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To hearts that keenly feel, the most trilling incidents are sometimes the most deeply affecting; and when the gentle, genuine Jane, carefully covered up the harp

“She used to touch," there was something in the doing it, that involved a leave-taking which brought tears into more eyes than those of one of the party.

If Jane Bruff had not been by a thousand degrees as charming as she was, her very position in the world could not have failed to make her an object of deep and thrilling interest. It was once well said to me, by a most accomplished nobleman, whose personal and mental qualities could not fail to command the regard and esteem of men, and the admiration and affection of women, that, placed as he was in an enviable position in life, with high rank and large fortune, he felt diffident of himself, and doubtful whether the favourable reception he every where met with, from the belles of the season, arose from their appreciation of his personal qualifications, or the Earldom and his fortune which he possessed.

Certain it is, that Jane Bruff's father, and Jane Bruff's fortune, damped the ardour of several admirers, who, long before the period of which we are now treating, would, as the dowagers say, “ have come forward." But Love is careless of gold; and he that had nothing himself to offer, did not venture to aspire to the wealth of the heiress, assured of a rejection from the gallant dragon (not dragoon) who watched the golden apples he had gathered during his profitable campaigns with the most assiduous care and vigilance.

How much happiness in this world is marred by some slight obstacle, which after all might, perhaps, by a little explanation, have been easily overcome; but as Love is not mercenary, so is it timid; and the feeling which induced the noble earl just mentioned to doubt whether he was loved for himself alone, had sealed the lips of many a man who, poor himself, feared that our gentle Jane would think him an interested wooer. Of this class Mr. Miles Blackmore certainly was not one.

As we have already heard, he was a gentleman and a man of fortune-he certainly neither had a title nor the remotest expectation of one-and as rank was a great point with Sandy Bruff, he might have met with a repulse. Stop, why not try? If he loved Jane, we know she liked him. Why not, while yet her foot was on the threshold, prefer his suit ? Why not avow himself ?

Jane was sufficiently aware of the “temper of his mind” to expect, and even to dread the event - his manner was distrait. He was evidently agitated-excited.—He begged her to sing once again the song he loved so much. She unhesitatingly complied-it was her nature to oblige. The words were of parting—of a desponding lover. Still she repeated it firmly and steadily, although Mrs. Amersham's look was fixed upon

her countenance. When it was ended the party, except Miles Blackmore, were loud in their applauses. He rose from his chair and walked to the windows which opened into the conservatory. He did not return for some time, and when he did, he looked pale and disturbed—the very reverse of the picture of healthful gaiety, which till this evening his countenance had exhibited.

A slight repast brought the evening's recreations to a close. Nobody tasted any of the accustomed supper which, till to-night, had served to collect the guests about the sociable round table, and gave, as it were, the tone to playful conversation, and that agreeable sort of foolery which wisdom frowns at, as being “ very frivolous," and vulgarity condemns as being “exceedingly low."

When Mrs. Amersham and Jane retired, a host of enquiries assailed the ears of the latter, as to when she was to go,—that is to say, if she must go; and then came a discussion, somewhat energetic, as to the positive humanity of letting the paternal horses rest at least till after luncheon -if she got to town by dinner-time she would do quite well—the colonel could not expect her earlier; and then what was the use of going sooner? and so on. During all of which discussions and exclamations Miles Blackmore stood in a dark recess of the hall, watching the charming girl, who (why, after her ingenuous declaration of perfect indifference about him to Mrs. Amersham, we could not, if we did not know something about what girls are made of, guess) was excessively surprised to miss the said Miles Blackmore from the little circle of petitioners who were so earnest in praying her not to go away immediately after breakfast.

Miles Blackmore waited till she had given her consent to stay ; and, after all the rest of the party had shaken hands with her, he came forth and took his leave, shaking hands with her too. He might have pressed the hand he took. If he did, the pressure certainly was not returned—but mark !-- she is not to go till after luncheon.

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THE FAIRY'S WAND.

A TALE OF WINDSOR PARK IN THE DAYS OF THE MERRY MONARCH,

By Captain MarryAT, C.B.

In the time of Charles II., Windsor Park stood just where it stands now, and the castle of Windsor was very often the abode of royalty, as it is now; but in those merry, but licentious times, there was much more fun and feasting going on than perhaps there is at present. Rochester was master of the revels, and the Countesses of but I will say nothing about the ladies, although some of the highest of our aristocracy are descended from them.

There were great preparations in the castle, for King Charles had invited down the Mayor of London, and a bevy of aldermen; not so much with a view of doing honour to the magistrates of the great and ancient city, as with the hope to extract some amusement from their peculiarities.

The fact is, that the mayor and aldermen of London had certified to the Earl of Rochester, that they had some complaint to make and some favour to request of his majesty. Rochester, ever willing to procure amusement for his royal master, at the same time was equally careful not to allow him to be annoyed, and therefore had contrived to ferret out that the complaint against the lords of the court, was for their too great familiarity with the citizens' wives, and that the favour to be demanded was, à curtailment of the dress, ornaments, and expensive babits of the city ladies.—He considered this a very favourable opportunity for procuring some mirth at the expense of the corporation.

With the consent of the king, he had intimated to the mayor and aldermen, that they would be received in the evening, and honoured with a seat at the royal banquet; and at the same time he had privately made known to the lady mayoress, what were the demands about to be made by her husband, desiring her to communicate the same, under a strict promise of secrecy, to the wives of all the aldermen; and also acquainting them tbat his majesty would be glad to receive the ladies on the same evening, provided that they could come without the knowledge of their husbands, which might be done by their setting off for Windsor some short time after them. It was the intention of the king, that when the mayor and corporation should present the address, they should be met face to face by their wives, and thus issue be joined.

