of him constantly as his dearest friend; and she knew perceived their daily increasing effects. This was not unless you despise me?-why not hear me speak thus, from the same source that his reputation for talents was coquetry, properly so called: it was not done for the unless I am hateful to you?--I know that I am poor-I pre-eminent among those whose occupation it was to purpose of display or of tyranny-but she felt it alto- know that your rank places you infinitely above me-I judge of talents. The arrival of a person, whose coming gether to be delightful, and she indulged in it, without know the country clergyman's son has no right to had been prefaced by circumstances such as thesc, could enquiring as to whether it was to lead, or what its effects look up to the earl's daughter-but I love you- doat not be an indifferent event to a young lady of sixteen, might be upon either St. John or herself. on you-I feel this, and it annihilates every other consiwhose feelings and ideas had not as yet been fashion-bitten Thus days and weeks rolled on. The young men deration. And, oh! if you have even the slightest atom and made worldly by joining in that most heartless, selfish, were not to return to Eton, but were to commence resi- of that regard for me, which I have sometimes dared to cold, mercenary, intercourse, called, emphatically, so-dence at Oxford at the end of the long vacation. Thus hope-(and the joy of the idea has driven me almost ciety. If her passions were not as yet deep and power- they were to pass the three months from Election to the wild)-you surely inust compassionate the state of feel. ful, her feelings, at least, were quick and sensitive. The beginning of Michaelmas Term, at Mabledon. The ing which has driven me to this disclosure." romance natural to her age lay piled withit her heart, proceedings of the young people were little observed: "I cannot be insensible," said Lady Emily, "to the ready to take fire at the first touch. they were thought almost children; and if Lady Missen-value of such feelings from one like you-I cannot but den sometimes perceived symptoms of admiration for feel pride of the highest kind at having excited themher daughter in Arthur St. John, it was merely with a for I believe you. I am very young, Mr. St. John-and smile, and without an idea of danger for either party. I know you too generous to deceive or trifle with me." But danger there was, and that deep and imminent By heaven!" exclaimed St. John-but I shall not One evening, in the beginning of September, Lady detail the protestations of a lover in answer to a speech Emily had strolled with her brother and St. John as far like this: he was any thing rather than a hackneyed as the London lodge, of which I have already spoken. one-and yet his expressions were, I will answer for it, The air was of that rich, balmy temperature, which the exactly what a Richelieu or a Valmont would have used close of day, in a fine autumn, so often possesses; and a upon a similar occasion. Nature teaches: these artists glorious harvest moon shed her luxurious and luxuriant of lovers only imitate what they recollect once to have light upon the scene. When they reached the gate, felt. Lord Mabledon recollected that he had some directions Suffice it, that before they reached home that night, to give to one of the game-keepers, whose lodge was Lady Emily and St. John had sworn to each other their about a mile farther on, along the skirt of the park; and, unlimited and eternal love-and the first burning kiss thinking that it would be too far for his sister to of passion had been impressed upon her beautiful lips. walk, he desired St. John to take her home. But St. John felt far more strongly still, and saw and guessed nothing of all this. Fielding has somewhere said, in substance, that it is seldom that a very young, and consequently inexperienced, man expects to meet with villany in the world; for how should he know of it, unless he be a villain himself, and thus be prompted by suggestions from within? And how, therefore, should St. John be able to guess the paler affection which exist. ed in Lady Emily, while he burned with a passion fated to give its colour to his whole life? A party in a country-house possesses at least one advantage in an incomparable degree, viz. the ease and rapidity with which we become acquainted with those with whom we sympathise. In London, three years will not make two persons of opposite sexes so well known to each other, as three weeks will do in the country. Three weeks!-why, in that space there may be condensed the whole history and fate of a human heart; opening, crisis, and catastrophe! "Which ev'ry soft and solemn spirit worships, 66 PART III. I shall not dwell on the period which passed between there was a childish flirtation arising merely from the juxta-position of the parties-but this amused her, without exciting any stronger feeling. Alas! what a dangerous position is this! Two persons, young, beautiful, full of poetry and romance, and whom the constant intercourse of a considerable period And so it was with poor Arthur. Lady Emily's at had been drawing nearer and nearer to cach other, were tachment to her brother was great; and, while he was at thus placed alone in a scene, to the loveliness of which the scene I have just described, and that fixed for the home, she was at home, and constantly in his company. nature and art had both contributed their utmost;-it young men to go to Oxford. The disclosure of their She rode with him in the morning; she got into the same was evening-there was a deep, soft stillness-they passion went no further than to each other. It has been little coterie at night; and in all this St. John mingled. were beneath that light said, and most truly, by a great master of human nature,* He admired her exceeding beauty; he was fascinated by that "Quand on est d'accord l'un et l'autre, on sait the grace, animation, and even archness of her manners: tromper tous les yeux ; une passion naissante et combathe was touched by the sentiment which was constantly tue éclate; un amour satisfait sait se cacher." The word upspringing in every word she spoke. Above all, he-their arms were linked, and the quickened pulsations satisfait, as used here, carries with it, it is true, a far was dazzled and made drunk by her very manifest ad- of the heart of one were felt against the bosom of the more extended meaning than can be applicable in the miration of him. Nothing, indeed, adds more strongly other-which thrilled at the touch. Ah!-one has present case; but still it is applicable; for, in the inno to the fascination of a young and charming girl than known such moments-and years of pain were well re- cence of their youth, their passion was satisfied by the the circumstance of those fascinations having the assist-paid by one of them;-one has--but it is no use very fact of its confessed existence, and by the almost ance of her evidently appreciating our sweet self, ac- plunging into one's own reminiscences; my present unlimited intercourse which it was in their power to cording to the modest estimate which we ourselves are business is with St. John and Lady Emily, whom we command. To Lord Missenden the idea of his daughapt to form of that person. left walking home together from the park-gate. ter forming an attachment to a person in St. John's And thus did Lady Emily look on St. John. She They proceeded in silence down the hill: but the rank in life never occurred; nay, he had not ceased to hung upon all he said, and gazed upon his face as she thoughts of both were busy. Their conversation had consider her a child, and the subject was altogether for spoke she appealed constantly to his opinion; and ex- been more than commonly animated while Lord Marble- eign to his habits of thinking. Lady Missenden, beclaimed Oh! how beautiful!" when he once repcated don had been with them, and the