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no very, gentle tone. “I cannot bear this sus. sonally, than was his wife, was equally indignant pense.'

that the representative of his ancient house should "Well, my love, I only wished to soften the demean himself by such a plebeian connection, and matter; but, since you may imagine it to be declared that if the bride's vulgar relatives did something worse than it really is, I will tell you. not bestow a marriage portion upon her, they Lucretia is married to the eldest son of our might beg, or starve, for, though he could not neighbours at the Grange.”

dispossess him of his inheritance, he was No language can describe the astonishment determined that, whilst he lived, he should not and indignation of the before-alarmed mother at receive another shilling from him. this information. “Lucretia married to Basil The letter of Lucretia had been addressed to Grey!" she screamed forth; "is it possible both her parents, imploring pardon for having that a daughter of mine can be so lost to every taken so important a step without their sanction, sense of duty and feeling as to marry the son of and the fond father was not long in determining my bitterest foe? Oh, this is too much. And the course he ought to pursue. His children you, Mr. B.,” she pursued—"and you to say had, hitherto, been accustomed to unlimited that you feared I might imagine it to be some indulgence, and he did not now expect them thing worse. To have heard of her death would to do otherwise than lightly treat parental authonot have given me half the pain. Oh, this is rity? Thus his heart pleaded for the fair delinmore than I can bear”—and the lady fell into quent. Not so, however, his less exorable wife ; strong paroxysms of hysteric sobs. Her hus- she was firm in her resolution of withholding band and daughters, deeply concerned, strove forgiveness for what she deemed an unpardonto calm her, but in vain, and she was carried to able offence, and desired that the mention of her her chamber, which she for some days refused very name should henceforth be avoided in the to quit.

family. In explanation of an event so unlooked for Mr. Brown set out the following morning for taking place, as an union of two families so long London, being eager to relieve his daughter's at variance as the Greys and the Browns, it must anxiety, and fold her once more in his paternal be told that the young people had accidentally embrace. His first act was to settle on her an met at the residence of Mrs. Horton, Miss ample dower, which enabled the young couple to Brown's chaperon. The hostile feelings which hire a suitable residence, and furnish it in a style separated their houses, like those of the Mon- befitting the rank of the bridegroom. It was in tagues and the Capulets, had long been a compliance with the advice of the father that matter of regret to both; and the candour with they resolved to remain, for the present, in the which this acknowledgment was made giving metropolis ; that gentleman being of opinion, mutual satisfaction, a friendship commenced that matters were more likely to terminate amiwhich by degrees ripened into love. Lucretia cably by these means; though, had he consulted was fully aware that the union would never be his own feelings, he would have endeavoured sanctioned by her mother ; but unhappily, the to find a home for his Lucretia nearer to his injudicious training Mrs. Brown had given her own. daughters had lessened their sense of the respect Scarcely conceiving it possible that a mother and duty due to a parent, and she did not could resist the pleadings of a child she had scruple to accept the offer made to her. Secrecy hitherto gratified in every extravagant desire, was equally necessary on the part of the young Lucretia addressed another letter to her man, as he knew that his family would oppose offended parent. It was expressive of the most a connection with the “ vulgar Browns," which sincere contrition, and concluded with an was their usual appellation at the Grange ; but, affectionate and tender appeal to her materas they were both from home and free from nal feelings; but it met with no better parental restraint, it was not difficult to put a success than the last. Mrs. Brown was plan for a clandestine marriage into execution. resolved, she said, that her daughter should The same

had brought suffer for having wounded her in the most vulthis unwelcome intelligence to Lucretia's pa- nerable part; and though her papa had been rents conveyed a letter from Basil, with an ac- foolish and weak enough to overlook such a knowledgment of the truth to Mr. and Mrs. breach of respect and duty, she was not disGrey: and the indignation of the latter, though posed thus to give encouragement to her other less noisy, was even greater than that which children to pursue a similar line of conduct. had inflamed the breast of Mrs. Brown. Her Two years had nearly elapsed, and all atpride was doubly wounded : her son had, she tempts to effect a reconciliation had proved unsaid, disgraced them, if only by contracting a availing, when an event transpired which threw marriage with so mean a person; but, since he a fresh aspect on the circumstances of the young had chosen to select, of all others, a young couple. The family at the Grange had pursued woman who could not be otherwise than hateful the same ruinous course of vain competition to her, he should become an alien to his family with the Browns, till every part of their ancient -she had endured enough, in her youth, from patrimony was mortgaged to its full value, and the vulgar pride of the mother, she went on to its possessor was in constant dread of a prison. say, and she would never subject herself to The discovery of a fraud, to a considerable similar insults from the daughter. Mr. Grey, amount, having been practised by the steward though less prejudiced against the family, per- I on a distant estate, was a climax to their other

