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admirable temper, and generous cha- sweet in temper, firm as well as decidracter, which were hers already. ed in principle, and possessed, as yet al

It was a year or two later, just af- most unknown to herself, a strong and viter the marriage of their only remain-' vid energy, which it needed only some ing sister, and when Elizabeth and Sir fitting occasion to call forth. Lucy, on Walter were left alone, that a parti- the other hand, was all animation, and cularly-esteemed friend of the latter, wildness, and fire-playful as are the who lived in the near neighborhood of most playful of her age, yet occasionArlescot, had the calamity to lose his ally displaying a burst of violence of wife. Mr. Adair—so he was named mingled temper and feeling which was -was left with an only child, a daugh- far, far beyond it. In fact, to any one ter, about a year younger than Eliza- who observed her minutely, she formbeth, who had thus become motherless. ed a subject for metaphysical study Sir Walter bad been in the constant and prophecy, rather than of that sweet habit of going to Mr. Adair's, and had and simple contemplation which beaualways remarked the extreme beauty tiful children of her age commonly afand animation of this child. Accord - ford. ingly, after the first burst of sympa It was in consequence of the pecuthizing sorrow for the loss his friend liar intimacy subsisting between these had sustained, -and it was no common young people, that, when he went to one, for Mrs. Adair had been a pay his visit of condolence to Mr. man of a degree of merit indeed rare, Adair, Sir Walter took Elizabeth with -Sir Walter's mind turned upon the him. He felt, moreover, and with thought of what the deprivation of pride and joy, that she was one who, such a mother must be to such a even now so young, was eminently child !—“ Poor, poor Lucy!” he ex- fitted to administer such consolation claimed, “what will become of her as can be administered on an ccasion now !—I pity ber from the bottom of like this. “ Lucy, I am sure, suffers my soul. Such a disposition as hers deeply,” —said Sir Walter to his sisneeds most mother's guidance; ter—" it will be for you, dear Eliza

at these tender years, beth, to bring her mind to a state of she is left without female help, direc- calm, and to infuse into it that resigtion, or support !”

nation which is alike our duty and our And justly was Sir Walter's pity refuge when those we love are remorbestowed.

What, indeed, can de- ed from us hy death.” serve pity more than a girl who, at When they arrived at Wilmington, eleven years old, has a precority they found Mr. Adair alone. The which increases her age by at least half warm and cordial grasp of Sir Walof its real amount with the promise ter's hand was, indeed, cordially, of an eager and wild temperament, and though ipore fee!'ly, returned-but the of singular yet great beauty—who has widowed man shrank from his friend's lost her mother? Such a being as glance, and, turning away, coiered his this may escape great misfortunes- face with his hands, to gain a mimeat but the chances are sadly the other to recover his composure.

After a way.

short pause, he said, “ This visit is, Lucy Adair had been a playfellow indeed, kind, dear Meynell—I know of Elizabeth Meynell's. The differ- the goodness of your heart, and what ence of age between the latter and her you must seel for me at such a sisters had caused far more compan- ment as this. I am, indeed, dess ionship to exist between these two, late !" than Elizabeth ever had enjoyed in ber Sir Walter answered his frican win! own family. Their tendencies of dis- that delicacy, yet deptis, of felis, position were widely different, and yet which showed how far beyorid he their attachinent to each other was mal condolences of the world red; extreme. Elizabeth was mild and expressions of sympathy-espressivi,


and now,

indeed, which could come only from a child, and which he found it impos. most sensitive heart under the influ- sible at that moment to support. ence of warm and strong friendship. Sir Walter sat down silently, and

At length he broke a pause which gazed with emotion upon the picture had supervened, by asking whether his before him. Two beautiful children, sister might not see her young friend. the one wrapt in an agony of grief, shel“ Assuredly—and yet I fear the meet- tered and cherished in the bosom of the ing will be almost too much for her- other, whose gentle countenance, now Oh, Meynell, you can form no idea of tinged with sadness and pity, might how that child has suffered !” As he almost, her fond brother thought, form spoke, he rang the bell, and desired a model for that of an angel sent from his daughter to be called.