revulsion was conse-sides, also continuing to regard her daughter almost as to her a couple of stanzas of his composition. She would quently felt the more. It is probable that, at no moment a child-a mistake into which handsome mothers will sing his favourite airs; and showed deference to his of their intercourse, had Lady Emily felt more strongly frequently fall-never dreamed of such a thing as a seri taste and judgment in every thing. Was it possible to or more tenderly towards St. John. The subject on ous attachment springing up between a school-boy and resist this? Wanderings in magnificent woods, in the which he had previously been speaking, though a generala girl of sixteen. She might, perhaps, sometimes fancy most beautiful summer evenings that ever came out of one, he had contrived to turn so as to give individual apthe heavens, (at least, they seemed so,) with sunsets, and plication to his feelings towards her: he had spoken moons, and poetry, and fancy, and feeling, and the most warmly and eloquently—and she was touched. He was accommodating tiers in the world, in the shape of a now silent-but she was well aware of what nature that Lord Mabledon, from his more constantly being in the careless, boyish brother, who "thought no harm," and silence was. company of his sister and his friend, was not quite so saw and heard nothing that was not on the surface, and At length he stopped suddenly. The place where he blind. He saw that they were becoming attached to thus gave the danger of a tête-à-tête, without its con- did so was in one of the most confined points of the each other; but, as his own feelings on such subjects sciousness in such circumstances as these, what could prospect; it could scarcely be to gaze on that that he were much more those of an Eton boy, than such as St. John do, but fall in love? He did;-and that with paused. "Lady Emily," said he, in a voice of which many lords of eighteen feel now-a-days, he never thought all the headlong powers of a passionate heart, and, alas, the calmness seemed the effect of preparation, " on this of its acquiring sufficient importance for him to interwith all the fixed intensity of a firm one :— spot I saw you first: it was here that, with your heart fere. He was exceedingly fond of both: he was delight. ed in their society, and he was glad to see they were "What say'st thou, wise one? That all-powerful Love beaming on your face with love for your brother, my fond of that of each other. The whole business had no eyes first beheld you. Gracious heaven! what a change has taken place in my existence since then-I was then graver character in his eyes. careless, free, light-hearted-now, my whole soul is en- At length Michaelmas term called St. John to Oxford, grossed by an overwhelming, a devouring passion. Lady and the lovers parted. He left Mabledon with an addiI do not say that soaring visions like these were thus Emily, I see by your manner that you do not misunder- tional pang to those naturally occasioned by his first accurately defined in St. John's mind; but that certain stand me-you know, you must have known for some separation from the first object of his love: for, in de vague images of an elegant and picturesque parsonage, time, that I adore you!"-and the violence of his emo- spite of all his entreaties, Lady Emily refused to write with a honeysuckle growing into the windows, and a tion made him gasp for breath. Lady Emily trembled, to him. By some strange contradiction of principle, green lawn stretching down to a trout-stream, with a but did not speak. St. John continued--" My love for though they had for above a month carried on the intercouple of children playing on it, and Lady Emily sitting you has been consuming my soul for weeks-it has course of a clandestine attachment, yet she could not under the trellis-work, smiling as she watched them-reached that pitch that I could no longer conceal it, and be persuaded to consent to a clandestine correspondence. that some such picture as this did occasionally form itself live;-say, say that you do not feel anger towards me Whether it was the actual tangibility of communication in St. John's imagination is most certain. It was fool for speaking thus-say that you do not hate me.” by letter, or the extreme difficulty which would attend ish, perhaps, but so it is to be in love at seventeen, and "Hate you!-oh God!"-exclaimed Lady Emily-certain it is, that St. John could obtain nothing more the establishment of such a correspondence, or both,yet very sensible people are so every day. and, suddenly checking herself, she was again silent. St. John hung on her words, and paused, expecting to from Lady Emily than the permission of now and then hear her continue:-" Speak to me," at last he said-adding a few words at the end of her brother's letters, and of having sometimes a message addressed to him in her own. How different this was from a direct corres Can Fortune's strong impediments remove; Lady Emily's feelings, on the other hand, were far from being so definite as this. She was thrown into the intimate society of a most striking young man-her" will you not speak to me?" brother's chosen friend; she felt the brilliancy of his ta- "Mr. St. John," she answered faintly, "this must not lents, and the general superiority of his manner; and, be. You are my brother's friend-and my"-she paused above all, she was touched and delighted with the mani. for a word-"my-regard for you is great, but I must fest power which her attractions had over him, and not hear this" which she continued to exert more and more, as she | "And why not?" interrupted St. John-" why not, pondence, I leave it to those few people in the world to judge, who have ever written or received such letters themselves. *Voltaire. Two years passed away, and St. John and Lady Emily his eyes full upon her, but hers were cast to the ground, The effect of the blow on such a mind as St. John's had not met in the interval. Lord Missenden had gone the blood had flushed her cheek—and her hand trembled may be easily conceived. He went abroad for some abroad with his family, which had occasioned this sepa- in his; but it did not return his pressure, and it was time, then entered into orders, and is a most exemplary ration. But, in the midst of change of scene, and severe gloved. country clergyman: but he has never thoroughly recoverstudy, and active exertion, the image of Emily Lorraine Oh! how beautiful she then looked!-her form was ed the effects of the events I have just narrated; for when was still constantly present to Arthur St. John. It was developed-her noble countenance matured-her beauty I first knew him, which was upwards of twenty years the spur which goaded him to struggle for distinction; was dazzling! He had again seen her-he had again afterwards, he was still, and I am convinced he ever it was the sweetest part of his triumph when he obtained touched her his brain almost reeled with the excitation will remain-a melancholy man. it. His disposition was keen and warm, but it was also firm and intense; his passion had been formed under the operation of the former qualities, it was retained and cherished under that of the latter. He had set all his heart upon one cast; the hazard of that die involved the extremes of happiness or anguish. Lord Mabledon had left college and gone into the army, and was at this time abroad with his regiment; so that the interruption of St. John's intercourse with Lady Emily was total. of this consciousness. But still he played the self-tor. St. John determined to have his mind set at rest at once, when they joined the ladies: but this was not so At length, Lord Missenden's family returned to Eng-easy to do as to determine. When he entered the drawland. It was the month of April, and they fixed them-ing room, Lady Emily was at the piano, surrounded by selves in their house in town, in order that Lady Emily a bevy of young ladies, all eager to play or to sing, and might" come out." She did so: and was soon in the all declining it. Lady Emily seemed to poor Arthur to full whirl of that monstrous compound of selfishness, make more of all this foppery d'usage, than was at all wickedness, frivolity, and folly-a London season. It was in the middle of June that St. John was able to get away from college, and hastening to London, the first thing he did was to hurry to Grosvenor Square. "Is Lord Missenden at home?" he said to the powdered, fat, grumpy personage, who emerged from his leathern tub, with all the brutality, at least, if possessing none of the other qualities, of Diogenes 46 No," said Cerberus. "Is Lady Missenden ?" No." My Sister Kate. FROM THE DOMINIE'S LEGACY. I travelled far to know her state, And I envied her not, So I'll remain at home content, With a lowly peaceful life, In my ain countree.