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wise self-inflicted distresses; and so over- | she is in circumstances of deep distress, and that whelmed was the proud, but weak, mind of Mr. it may be in our power, in some measure, to reGrey by the contemplation of the disgrace lieve her.” which inevitably awaited his family, that he put Mr. Brown's first act was to address a letter a period to his own existence, in a fit of despair. to his son-in-law, breaking the dreadful intelNor was this all—a writ had been issued against ligence, and stating the necessity of his immethe unhappy man, and, had he lived till the diate presence at the Grange; he then rode over morning, he would have become a prisoner; to that mansion, and sent up a note to Mrs. the unfeeling sheriff's officers, disappointed of Grey, couched in the most friendly and symtheir prize, proceeded, however, to arrest the pathyzing terms, and expressing the desire he corpse, from which life had but just departed. felt to bury all remembrances of the past in atThe rumour of these dreadful circumstances tempts to serve her family, which had, he said, spreading consternation in the neighbourhood, become an object of interest to bim on account soon reached the mansion of the Browns; and to of its near connection with his own. Whilst the shame of the mistress, it must be told, that awaiting an answer, he made some inquiries reshe burst into exclamations of triumph over her specting the sum which would free the body from rival.

the arrest, intending to relieve the widow from “Now Mrs. Grey's pride must be brought that stigma before her son arrived. How great, down," she exultingly cried. What avails therefore, was his disappointment and concern, her boasted birth now, when her husband's when Mrs. Grey returned a cold message, that bleeding body is the prey of the bailiffs ? They she was obliged to Mr. Brown for his offer of will not respect him because he is allied to a assistance, but that her man of business could

settle her pecuniary matters without his aid. Sally, Sally," interposed Mr. Brown, to “I would not have stooped to make conceswhom this heartless speech had been addressed; sions, had I imagined that our offers of assist

if you have a spark of womanly feeling in your ance would have been treated with contempt by breast, cease to rejoice thus overa fallen foe; think that proud woman,” exclaimed Mrs. Brown, rather how we can aid the distressed widow and when she was made acquainted with the failure her unhappy family—think how valueless, at of her husband's errand. this moment, all distinctions must be, and how "Nay, my dear,” pleaded the pacific Mr. welcome kindness might prove. For my own B.; "we have at least the satisfaction of having part,” he proceeded, “ I have been laying this done our duty and we must take into considerwretched man’ssuicide at our own door, deeming ation ; how much less repugnant it is to the pride it too probable that but for the rivalry which has of human nature to perform an act of kindexisted, he might not have perpetrated the dread- ness towards an enemy than to receive one ful deed. He would doubtless suppose that we from him." should be the first to triumph over his downfall, Basil Grey, who was now heir to this shadow but let it not be so; let us forget that we were of an inheritance, was not slow in answering the ever at variance, and, since our children have summons, and having travelled post, arrived at already blended the families in one, seek to the Grange on the evening of the next day, bind them closer by acts of friendship and Affliction had softened the heart of the proud kindness."

mother towards her son, though she felt the Mrs. Brown, who had at first listened with same prejudice against his bride and her family. feelings of impatience and wrath, now became a It was the desire of the young man to take up little softened, but she made no reply.

his residence at the seat of his ancestors; but * Think, my dear Sarah,” he resumed, “how Mrs. Grey positively refused to dwell under the you would feel if the circumstances of the families same roof with a daughter of the vulgar Browns, were reversed, and I, instead of Mr. Grey, were and declared that she and her other children lying a self-destroyed victim. Imagine your would go any where, rather than submit to such self a forlorn widow, and your children left a humiliation. Basil, therefore, insisted upon fatherless and disgraced ; and then ask yourself, her still occupying the family mansion, deterif you would like to be taunted by your more mining to remain in his present abode for a season, fortunate rival, instead of meeting with sympathy in the hope that time might effect a change in her and tenderness."

sentiments. Mrs. Brown here began to weep.