heaven on an errand of mercy—such a An object of more beauty and in- group as this could not be contemplated terest than was Lucy Adair, as she without feelings of the sostest, purest, entered the room, it would be most and most pitying nature. The viodifficult to conceive. She was dress- lence of Lucy's tears had now passed ed in the deepest mourning, and the away—and she lay upon her friend's contrast between her dress of sorrow, bosom, her gentle sobs coming at inand the feelings of joyous gaiety creasing intervals-like the ebbing of which ought to be those of her age a calm tide at evening. and more peculiarly so of her indivi Sir Walter kept withdrawn from dual disposition, was most striking and the young friend's as much as possible, sad. The change altogether in her and heard only the murmuring of appearance struck Elizabeth most their voices as they spoke, the one in painfully. Her jet-black hair, which complaint, the other in consolation. commonly tossed in a profusion of ring- At length, Elizabeth gently disengaglets, was now plainly parted upon her ed herself from her friend's arms,

and brow-her large dark eyes, which coming to her brother, said to himusually flashed with animation and “Dear Walter, I have a great favor buoyant life through their lashes of to beg of you, but I feel sure you singular darkness and length, were will not refuse it. Lucy says, that if now sunken, and, if I may use the I could be with her for a few days, I phrase, pale with the cold moisture of should be the greatest support to her: protracted tears ;-and her cheek, in- she says that, after having now seen stead of flushing and mantling with the me, and our having talked together, brilliant blood of health and youth, the first dread of meeting me, which was now of a whiteness equal to that she felt, is over, and that she shrinks of the ivory neck, which showed in from falling back upon her own sad such startling contrast against the thoughts, and seeing her father shed mourning dress.

tears over her. I feel sure that she When Lucy entered, her pace was is right, and that I should indeed be slow, and her eyes were bent upon of service to her, as her feelings are the ground. She seemed to be under now. So you will let me stay with the action of violent feeling, for her her, Walter, won't you ? and you breath came and went rapidly, as was must get Mr. Adair to consent-I shown by the almost tumultuous will promise to keep quite out of his heaving of her bosom. At length way; he may almost believe I am not she raised her head, and running for- here-nobody but Lucy shall see me.” ward to Elizabeth, uttered one cry, « Good, kind girl," said Sir Walter, and fell into ber arms in a paroxysm of kissing her brow : “ most willingly convulsive tears.

do I consent to your staying with your Mr. Adair turned to Sir Walter, poor Lucy-I will arrange it with Adair. and merely uttering the words, “ You God bless and protect you," he added, see”-left the room to regain that addressing Lucy as he passed her, and composure so necessary before his placing his hand upon her brow.

« That is, indeed, a most extraordina- that one could trace some connection ry child,” he continued in thought,- of race between these fairy creatures, "pray Heaven the issues of her desti- of whose doings she was so fond, and ny may be happy !

Lucy herself. She was, if anything, Elizabeth remained with her friend; otherwise than tall; but formed with and, in a short time, the smile again a perfection which gave to every mobegan to beam, and the color to bloom, tion the grace and lightness of a fay on Lucy's cheek.

Truly has it been indeed. Her hair was profuse-and said

black as the raven's feather ; her eyes “ The tear down childhood's cheek that flows, —large, full, dark, brilliant-ever Is like the rain-drop on the rose ;

gave the prologue to her actual When next the summer breeze comes by, speech, by a glance of fire, of wit, or And waves the bush, the flower is dry!"

of feeling, according to the subject And a most benevolent provision of which engrossed her at the moment. Nature it is, that thus it should be! But though, on occasion, the strongest If a heart were to suffer, at that age, bursts of feeling would break forth, the sorrows of maturity, maturity yet the general character of her temwould never be reached.