-Scrap Stanzas. There is a low road, (but it is not much frequented, for it is terribly roundabout,) that passes at the foot of necessary; in a word, as young lady after young lady the range of hills that skirt the long and beautiful gut or was asked, and pressed, and entreated, and persuaded to Firth of the Clyde, in the west of Scotland: and as you do that which she had a perfect mind to do from the go along this road, either up or down, the sea or firth is first, St. John thought he should have been driven crazed. almost at your very side, the hills rising above you; and But, at last, by dint of watching his opportunity, he you are just opposite to the great black and blue mounfound it. Lady Emily went with one of her companions tains on the other side of the gut, that sweep in heavy to look over a book of prints. The table on which it masses, or jut out in bold capes, at the mouth of the deep lay was a round one, and thus left some little space be- lochs that run up from the Firth into the picturesque tween its extremity and the wall. And to this Lady highlands of Argyleshire. Emily was not close, so that, without any appearance of You may think of the scene what you please, because particularity, Arthur was able to come and place himself steam boating has, of late years, profaned it somewhat "Is Lady Emily?"-he was in the act, although not by her side. He began to converse with her about the into commonness, and defiled its pure air with filthy strictly according to etiquette, of asking, when he prints, which were views of Italy, and of her travels puffs of coal smoke; and because the Comet and all her caught a glimpse of her bounding across the hall, and there,-overflowing with impatience at being thus com- unfortunate passengers were sunk to the bottom of this up the stairs. It was but a glimpse: but it sufficed to pelled to talk on indifferent subjects, to one with whom his very part of the Firth; and because, a little time previthrow the blood into his face, and back again to his soul burned to commune,-till, at last, the young lady, ous, a whole boatful of poor highland reaper girls were heart with a rapidity that took away his breath. He was whom Arthur was inwardly cursing, as Mademoiselle de also run down in the night time, while they were asleep, going to enter, without waiting for an answer to his last Trop, was suddenly called away by her mother. He and drowned near the Clough light-house hard by; but question, when the porter again reverberated his em-seized the occasion at once: for before his companion if you were to walk this road by the seaside any sumphatic "No!" and, sorely against his inclination, St. had time to move, he said to her, in a voice which be-mer afternoon, going towards the bathing village of GouJohn was obliged to retire in despair. tokened what an effort had been necessary to force him-rock, you would say, as you looked across to the highlands, and up the Clyde, towards the rock of Dumbarton Castle, that there are few scenes more truly magnificent and interesting. There is a little village exactly opposite to you, looking across the Firth, which is called Dunoon, and contains the burying place of the great House of Argyle; and which, surrounded by a patch of green cultivated land, sloping pleasantly from the sea, and cowering snugly by itself, with its picturesque cemetery, under the great blue hills frowning behind, looks, from across the Firth, absolutely like a tasteful little haunt of the ca. pricious spirit of romance. Three days afterwards a card came, with due for-self to calmness, "Emily!-and is all forgotten?" mality, from Lord and Lady Missenden, to "request the She blushed a burning scarlet-she bit her lip, which honour of Mr. Arthur St. John's company at dinner," quivered once or twice, as though she was about to that day three weeks. Not a word of old friendship or speak; at last, she said, " Mr. St. John, this is very inrecollection; no three-cornered billet from Lady Missen-discreet, very wrong; I thought the time which had den beginning, "Dear Arthur," as of yore: all was chill- elapsed since we met had driven the remembrance of our ing, stately and exceedingly proper. Arthur could not childish days from your mind; I thoughtendure the suspense: he twice, in the interval, called in "No, Emily, no; you could not think thus; you must Grosvenor Square, but he never could gain admittance. have known, you know, that, young though we were, the The torment he suffered during those three weeks, I passion we felt was not childish. You must know that would not, though I am a poor man, undergo for as upon that remembrance I lived that there has not been many thousand pounds. Now, he doubted of the endur. a thought of my mind, nor a pulsation of my heart, that ance of Lady Emily's attachment: "Surely, surely," from the moment we parted, to this hour, has not been Well, between this road, on the lowland side of the said he," she might, under such circumstances as these, wholely and solely devoted to you. You know-" Firth, and the water's edge, and before it winds off round have broken through her resolution not to write, and "Stop, Mr. St. John," said Lady Emily, interrupting by the romantic seat of Sir Michael Shaw Stewart, fargiven me one line, if it were really only one, to say, that him, "this is language I must not hear; I had hoped, ther up, their stands, or stood, two or three small fishing she was unchanged, that she loved me still. But she has sir, that the follics of our childhood had been forgotten-cottages, which, from the hills nearly over them from been half over Europe, she has been La belle Anglaise' follies which nothing but my extreme youth could ex- which General Brisbane used to look after the stars, or in half a dozen capitals: she has forgotten the poor, cuse, and of which it is scarcely generous of you to re- from the sea as you sailed past, look just like white shells, lonely student, who was far away, and who had nothing mind me. As my brother's friend, Mr. St. John," she of a large size, dropped fancifully down upon the green but his imperishable love to offer her." But then again added, in a milder tone, "I must ever feel regard for common between the hills and the road. In these cottages, the recollection of all that had passed during that dear you-but I must not be thus addressed again." And it was observed, the fishermen had numerous families, summer at Mabledon rose upon his mind, and he would she walked away, leaving St. John far too much stunned who, while young, assisted them in their healthful employexclaim, "No! it is impossible!