Though Mr. Brown had been foiled in his Your better feelings have the mastery, I see,” benevolent attempts to assist the family, through he proceeded, “and I rejoice to see it. I will the medium of the mother, his offers were re. go instantly to the Grange, and proffer my serceived with gratitude by the son; and though vices, and you will, I am sure, permit me to add Mrs. Grey shrunk from the idea of laying heryour's also, with an acknowledgment of how self under the obligation, she was glad of the much you are grieved that any disagreement comforts it afforded her. should ever have existed.”

“You are too proud, I hope, to accept of as“ I should never have disliked Mrs. Grey, had sistance from the Browns, without making it not been for the repeated insults I have re- terms the repayment,” she said, addressing ceived from her,” Mrs. Brown observed. Basil, as he was about to depart.

Forget those insults now, my dear," her hus- “I am too high-principled, I hope, mother," band returned. Forget every thing but that was his reply: “ Mr. Brown's generous heart

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, feeling pleased in spite of her prejudices, shall conscientiously curtail my expenses till with her unaffected sweetness and really lady-like that and every debt on the estate are li- demeanour, she began to contemplate making quidated, though it may be twenty years herself known. Lucretia, it was true, still rebefore I accomplish my purpose.”

sembled her ci-devant rival, Mrs. Brown, so far “But your bride, who has from her childhood as the same brunette complexion, small regular been accustomed to such a profuse expendi- features, and sparkling black eyes could make ture, may not be so willing to practise frugality,” her ; but there was an indescribable charm about Mrs. Grey sarcastically interposed.

the daughter, which the mother never possessed, "Ah! you do not know Lucretia, my mother, and this was owing to the mental and moral suor you would not judge so meanly of her," periority of the latter. Mrs. Grey was still hesiwas the young man's reply.

tating whether she should acknowledge her reWe must now pass over a period of five years, lationship, when a knock at the street-door, and during which time few changes took place in a well known step upon the stairs, announced either family, excepting that the Misses Grey the arrival of Basil, who was the next moment and Brown, one by one, left their homes, to be- clasped in her maternal embrace. come mistresses of establishments of their own, 'Dear mother, this is an unexpected pleaand both mansions were thus left childless. sure,” the young man exclaimed ;“I am reThis difference, however, existed between the joiced to meet you under my roof. But how elder ladies-one was the happy wife of an very


look." affectionate partner, the other lonely and "I am ill, my son,” the mother returned, wretched. The humiliating events which had “and am come to London for medical adaltered the circumstances of the proud Mrs. vice. But I must apologize to Mrs. Grey,” Grey had not humbled her in heart; and she be- she smilingly added, “for having intruded came the prey of a lingering malady, brought upon her without making known my on by grief and chagrin, which took stronger name, trusting to her recollection of my hold upon her as her years increased.

Her person.” youngest son had, contrary to her wishes, made The astonished Lucretia now stepped timidly choice of a sea-faring life; and she now yearned forth, for her self-possession was gone. over her eldest born, who had, before his con- “ It is I who ought to apologize, madam, for nection with the Browns, been her favourite not recognizing you,” she said, in extreme agichild. Her pride would not permit of her so- tation; "but we have been so long strangers to liciting him and his bride to take up their abode each other.” with her, she having once opposed it, though “I trust you will be strangers no longer," Basil she would now have been glad of their society, interposed, grasping a hand of each, and placing but she at length resolved to pay a visit to Lon- them together within his own. I trust that don, for the ostensible purpose of consulting the this meeting is the harbinger of many years of faculty regarding her disease, but really to have friendship, which will exist between you." an opportunity of seeing them.

The proud spirit of Mrs. Grey could not bend When the vehicle she had hired for the pur- so far as to make concessions to her daughterpose stopped at the door of Basil's residence in in-law, although she felt that she had done her South-Molton-street, she was informed by the injustice; but Lucretia was too gentle to require servant who answered the summons of the it. It was enough for her, that she now evir ced coachman, that Mr. Grey was from home. Dis- a willingness to receive her with affection. A appointed and vexed, she was about to return pleasing task yet remained, which was, the into her hotel, when seeing Lucretia (who was introduction of the little Greys, who were sumstantly known to her, from her resemblance to moned from the nursery, to be presented in due her mother), at one of the drawing-room win- form. Happily for the children, they had heard dows, she resolved to gain an interview, without nothing of the differences between the two famirevealing who she was, and accordingly alight- lies, and when brought into the presence of their ing, begged that she might communicate her high-born relative, innocently inquired, if she business to Mrs. Grey, at the same time de- weregrandmamma Grey,or grandmamma Brown. clining to give in her name.