perament undoubtedly turned towards Elizabeth's visit, at this time, tend- the gayer and more brilliant order of ed greatly to increase the intimacy mind. Every one who met her adand the intercourse between the two mired, wondered at, and delighted in, families. Lucy constantly came to her animation, vivacity, and wit; and, Arlescot to profit by sharing in the at the same time, could not fail to be progress of her friend's education. gratified, and sometimes touched, by In music, especially, they advanced the indications of kind, warm, and detogether—and Sir Walter would hang licate feeling which were frequently with delight upon the union of their apparent; but it was only those who voices, as they joined in their frequent knew her well who were aware of the duets. Lucy's voice had an early deep well-head of stronger and more richness, peculiarly rare. At the age passionate emotions which lay, as yet of twelve it had a round full sweet- almost untouched, within. And this ness, scarcely ever possessed till years is the true portrait of a girl not quite afterwards. But in every thing, ex

thirteen years old! cept perhaps in stature, her precocity Time wore on : Lucy lived almost was most striking. The flash of her as much at Arlescot as at Wilmington, eye had more intelligence, the lively and Sir Walter had thus the opportunity mot more point, the bright smile more to watch the maturing of her person, archness, than is almost ever possess- and the expansion of her mind. Ever ed till the hoyden girl ripens into the the kindest of the kind, his attentions

young lady.” Still, there was no to the comforts and pleasures of his lack of the fine, springing spirits of dearest friend's daughter, and his

age. She would race along the dearest sister's friend, were naturally broad bowling-green at Arlescot—or great; and, for her own sake also, canter off upon a donkey with a pad, Lucy Adair was most high in the good instead of her own highly-managed baronet's favor. The house was alponey, with all the buoyant inconsé- ways more cheerful when she was quence of a mere child. And yet, at there : music, dancing, petits jeux of night, she would rivet every ear by all sorts, were always far more rife the melody with which she would while she was at Arlescotso much give the songs of Ariel, or cause the so, indeed, that there often seemed to most rigid to follow with admiring be a blank on the day after her departlaughter the truth with which she ren

Sir Walter felt this, though he dered the mischievous archness of was scarcely conscious that he did so Puck.

-and, accordingly, exerted himself in Indeed, it might almost be fancied, every way to make Arlescot pleasant



to “ quaint Ariel," as he often called corner, and engaging her in a duet, her, and to keep her there as much as while Sir Arthur Leonard stood by possible.

-watching the Volti subitos.“ Really your brother deserves his The air was lively, the words archtitle of Good Sir Walter,” said she but even this, and it was an old faone day to Elizabeth--" see how he vorite, drew sighs rather than smiles has been bedecking · Ariel's bower,' as from poor Sir Walter. "Ah!" he calls my room. You know when thought he, “ I must bid farewell to I was here last, there was a debate as all this !-Losing one I shall lose to which was the sweeter, heliotrope both, for she is not my sister," lookor verbena, and when the point was ing strongly, as he thought thus, upon referred to me, I said I could not de- Lucy's brilliant face, as it beamed cide between them, they were both so in accordance with the spirit of the exquisite ; and now, lo! Prospero's song— Would that she were! But wand itself could not have raised a when Bessy goes, Lucy, dear, darling more luxuriant blossoming of both Lucy, must go too. I have watched plants than he has placed in cases, or- her from a child-growing daily in namented with moss and · greenery,' beauty, and grace, and intelligencein the embrasures of both my win- and it is hard to lose her now, just dows. Good, good, Sir Walter!-how when she is coming into the full posheartily will I sing to him lo-night session of all she has promised from “ Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,

infancy. Alas! would that she were Under these blossoms that hang on the bough!”

iny sixth sister!" And she did so :-and Sir Walter Whether this was exactly the wish more than half sighed as he murmur that Sir Walter really felt, I leave it ed between his teeth Prospero's to my readers to judge. At all events thanks~" · Why, that's my dainty it was that which he formed into Ariel !" ?>" Alas !” he added. as he words in his own mind. gazed upon her brilliant beauty, now The wedding of Sir Arthur Leohudding into all the attraction of nard and Elizabeth Meynell followed dawning womanhood,—"I may com not long after—and Lucy was bridesplete the line, and say, 'I shall miss maid. Good Sir Walter presented thee !'"