--that creature can never by what he had heard to be able to strive to detain her. ment; and that the girls, of which there was a number be false !" And to what purpose should he? She had crushed were so wild in their contented seclusion, that if any At length the day came. St. John found a large party his heart at one blow. From that moment St. John has passenger on the road stopped to observe them, as they assembled. Lord Missenden received him cordially, and been a miserable man. sat in groups on the green, mending their fathers' nets, Lady Missenden with the greatest and most friendly It is scarcely necessary to trace the progression of they would take alarm, and rise and run off like fawns, kindness. She enquired with interest about his progress Lady Emily's feelings. Absence, change of place, and hide among the rocks by the sea, or trip back into at Oxford, and communicated her last news of Mable- novelty of all kinds, flattery, and a fickle disposition, the cottages. Now it happened, once on a time, that a don, and gave him his last letter to read. St. John was had, before her return to England, almost entirely erased great event took place to one of the cottager's daughters, touched and gratified at this, but his eyes were wander- St. John from her mind. And the few months she had which, for a long period, deranged and almost destroyed ing in search of one, a single glance of whom was to passed in London had more than served to complete it. the happy equality in which they had hitherto lived; and decide his fate. But she was not present; and she en- She had seen the importance of rank, wealth, and becoming the theme of discourse and enquiry concerning tered only just before the servant who came to announce fashionable station; her feelings, which, as regarded St. things beyond the sphere of fisher people and all their dinner. The crowd pressed forward, and they did not John, had in truth been the offspring only of early ro- neighbours, as far as Gourock, introduced among them meet. As soon as they were seated at dinner, St. John mance, acquiring force and an object from juxtapo- no small degree of ambition and discontent. found that Lady Emily was on the same side of the table sition-her feelings had now completely frozen down as himself, so that it was impossible for him to see her (for it is down) to her position in society-a mere without making a marked endeavour to do so, which young lady of rank. The real truth is, that she was even he felt was, at such a party, impossible. His worst never worthy of the affection of such a man as Arthur forebodings came across him. Was this accident, or de- St. John: it was a mistake on his part from the first. sign? If the latter-but he could not endure the thought The suddenness of his dismissal was fully accounted sufficiently to dwell on it. St. John was near the door; for in a few weeks afterwards, when the Morning Post and, as the ladies passed out, Lady Emily approached announced Lady Emily's marriage with a man whose him, and, holding out her hand, said, "How do you do, only merits were being a peer, and possessed of five and Mr. St. John?—I am happy to see you again.” He fixed twenty thousand a year. There was one of the fishermen, a remarkably decent, well disposed highlandman, from the opposite shore of Argyleshire, named Martin M'Leod, and he had two daughters, the youngest of which, as was no uncommon case, turned out to be remarkably, and even delicately, beautiful. But nobody ever saw or thought any thing about the beauty of Catharine M'Leod, except it might be some of the growing young men in the neighbouring cottages, several of whom began, at times, to look at her with a sort of wonder, and seemed to feel a degree of awe in belted knight, or baronet, like Sir Michael who lived body from within would frown her into nothing, even by her company; while her family took an involuntary in the neighbourhood, which the king could make him, their high and lofty looks. pride in her beyond all the others; and her eldest sister any day he chose, by knocking him down with a sword; And yet she thought the house was not so dreadfully somehow imitated her in every thing, and continually for it was part of the king's business to make knights grand after all;-not at all such as she had imagined, quoted her talk, and trumpeted about among the neigh-and lords, and this was the way he did it. But as the fisher for she had passed houses much bigger and grander than bours what was said and done by "my sister Kate." people, among whom Kate had been reared, did not un- this great gentleman's; it was not even the largest in Things continued in this way as Kate grew to wo-derstand what a knight meant, nor any thing of these its own street, and looked dull and dingy, and shut up manhood; and she was the liveliest little body about the high matters; and from the rising ambition of fisher with blinds and rails, having a sort of melancholy applace, and used to sing so divertingly at the house-end, girls, to get gentlemen as well as Kate, were much occu-pearance. At least it was not at all equal, she thought, as she busied herself about her father's fishing gear, and pied in discussions about the quality of her and her to many of the white stone villas by the Firth of Clyde, ran up and down "among the breakers on the brae," husband, her elder sister, Flora, was constantly ap- that sate so proudly on the hill face, opposite the sea, behind the cottages, or took her wanderings off all the pealed to, and drawn out wherever she went, upon this near her father's cottage, with their doors wide open to way to the Clough light-house at the point; or she interesting subject. receive the summer air or welcome the passing traveller, would skip on the yellow sands of the sea, beyond her Nothing, therefore, could be talked of wherever Flora and their windows gleaming in the evening sun, before father's boat, when the tide was low, as he used to say, M'Leod went, but about "my sister Kate," an she was it dipped behind the big mountains of Argyleshire. just like a water-wagtail; so that she was allowed to quite in request every where, because she could talk of It was strange that reflections about home, and so be as merry as she was pretty, and put every one in a the romantic history and happy fortune of her lucky enhancing of its value, should pass through her mind at good humour that looked at her. I say things conti-sister. Mrs. Pounteney's house in London, therefore, the very door where lived her envied sister in London! nued in this way until a gentleman, who, it turned out, Mrs. Pounteney's grand husband, and Mrs. Pounteney's but she must not linger, but see what was inside. She was all the way from London, came to lodge in Green-coach, excited the admiration and the discontent of all lifted up the iron knocker, and as it fell the very clang ock, or Gourock, or Innerkip, or somewhere not far dis- the fishermen's daughters, for many miles round this of it, and its echo inside, smote upon her heart with a sentant; and, being a gentleman, and, of course, at liberty romantic seacoast, and these quiet cottages under the sation of strange apprehension. A powdered man opento do every sort of out of the way thing that he pleased, hills, where the simple people lived upon their fish and ed it, and stared at her with an inquisitive impertinent he got a manner of coming down and wandering about did not know that they were happy. Many a long sum-look, then saucily asked what she wanted. Flora curte. among the cottages, and asking questions concerning mer's day, as the girls sat working their nets on a knoll sied low to the servant from perfect terror, saying she whatever he chose of the fishermen; and then it was towards the sea, the sun that shone warm upon their wanted to see Mrs. Pounteney. not long until he got his eyes upon Kate. indolent limbs on the grass, and the breeze that blew “And what can you want with Mrs. Pounteney, "The gentleman," as her sister used to tell after- from the Firth, or swept round from the flowery woods young woman, I should like to know?" said the fellow; wards," was perfectly ill, and smitten at once about of Ardgowan, seemed less grateful and delicious, from for Flora neither looked like a milliner's woman, nor our Kate. He was not able," she