comes home, she is indicated to as “wife.” Kate is declaring to something very attractive here which leads me back to the name of woman as “wife.” When Louise marries Bentley she change into Mrs. Mallard; she loses her identification and speculates a new and strange one. While it looks very normal and fair for a wife to assume her husband’s name in marriage and in that time, to put it firmly, become the claim of him, it cannot be neglected that an assertive part of the self is lost. This woman is very in tune with this death and even though her love for her husband remains her from it, the exemption she feels when she expects he is...

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