her with a set of pearls upon the ocSir Walter’s allusion was prompted casion, of which, besides the ordinary by something which was passing in ornaments, there were braids to interanother quarter of the room, where a twist with her raven hair, a mode young gentleman, for whom he enter- equally advantageous to the snowtained the most sincere regard, was whiteness of the one, and the ebony playing Ferdinand to Elizabeth's Mi- hue of the other. It was scarcely manda. “Yes," Sir Walter solilo- possible, indeed, to see anything more quized in thought—“ I shall lose my fascinating than Lucy Adair was this last, my dearest sister soon! Dear, day, as she accompanied her friend to dear Elizabeth, it wrings my heart to the altar. The beauty of Elizabeth part from one who has engrossed that was of a calmer and serener order. heart's best affections for so many She was near the full perfection of her years !-And yet, I cannot be so sel- charms; and the momentous importance fish as to wish it otherwise—as it is, of the occasion, and the sorrow she felt she has stayed with me later than any at leaving her beloved and excellent broof the others. She evidently values ther, gave to her countenance achastenand loves Sir Arthur--and he is wor ed and almost solemn expression, which thy of her if any man can be ; Hea- rendered her, beautiful as she was, an vens! what a wife, what a mother object between whom and her bridesthat woman will make !"

maid, no comparison could be institutHis reverie was interrupted by Lu- ed—so totally different was their apcy drawing forth Elizabeth from her pearance in every point. Lucy was

shorter in stature, and of a bearing bridal festivities were animated by less collected and dignified—but what their presence. Accordingly, the old it lacked in these points was amply hall at Arlescot rang that night with supplied by its animation and grace, sounds of revelry and rejoicing; and its bounding and brilliant joyousness. all were gay, and glad, and mirthful, She had no cause for grief to dash the save the host alone.

His heart was many causes which conspired to give indeed sad! and as yet he did not her delight. She left no long-loved clearly know the full cause of its sadhome, no dear protector who had fos ness. In very truth, his sister's departtered and cherished her during her ure did give rise to pain, and spread whole life, as was the case with Eli- gloom over his soul—but it was not zabeth ; she did not, like Sir Walter, this alone which caused the whole exlose a beloved sister and companion- tent of that pain, the full deepness of her who had made home deserve that that gloom. There was the feeling, invaluable name, and whose departure also, of all that his sister's departure now left it blank and desolate. On would carry with it—that no youthful the contrary, to Lucy everything on voice, no tripping step, would awaken this occasion of festivity was mat- the echoes of the hall in which he ter of real joy. Her dearest friend stood—that his favorite songs and was united to the man she loved — airs would no longer gladden his earthat he was also one of wealth and in a word, that Lucy Adair would be rank Lucy never thought of-every- gone also ! Yes! great as was the thing was gay and brilliant around difference between their ages, and disher-there was a splendid festival— similar in so many respects as they she was the Queen of the day" and were, it was nevertheless undeniable that was dear Bessy's wedding-day.” that this young and wild creature had

The ceremony was performed in the touched the hitherto impenetrable old chapel at Arlescot, and Sir Wal- heart of Sir Walter Meynell. ter gave his sister away.

His heart But as yet, this secret was not reswelled heavily within his bosom as vealed to him. Absurd as the hackhe pronounced the words—but good neyed assertion of love existing unSir Walter ever was ready to sacrifice consciously usually is, there are some his own feelings to the happiness of few occasions on which the doctrine others, and he uttered them with a is true; and this was one of them. cheerful tone, though a sad spirit. Lucy had been bred up under Sir But when, at the conclusion of the Walter's eyes—he had known her ceremony, he gave his sister the kiss from her very birth--she had been the of congratulation, and called upon constant companion of a sister whom God to bless and make her happy, the he almost considered a daughter—and sensation that she was about to quit his affection for both of them had, for his roof, to leave him altogether, rose years, been exactly of the same quaupon him with a choking gush, which lity. Thus, therefore, when latterly speedily found vent in tears. As he

a strong change took place in the chaturned aside to hide and to check racter of that which he felt towards them, Lucy gazed at him. She was Lucy, although it bore copious fruits deeply touched, and a cloud came in fact, Sir Walter remained ignorant over the brightness of her countenance. of its existence. It never struck him Poor, poor Sir Walter !” she mut- to regard little Lucy in any other tered—- no wonder that he should light than that in which he had congrieve to lose such a sister as that! sidered her so many years, while, in Alas, how different Arlescot will be truth, Time had caused her to gain a now!"

hold upon affections never yet called In those days, newly-married cou- into action, but not the less strong ples did not whirl off in a carriage- and sterling on that account. and-four from the church-door. The “Oh, Sir Walter, Sir Walter!

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