said, "to take the their discontented imaginings about the fortune of Mrs. any other sort of useful person likely to be wanted by a least rest, but was down constantly about us for weeks: Pounteney; and many a sweet and wholesome supper lady. and then got to talking to and walking with Kate, she of fresh boiled fish was made to lose its former relish, Flora had laid various pretty plans in her own mind, linking arm in his beneath the hill, just as it had been or was even embittered by obtrusive discourse about the about taking her sister by surprise, and seeing how she Sir Michael Stuart and my lady; and then such pre- fine wines and the gilded grandeur of "my sister Kate." would look at her before she spoke, and so forth; at sents as he used to bring for her, bought in the grand Even the fisher lads in the neighbourhood, fine, fearless least she had resolved not to affront her, by making hershop of Baillie Macnicol, at Greenock; gowns, and youths, found a total alteration in their sweethearts; self known as her sister before the servants; but the man shawls, and veils, and fine chip hats, never speaking of their discourse was not relished, their persons were al-looked at her with such suspicion, and spoke so insolent, ribbons, and lace edging, and mob caps-perfect beau-most despised; and there was now no happiness found that she absolutely began to fear, from the interrogations tiful." for a fisherman's daughter, but what was at least to ap- of this fellow, that she would be refused admittance to The whole of the other fishermen's daughters became proach to the state of grandeur and felicity so fortunately her own sister, and was forced to explain and reveal herself, mad with envy of poor Kate, and admiration of her new obtained by "my sister Kate." before the outer door was fully opened to her. At length dress, which some said was mostly bought by her father, The minds of Kate's family were so carried by her she was conducted, on tip toe, along a passage, and then after all, who wanted to have his daughter made a lady good fortune, that vague wishes and discontented re-up stairs, until she was placed in a little back dressingof; and now nothing was heard in the hamlet but mur-pinings followed their constant meditations upon her room. The servant then went into the drawing-room, murings and discontented complaints; every girl look. lucky lot. Flora had found herself above marrying a where sat two ladies at opposite sides of the apartment, ing at herself in the little cracked glass, that her father fisherman; and a young fellow, called Bryce Cameron, there to announce Flora's message. used to shave by, to see if she were pretty, and wishing who had long waited for her, and whose brother, Allan, On a sofa, near the window, sat a neat youthful figure, and longing, not only for a lover of her own, but even for was once a sweetheart of Kate herself, being long ago elegantly formed, but petite, with a face that need not a gentleman. So as matters grew serious, and the gen-discarded; and she not perceiving any chances of a be described, further than that the features were small tleman was fairly in love, old Martin MLeod, who gentleman making his appearance to take Bryce's place, and pretty, and that, as a whole, it was rich in the namelooked sharply after Kate, behoved to have sundry con- became melancholy and thoughtful: she began to fearless expression of simple beauty. Her dress could not versations with the gentleman about her: and masters that she was to have nobody, and her thoughts ran con- have been plainer, to be of silk of the best sort; but the being appointed to teach her various things, which the stantly after London and Mrs. Pounteney. With these languid discontent, if not melancholy, with which the fisher folks never heard of, but which were to turn her anxious wishes, vague hopes began to mix of some lucky female, yet quite in youth, gazed towards the window, into a lady, Kate and the gentleman after a time were turn to her own fortune, if she were only in the way of or bent over a little silk netting with which she carelessly actually married, in Greenock new church, and set off getting to be a lady; and at length she formed the high employed herself, seemed to any observer strange and for London, or some other grand place, to live where the wish, and even the adventurous resolve, of going all the unnatural at her time of life. At a table near the fire king and all the great people lived, and to drink wine, way to London, just to get one peep at her sister's hap- was scated a woman, almost the perfect contrast to this and wheel about in a carriage for ever more. piness. interesting figure, in the person of Mr. Pounteney's When this ambition scized Flora M'Leod, she let the eldest sister, a hard-faced, business-like person, who, with old people have no rest, nor did she spare any exertion pen and ink before her, seemed busy among a parcel of to get the means of making her proposed pilgrimage to household accounts, and the characteristic accompaniLondon. In the course of a fortnight from its first seri- ment of a bunch of keys occasionally rattling at her ous suggestion, she with a gold guinea in her pocket, elbow. arid two one pound notes of the Greenock bank, besides The servant approached, as if fearful of being noticed other coins and valuables, and even a little old fashioned by "the old man," as he was accustomed to call Miss Highland broach, with which the quondam lover of her Pounteney, and in a half whisper, intimated to the little sister, Allan Cameron, had the temerity to intrust her, figure that a female wanted to see her. to be specially returned into the hands of the great lady when she should see her, besides a hundred other charges and remembrances from the neighbours, she set off one dewy morning in summer, carrying her shoes and stockings in her hand, to make her way to London, to get a sight of every thing great, and particularly of her happy sister Kate. "Eh! what!—what is it you say, John ?" cried the lady among the papers, noticing this manœuvre of the servant. lady." 'Nothing, Madam; it is a person that wants my "Your lady, sirrah! it must be me!--Eh! what!" "No madam; she wants to see Mrs. Pounteney particularly." During all this time, there were various opinions among the fisher people, how that Kate never was particularly in love with the gentleman; and some even said that she was in love with somebody else, (for pretty maidens must always be in love,) or at least, that some of the youths of the neighbourhood were in love with her; but then the old folks said, that love was only for gentle people, who could afford to pay for it; and that when a gentleman was pleased to fall in love, no one had a right to say him nay, or pretend to set up against him. Some of the young women, to be sure, ventured to contest this doctrine, and cited various cases from the authority of printed ballads bought at the Greenock fair, at a halfpenny each; and also from the traditionary literature of Argyleshire, which was couched in the melifluous numbers of the Gaelic lan. Many a weary mile did Flora M'Leod walk, and ride, guage; but, however this might be, the fame of Cathe-and sail, through unknown places, and in what she called "Ah, John," said the little lady on the sofa; "just rerine M'Leod's happy marriage, and great fortune, was foreign parts; for strange things and people met her eye, fer her to Miss Pounteney. There is nobody can want noised abroad, exceedingly, among the fisher people and long dull regions of country passed her like a rapid me." throughout these coasts, as well as about Gourock and vision, as she was wheeled towards the great capital and all the parts adjacent. proper centre of England. After travelling to a distance As to the gentleman, it was found out that his name that was to her perfectly amazing, she was set down in was Mr. Pounteney, and that little Kate