But mortals were not the only parties who revelled in the beauties of the park of Windsor.

On the evening that this comedy was about to be enacted, there reclined under the celebrated oak, known as Herne's Oak, in a small clear space between some ferns, two of those beings called fairies who had for time immemorial taken up their quarters in that delightful retreat. Whether they were man and wife is not established, but certainly they were male and female; and as they appeared to be on

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the very best understanding, it is to be presumed that they were not married.

“ Elda, there will be a scene to-night at the castle,” said the male to the female sprite, as he tickled her nose with a blade of grass.

Yes, Maya; how foolish those mortals are !"

“I have a mind to create even more mischief,” rejoined Maya; “but if I did, you would want to see it.”

“Well, and suppose I did, dearest ?"

“ I do not like that you should be in company with those women, Elda ; those duchesses and countesses.”

“Bless me, Maya !- what are you afraid of? my virtue ?” “Oh no, dearest! I did not mean that,"

“Then I'll tell you what you did mean, you jealous-pated fool: you meant, that you did not like that I should be in the company of the Earl of Rochester and the King. You ought to have more respect for yourself, and more respect for me, than to be jealous of those mortals.”

Nay, Elda !”

Yes, yes, and your reason for wanting to go alone, is to hang over that nasty Duchess of Portsmouth.”

“ Upon my honour !—”
Your honour, sir !-you have none—there, sir, you may go."
“Oh, very well, madam ; just as you please."

Certainly there was something very mortal in this quarrel, and may remind the reader of similar scenes in domestic life.

It ended by Maya walking sulkily away in the direction of the castle, and of Elda following him at a distance, determined to watch his motions.

But if these two lovers had quarrelled, there were two other beings who were indulging in a moonlight-walk on the terrace, linked arm-inarm so affectionately, so fondly, keeping exact pace for pace, and occasionally embracing each other, every one would have thought that nothing in the world could ever have disunited them. They were two young ladies of the court, aged about seventeen, just clear of their governess and bread-and-butter, and newly-appointed maids of honour: they were both beautiful, and had contracted a friendship, as all girls do at that age, when love has with them no precise definition. They had sworn eternal affection after an acquaintance of eight-and-forty hoursthe sun and the moon, and all the stars in the firmament-heaven above, the earth below, and every thing below that again, had all been summoned to register their vows; and at the time that they were then walking they would have considered it positive heresy to hint at the idea of a disagreement even in thought; but as I have before observed, they were only seventeen years old.

Maya, who had bent his steps towards the castle, perceived these two young damsels parading up and down, and although he had not the full power of Oberon, yet he was still a highly-endowed fairy. Among other powers vested in him, he had a wand, which when it touched any fairy would change that fairy into mortal size and shape, and if it touched any mortal would produce the contrary effect, giving them for the time the size and appearance of fairies, imps, tritons, naiads, or some of those intermediate creatures, which most accorded with their mortal propensities and dispositions.

This very wand made him much feared by the other fairies, as they were often punished by him in this way, and it was only Oberon, the king, who had the power of reversing the charm; and it is said, that this very wand was one cause why his fair Elda, generally speaking, behaved so well, as he often threatened to turn her into a Dutch milkmaid ; which, as she was of a very beautiful figure, would have been a very severe punishment.

It was with this wand-worn like a harlequin's at his side—that the fairy Maya was walking up the terrace; he had changed himself to a handsome young forester, dressed in a suit of green, with bugle by his side, a cap with black feathers hanging down to his right shoulder ; wearing the appearance of a very handsome young man of about twenty, and just the description of person to create a difference between two young ladies, who had half an hour before sworn everlasting friendship.

As he passed he made a very profound obeisance. “ Who is he, dearest ?" said Miss Araminta.

“ Who is he, dearest ?" said Miss Euthanasia, both nudging one another at the same moment.

“ He bowed to me,” said Araminta.
“ No, sweetest, it was to me he bowed,” rejoined Euthanasia.

“ Well, I declare!" cried Araminta. What was to follow is not known, for the young forester had retraced his steps and now addressed the young ladies.

“ Fair maids of honour, as I presume you are such,” said he, taking off his cap, and displaying such handsome curls that each young lady, for the first time, thought how much better it had been if she had walked out alone,“ may I inquire the cause of such revelry to-night in the royal castle ?"

“ The King entertains,” said Araminta. "The mayor and aldermen," cried Euthanasia, taking the remainder of the sentence out of her friend's mouth.

“ Indeed !” replied the fairy, who then entered into conversation with the young ladies, dividing his attentions as equally as he could.

Now it so happened that Elda, who had followed Maya at a distance, could no longer restrain her jealousy when she perceived him walking and talking so earnestly, and, as she considered, really making love to these fair mortals. She took the shape of a big bumble bee, and flying to him settled on his back, stinging him so severely that he uttered an exclamation of pain; and the young ladies were tenderly inquiring where he was hurt, when he felt convinced that it was Elda who had thus punished him. Fairies have consciences as well as mortals. Maya felt that he was, or what was quite as bad, that he appeared to be, guilty. He had already repented of his quarrel with Elda; and, after receiving the condolence of the two young ladies, who vied in their attentions to him, he very suddenly took leave, resolving in his own mind that he would seek out Elda and make friends with her, infinitely preferring her to two young bread-and-butter maids of honour. Thus did the fairy prove his good sense, and abandon all idea of making mischief at the castle.

Now it so happened that the sting received from the jealous Elda was so very severe, that in his jump forward Maya had allowed his wand to drop out of his belt, and when he departed he did not perceive his

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