A slight tinge suffused the cheeks of the lady Little suspecting who was her guest, Lucretia as she answered their inquiries ; but she strove received her with a self-possession she could not to conceal her feelings from the parents, who she otherwise have assumed, and her polite and perceived had taught them to regard herself graceful manners surprised the proud woman of and Mrs. Brown with equal respect. birth, who would not before believe that a per- The result of the elder Mrs. Grey's visit to son so descended could possess good breeding. town was the speedy settlement of Basil and The elder Mrs. Grey was so changed by sick- his family on his paternal estate ; nor had the ness and sorrow, that no traces of her once widow cause to regret this termination of affairs, elegant and stately form remained, and the garb for the Grange once again became peopled with of widowhood, which she still wore, further happy faces, and cheerful voices sounded tended to prevent a recognition. She adroitly through its long-deserted apartments. Time evaded the mention of her errand for a season, having, in some measure, softened Mrs. Brown's and drew forth her fair daughter-in-law's con- resentment towards her daughter, Lucretia was versational powers by introducing other sub- again received at the home of her childhood,

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"I never say . Good-bye,' 'tis such a melancholy word.”- April 26th, 1845.

Bow down thy spirit to the dust;
While conscience whispers, “ God is just."
Farew:ll! farewell! Remembrance clings
To many bright and pleasant things,
But mingling with my sweetest dreams,
Or 'neath the silv'ry moon's soft beams,
On fancy's idle pinions free,
Once more I'll hear that melody,
While he who tunes it distant roves,
Far from the vale so much he loves,
A welcome guest on every hand,
E'en 'mongst the nobles of the land ; .
For them he'll strike the thrilling lay,
For them his pealing anthems play;
While the bright laurel's wreath of fame
Shall shed new lustre o'er his name.
A lonely, solitary star,
That minstrel with his light guitar.



Oh, say not that you never cast

A blooming flower away, Or e'en a flower whose bloom is past

That's felt Time's sad decay; But that you feel reluctancy,

And heave a deep-drawn sigh For him who gave that flower to thee

In its first infancy.

Say not ‘Good-bye!' 'tis fraught with painThe thought we ne'er may meet again : l'll bid ye all a bright good-morrow, Your future hours unmark'd by sorrow; But not that melancholy wordWould that its tones I ne'er had heard ; It brings me back departed youth, And friends unsullied in their truth ; To these long since I bid · Good-bye,' Some in death's cold slumbers lie; Others have fled, I know not where, I only feel my heart is there." Thus spoke the Minstrel, and afar He wander'd with his light guitar, A moody, disappointed man ; Unmark'd his route, unform’d his plan. What matter where his footsteps bent? To watch his coming none were sent; A homeless, bouseless wand'rer he, The mountain eagle scarce more free; And yet this freedom he despised, And e'en captivity had prized, Had it the sever'd links entwined, The long lost hopes for which he pined. 'Tis said I vouch not for its truthThat even from his earliest youth The cruel fates had him oppress’d: Sorrow e'en then had been his guest; Nor could he ever banish thence Th’ invader, who without pretence Had made that gifted heart his home, From all it cherish'd bid it roam. None dared to question; on his brow Was writ what neither “time nor tide" could bow; And oft his haughty bosom swell’d, And many a scornful glance he quell’d; Yet still was silent and alone, His lineage and his name unknown. And now he bids a long adieu To bills and vales, and streamlets blue. Where mountain echoes swell the strain, His tuneful harp waked not in vain : Varied that lay, its plaintive tone Sweet Philomel might claim his own; So softly sweet, it thrill’d the soul, Filling with harmony the whole ; Then, like loud thunder's bursting roar, Forgotten what we heard before, In thought we roam to some old pile, While swells through every vaulted aisle The sonorous organ's pealing strain, And Handel lives and breathes again ; Spell-bound we sate ; but now 'tis mute, Vanish'd alike Minstrel and lute; And other bounding hearts shall swell Beneath those tones we loved so well ; And many an eye shall kindly glance Its smiles bright beauty to enhance, But all in vain ; not theirs the power To soothe one melancholy hour, Or bid the weighty cares depart Which swell thine anguish'd, bursting heart,

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