M'Leod was London, and enquired her way, in the best English she now Mrs. Pounteney, and a great London lady; but what could command, into one of those long brick streets, of quality of a gentleman Mr. Pounteney really was, was dark and dull gentility, to which she was directed; and "You must be mistaken, John," said the little lady a matter of inuch controversy and discussion. Some after much trouble and some expense, at length found sighing, who was once the lively Kate M'Leod of the said that he was a great gentleman, and others thought the door of her sister's house. She stood awhile con- fishing cottage in Scotland; "just let Miss Pounteney that, from various symptoms, he was not a very great sidering, on the steps of the mansion, and felt a sort of speak to her. You need not come to me." gentleman;-some wont so far as to say he was a lord fear of lifting the big iron knocker that seemed to grin “No, madam,” said the servant, addressing Miss Pounor a prince, while others maintained that he was only a down upon her; for she was not in the habit of knock-teney, the natural pertness of his situation now returning simple esquire, although he might yet be turned into a ing at great folk's doors, and almost trembled lest some-to overcome his dread of the ould one! "This young "Wants to see Mrs. Pounteney particularly!" resumed the sister-in-law: "how dare you bring in such a message, sirrah? Mrs. Pounteney particularly, indeed! who is she, sirrah! Who comes here with such a message while I am in the house?" person wants to see my mistress directly, and I have put her into her dressing room: pray ma'am, go," he added, respectfully, to the listless Kate. "Do you come here to give your orders, sirrah ?" exclaimed Miss Pounteney, rising like a fury, and kicking the foot-stool half way across the room, "and to put strange people of your own accord into any dressingroom in this house! and to talk of your mistress, and wanting to speak to her directly, and privately, while I am here! I wonder what sister Becky would say, or Mr. Pountency, if he were at home ?” "Kate, my dear little Kate;" said Flora, "this is not the way I expected to find you. Do not greet so dreadfully; surely you are not happy, Kate!" The boat, as it passed, had been watched by the cottagers where she lived up the Firth; and several of them, their day's work being over, set out towards the clough to see if there was any chance of meeting Flora. "But you are happy, Flora;" said Kate, weeping; " and 66 "And so, Kate, you are not so very happy, after all," you really here again--and how is your sister, and all said Flora, looking incredulously in her face, "and you the other great people in London? and, indeed, it is very The "ould one's" wrath being now aroused, she next are so thin, and pale, and your eyes are so red: and yet good of you not to look the least proud, after coming diverged into a tirade of abuse of John, for various crimes you have such a grand house, Kate! Tell me if you are from such a grand place!" and misdemeanours, with which her examination of the really not happy?" With such congratulations was Flora welcomed again documents before her furnished matter of accusation "I have no house, Flora;" said Kate, after a little, among the light-hearted fisher people in the west of Scotagainst him, on household matters, and into which she "nor, I may say, no husband. They are both completely land. But it was observed, that her tone was now quite contrived to include the trembling little victim on the ruled by his two vixen sisters, who kept house for him altered, and her own humble contentment had completely sofa. While she was at the height of this, her sister before he married me, and still have the entire ascendancy returned. In short, to bring our story to a close, she was Becky entered the room; and as usual, helped up the over him. My husband, too, is not naturally good tem- shortly after married to Bryce Cameron, and various brawl, or rather added fuel to the angry storm with which pered: yet he once loved me, and I might enjoy some other marriages soon followed; for she gave such an ac she raged against the man; who listened with the true little happiness in this new life, if he had the feeling or count of what she had seen with her eyes, that a comsncer of a lackey, made insolent by unlady-like abuse; the spirit to treat me as his wife, and free himself and plete revolution took place in the sentiments of the whole and also against the unoffending and melancholy Kate, the house from the dominion of his sisters, especially the young people of the neighbourhood. who bore it all with a look of hopeless resignation. eldest. But I believe he is rather disappointed in his amJohn, however, coxcomb as he sometimes was, had too bitious career, and in the hopes he entertained of matches much natural gallantry not to feel strongly on the part for his sisters, and is somewhat sour and unhappy; and of his oppressed mistress; and too much common sense I have to bear it all, for he is afraid of these women; and not to see the misery of a house divided against itself; I, the youngest in the family, and the only one who has besides he hated his two real mistresses as much as he a chance of being good tempered, am, on account of my loved the interesting stranger, who ought to have been low origin, forced to bear the spleen of all in this unsuch. Without taking notice, therefore, of all the accu- happy house." sations and abuse thrown upon him, he stepped up again to the little figure on the sofa, and begged of her to see the young person who waited for her. "I'll have no whispering here!" exclaimed Miss Pountency, coming forward in wrath,-" what is the meaning of all this, Kate ?-who is this person in your dressing room-I insist upon knowing; I shall let my brother know all about this secrecy!" "Who is it, John? Do just bring her here, and put an end to this!" said Kate imploringly, to the man. Madam," said John at last to his trembling mistress, -"it is your sister!" "Who, John ?" cried Kate, starting to her feet, "my sister Flora, my own sister, from Clyde side! speak, John, are you sure?" Yes, Madam, your sister from Scotland," "Oh, where is she, where is she? let me go." "No no, you must be mistaken, John;" said the lady with the keys, stepping forward to interrupt the anxious Kate; "John, this is all a mistake," she added, smoothly; "Mrs. Pounteney has no sister! John you may leave the room" and she gave a determined look to the other sister, who stood astonished. "But, Kate, surely your husband would not behave so bad as to cast up to you that your father was a fisherman, when he took you from the bonnie himself, and when he thought himself once so happy to get you?" "Alas! he does indeed!