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Edited by Boleyne Reeves, Esq.-Memoirs of a State Prisoner in the Fortress of Speilberg. By Alexander An- dryane. The Canadian Naturalist: a Series of Conversations, &c. By P. H. Gosse.- Lights and Shades of Military Life. Edited by Ma- Notes on New Publications 140 281 429 151, 295, 440 THE NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE. FATHERS AND SONS. BY THE EDITOR. CHAP. I. "WELL, I declare, I don't see why not," said Colonel Bruff. "I don't," replied Sir George Grindle. ས "She is a good girl, and a pretty girl," said the colonel," although I say it that shouldn't." "And my son George is a perfect lady's man," said Sir George. "That'll do," said the colonel. "A bit of a dandy I admit," continued the baronet; "and never the worse for that; better be a dandy than like his half-brother Frank, who, with all his mawkish sentimentality, can't say boh to a goose." "Half-brother?" interrupted the colonel. "What have you"Yes, I have," said Sir George. "I have been twice marrieda circumstance I thought you were aware of. I married for money when I was young, and for love when I was older-eh?" "That'll do. That'll do," said the colonel. "And how did you find it answer?" "First the best," said Sir George. "My first wife was-" "Oh, every body knows," interrupted the colonel, "the rich Miss Simpkins-the great heiress-the-"” "Exactly so," said the baronet. "Good soul-amiable, kind, and all that, eh? She died soon after George was born. Still, entre nous, I never cared for her, nor she for me. I wanted her money, she wanted to be my lady,'-all done by friends; so, don't you see, colonel, having married her to please my family,-why, when she popped off the perch, I married my next to please myself-eh? I speak plainly -truth between friends-that's the fact." "That'll do. That'll do," said the colonel. "Poor dear," continued Sir George, "she died in three years after Frank was born-this younger son of mine." "That, I never heard," said Colonel Bruff. “Ay, I dare say," replied Sir George, "you were abroad fighting our country's battles." "That'll do. That'll do," said Bruff, "you've hit it, no doubt; and the boys take after their mothers?" "Thereabouts," answered Sir George; "the eldest one-or, as without regard to comparatives or superlatives, my eldest son, George-you Jan.-VOL. LVIII. NO, CCXXIX. B must have seen him about town-a deucedly good-looking fellow-was in a crack cavalry regiment, just getting his troop, when they were ordered to India. George went to his doctor-discovered he had a touch of the liver-couldn't go-" "That'll do," said the colonel. "Wanted to be a liver at home, eh ?-Gad, that's not so bad-so I suppose exchanged—” "No," said Sir George, "not that; sold out-retired altogetherfull of domestic feelings and love of country." "That'll do," said the colonel, who seemed exceedingly well pleased to establish a connexion for his daughter with the eldest son of a wealthy baronet-the title having of course its weight for as much, at least, as it was worth. But there was a stronger reason for this anxiety in Colonel Bruff's case than might have occurred in many others-the colonel had a housekeeper-a most equivocal head to his establishment, who appeared to manage all his affairs with the unhesitating decision of a mistress rather than a servant: and his consciousness of the extraordinary influence which this functionary possessed, induced him to keep his daughter Jane as much as possible engaged at the country-houses of his different friends, so that she might be preserved from coming too much in contact with Mrs. Smylar (so was the lady-lieutenant of the house in Harley-street, where the gallant and venerable colonel resided, named), and accordingly Jane, the pretty, the dear Jane, was, in order to ensure the comforts of domestic life, kept away from home as long in fact as there was any body of her father's acquaintance in the country to receive or keep her. In consequence of this arrangement, the colonel's house in Harleystreet, could scarcely be considered montée, except for a short period of the year, during which its gallant owner held it necessary to give a certain round of dinners, and afford the gentle Jane an opportunity of seeing a little of society, and of doing the honours at one or two assemblies, interspersed and illustrated with harmony, vocal and instrumental, imported for the occasion from the Italian Opera-house. This being the case, the colonel, in what is called the dead time of the year, dined regularly and invariably at one of the clubs to which he belonged; and, as sure as seven o'clock came, marched up the coffee-room, with his rosy countenance erect, in a masculine and military manner to his own favourite table, whereupon it was his custom to make as serious an impression upon the "passing" joint, as it had been in the earlier part of his life his pride and glory to make upon an advancing column of the enemy. The gallant officer had an appetite, and his use of small arms in his attacks upon the haunches, and saddles, and sirloins, has often excited the envy of surrounding guests, and the painful anxiety of those who were to come after him, to the pièce de résistance. For such a Castor, where could a fitter Pollux be found than Sir George Grindle-they were a pair "Justly formed to meet, by nature;" inasmuch as the worthy baronet-as every baronet is indiscriminately styled-had no comfortable settled household establishment of his own. |