-too often-too often; when he is crossed abroad, and when his sisters set him on; and that is very mean of him; and it so humbles me, Flora, when I am sitting at his table, that I cannot lift my head; and I am so sad, and so heart-broken among them all!" "Bless me! and can people be really so miserable," said Flora, simply, "who have plenty of money, and silk dresses to wear every day they rise?" "Is Allan Cameron married yet?" said Kate, sadly. When did you see blithe and bonnie Allan Cameron?Alas! the day!" It was observed, in the hamlet, that the unhappy Mrs. Pounteney was never named, after this, by any but with a melancholy shake of the head; the ambition of the girls to get gentlemen seemed quite extinguished; and Flora, in time, began to nurse children of her own in humble and pious contentment. She received many letters after this from London, over which she often wept to herself, while she prayed in private that poor Mrs. Pounteney might yet experience happier days; but she was never heard to utter one vaunting word more concerning "my sister Kate." THE END. FROM A RECENT LONDON JOURNAL. This celebrated writer, one of the first and foremost in an age adorned by so much of female genius, died lately at Clifton, in her eighty-eighth year. From the humblo station of the daughter of a village schoolmaster, near Bristol, she raised herself, by her talents and virtues, to "It is little you know, my happy Flora, of artificial life high literary distinction and universal respect. Having here in London," said Kate, mournfully. "As for dress, early in life attracted friends, she was, principally through I cannot even order one but as my sister-in-law chooses; the kindness of Dr. Stonhouse of Bristol, enabled to set and as for happiness, I have left it behind me on the up a school in conjunction with her sisters, which soon beautiful banks of the Clyde. O that I were there obtained great reputation. An acquaintance with Garagain!" rick led her to write for the stage, and her pieces were "Poor little Kate !" said Flora, wistfully looking again very successful; but, on taking a religious turn, she in her sister's face; "and is that the end of all your grand abandoned this pursuit, and expressed an opinion that the marriage, that has set a' the lasses crazy, from the Fairly drama and its performances were not in unison with true Roads to Gourock Point. I think I'll gang back and piety and Christianity. Having realised a competency, marry Bryce Cameron after a'." the propagation of moral and religious principles, not she retired to Mendip, and earnestly devoted herself to only among the colliers and lower orders in that neighother publications. Calebs in Search of a Wife, pubbourhood, but throughout the country, by her tracts and lished in 1809, was a novel of much originality, and led to a multitude of imitations: it ran through ten editions in twelve months. Mrs. More had the honour of being "Ah! well you may say I am vex'd enough," said she, consulted on the education of the Princess Charlotte; and weeping and contemplating the brooch. "Tell Allan on that occasion printed (1805) Hints towards forming Cameron, that I am sensible I did not use him well-that the Character of a Young Princess, in 2 vols. 8vo. Her my vain heart was lifted up; but I have suffered for it- works, but by no means including the whole, have ap"Oh, Miss Pountency," said Kate, with clasped hands, many a sad and sleepless night I have lain in my bed, peared in eight volumes, and display a mind of extraordi"Will you not let me go and see my sister? Will you and thought of the delightful days I spent near my fa-nary fertility and power.* just let me go and weep on the neck of my poor Flora? ther's happy cottage in Scotland, and about you, and I will go to a private place, I will go to another house if about Allan. Alas! just tell him not to think more of Dr. Johnson, Reynolds, Bishop Porteus, Beattie, and Mrs. More enjoyed the happiness of an intimacy with you please; I will do any thing when I return to you, if me; for I am a sad and sorry married woman, out of my many other of the most celebrated persons of that day; I ever return, for I care not if I never come into this unhappy house more!" and, uttering this, almost with shriek, she burst past the two women, and ran through the rooms to seek her sister. The moment the servant left the room, Miss Pounteney came forward, and stood in renewed rage over the fragile melancholy Kate, and burst out with "What is this, Kate?" Is it really possible, after what you know of my mind, and all our minds, that you have dared to bring your poor relations into my brother's house? That it is not enough that we are to have the disgrace of your mean connections, but we are to have your sisters and brothers to no end coming into the very house, and sending up their beggarly names and designations by the very servants! Kate, I must not permit this. I will not, I shall not:" and she stamped with rage. a "He gave me this brooch to return to you, Kate," said Flora, taking the brooch out of her bosom. "I wish he had na' gien it to me for you, for you're vex'd enough already." sphere, and afraid to speak to my own people, panting my and in later times it may be truly said, that, either personally or through confidential correspondence, she was, even in retirement, almost equally well acquainted with the most distinguished men of the present time. To the Meantime Flora had sat so long waiting, without sec- "God help you, Kate!" said Flora, rising; "you will very end of her life (broken as it was by pain and suffering her sister, that she began to feel intense anxiety; and, break my heart with grief about you. Let me out of ing,) her manners were amiable, instructive, affectionate, fancying her little Kate wished to forget her, because she this miserable house! Let me leave you and all your and endearing-without austerity or pretension to supewas poor, and worked herself up into a resolution of as-grandeur, since I cannot help you; and I will pray for rior godliness: for she was good in every sense of the sumed coldness, when she heard a hurried step, and the you, my poor Kate, every night at my bed-side, when I word-benevolent, just, and pious; strict in the discharge door was instantly opened. Kate paused for a moment get back to the bonny shore of Argyleshire." of her own duties, and liberal in her construction of the after her entrance, and stood gazing upon the companion Sad was the parting of the two weeping sisters, and conduct of others. Her biography is, we observe, already of her youth, with a look of such passionate joy, that many a kiss of fraternal affection embittered, yet sweet-announced. Her example cannot be too soon set in its Flora's intended coldness was entirely subdued; and the ened, the hour; and anxious was Flora M'Leod to turn proper light before the world. two sisters rushed into each other's arms in all the ec- her back upon the great city of London, and to journey stacy of sisterly love. northwards to her own home in Scotland. "Oh, Flora, Flora! my dear happy Flora!" cried Kate, when she could get words, after the first burst of weeping; "have you really come all the way to London to see me? poor me" and her tears and sobs were again like to choke her. It was a little before sun-down, on a Saturday evening, shortly after this, that a buzz of steam, let off at the Mid Quay of Greenock, indicated that a steam-boat had come in; and it proved to be from the fair sca-port of Liverpool, having on board Flora M'Leod, just down from London *The following are among the works of Mrs. More, but little known in the United States: The Inflexible Captive, a tragedy. Ode to Dragon, Mr. Garrick's house-dog, originally published in quarto. Percy, a tragedy. Fatal Falschood, a tragedy. Florio, a tale; and the Bas Blue, two poems. THE Way to be Happy. FROM THE LONDON METROPOLITAN. sent about four years. On my return, I enquired after tended by the footman, who had rubbed down the ponies Cut your coat according to your cloth, is an old maxim and a wise one: and if people will only square their ideas according to their circumstances, how much happier might we all be! If we only would come down a peg or two in our notions, in accordance with our waning fortunes, happiness would be always within our reach. It is not what we have, or what we have not, which adds or substracts from our felicity. It is the longing for more than we have, the envying of those who possess that more, and the wish to appear in the world of more consequence than we really are, which destroy happy, and as friendly, as before. We sat down to our peace of mind, and eventually lead to ruin. I never witnessed a man submitting to circumstances with good humour and good sense, so remarkably as in my friend Alexander Willemott. When I first met him, since our school days, it was at the close of the war: he had been a large contractor with government for army clothing and accoutrements, and was said to have real. ised an immense fortune, although his accounts were not yet settled. Indeed, it was said that they were so vast that it would employ the time of six clerks, for two years, to examine them, previous to the balance sheet being struck. As I observed, he had been at school with me, and, on my return from the East Indies, I callcd upon him to renew our old acquaintance, and congratulate him upon his success. 66 My dear Reynolds, I am delighted to see you. You must come down to Belem Castle; Mrs. Willemott will receive you with pleasure, I'm sure. You shall see my two girls." I found the girls still unmarried, but they were yet ence in Willemott. He was just as happy and as cheeryoung. The whole family appeared as contented, and ful as ever. He drove me to town the next day. During our drive, he observed, "I like ponies, they are so little trouble; and I prefer them to driving one horse in this vehicle, as I can put my wife and daughter into it. It's selfish to keep a carriage for yourself alone; and one horse in a four-wheeled double chaise appears like an imposition upon the poor animal." dinner at six o'clock; the footman and the coachiman Yes," replied he, she is a very good cook; she The next day we drove out, not in an open carriage I consented. The chaise stopped at a splendid mansion, and I was ushered in by a crowd of liveried servants. Every thing was on the most sumptuous and magnificent scale. Having paid my respects to the lady of the house, I retired to dress, as dinner was nearly ready, it being then half-past seven o'clock. It was "Yes," replied he, “ I am fond of good horses; and, eight before we sat down. To an observation that I as I only keep a pair, I have the best. There is a cermade, expressing a hope that I had not occasioned the tain degree of pretension in four horses I do not much dinner to be put off, Willemott replied, "On the con-ike it appears as if you wished to overtop your neightrary, my dear Reynolds, we never sit down until about bours." this hour. How people can dine at four or five o'clock, I cannot conceive. I could not touch a mouthful." The dinner was excellent, and I paid it the encomiums which were its due. : "I have no spare bed to offer you, but you must breakfast and dine with us every day. Our house is small, but it's very comfortable, and Brighton is a very convenient place. You know Mary is married. A good place in the courts was for sale, and my wife and I agreed to purchase it for Rivers. It has reduced us a little, but they are very comfortable. I have retired from business altogether; in fact, as my daughters are toth married, and we have enough to live upon, what can we wish for more? Brighton is very gay and al ways healthy, and, as for carriage and horses, they are of no use here-there are flies at every corner of the streets." I accepted his invitation to dinner. A parlour-maid waited, but every thing, although very plain, was clean and comfortable. 66 I spent a few very pleasant days, and then quitted his hospitable roof. A severe cold, caught that winter, "I have still a bottle of wine for a friend, Rey. induced me to take the advice of the physicians, nolds," said Willemott, after dinner," but, for my part, and proceed to the south of France, where I remained prefer whiskey-toddy. It agrees with me better. "Do not be afraid, my dear fellow-my cook is an two years. On my return, I was informed that Wille- Here's to the health of my two girls, God bless them, artiste extraordinaire-a regular Cordon Bleu. You mott had speculated, and had been unlucky on the and success to them in life!" may cat any thing without fear of indigestion. How Stock Exchange; that he had left Richmond, and was people can live upon the English cookery of the present now living at Clapham. The next day I met him near day, I cannot conceive. I seldom dine out, for fear of the Exchange. 66 being poisoned. Depend upon it, a good cook lengthens Reynolds, I am happy to see you. Thompson told 66 My dear Willemott," said I, "I take the liberty of an old friend, but I am so astonished at your philosophy. that I cannot help it. When I call to mind Belem Cascook, and your stud of cattle, I wonder at your contenttle, your large establishment, your luxuries, your French ed state of mind under such a change of circumstances." "I almost wonder myself, iny dear fellow," replied It suited me very well, and, at four o'clock I met he. "I never could have believed, at that time, that I Very true; they are more than passable," replied he. him, according to appointment, at a livery stables over could live happily under such a change of circumstances; "We have had many offers, but not such as come up to the Iron Bridge. His vehicle was ordered out; it was but the fact is, that, although I have been a contractor, my expectations. Baronets are cheap now-a-days, and a phaeton, drawn by two long-tailed ponies-altogether I have a good conscience; then, my wife is an excellent Irish lords are nothings; I hope to settle them comfort-a very neat concern. We set off at a rapid pace. woman, and provided she sees me and her daughters f ably. We shall see. Try this claret; you will find it "They step out well, don't they? We shall be down happy, thinks nothing about herself; and, further, I excellent, not a headache in a hogshead of it. How in plenty of time to put on a pair of shoes by five people can drink port, I cannot imagine." o'clock, which is our dinner-time. Late dinners don't agree with me-they produce indigestion. Of course, you know that Louisa has a little boy." I did not; but congratulated him. have made it a rule, as I have been going down hill, to find reasons why I should be thankful, and not discontented. Depend upon it, Reynolds, it is not a loss of fortune which will affect your happiness, as long as you have peace and love at home." The next morning he proposed that I should rattle round the park with him. I acceded, and we set off in a handsome open carriage, with four greys, ridden by postilions at a rapid pace. As we were whirling along, Yes; and has now gone out to India with her hus- I took my leave of Willemott and his wife, with rehe observed, "In town we must, of course, drive but band. Mary is also engaged to be married-a very spect as well as regard; convinced that there was no a pair, but in the country I never go out without four good match-a Mr. Rivers, in the law. He has been pretended indifference to worldly advantages, that it was horses. There is a spring in four horses which is de- called to the bar this year, and promises well. They not, that the grapes were sour, but that he had learned lightful; it makes your spirits elastic, and you feel that will be a little pinched at first, but we must see what the whole art of happiness, by being contented with the poor animals are not at hard labour. Rather than we can do for them." what he had, and by "cutting his coat according to his not drive four, I would prefer to stay at home." We stopped at a neat row of houses, I forget the cloth." Our ride was very pleasant, and, in such amusements name, and, as we drove up, the servant, the only man. passed away one of the most pleasant weeks that I ever servant, came out, and took the ponies round to the remembered. Willemott was not the least altered-he stable, while the maid received my luggage, and one or was as friendly, as sincere, as open hearted, as when a two paper bags, containing a few extras for the occasion. boy at school. I left him, pleased with his prosperity, was met with the same warmth as usual by Mrs. Wil. and acknowledging that he was well deserving of it, allemott. The house was small, but very neat; the rein. though his ideas had assumed such a scale of magnifi- nants of former grandeur appeared here and there, in one or two little articles, favourites of the lady. We sat down at five o'clock to a plain dinner, and were at cence. I went to India when my leave expired, and was ab END OF THE SECOND VOLUME. дж |