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vored from Mexico. That the Americans are wil- | would afford to keep incorrupt, should be maintained. ling to occupy the whole country we can well believe; If we may judge from the past, we may safely conbut are they prepared to pay the necessary cost, or
clude that the republican principle has totally failed vote the establishment of the large standing army New World peopled by the Mauritanian race.
in this country, and, indeed, in every country of the
We that would be necessary for the purpose? The cannot help, therefore, leaning towards a monarchiproject of Paredes, if he really entertains it, of cal form of government as one better fitted for these erecting Mexico into a monarchy, and offering the people. It is remarkable, in support of this view, throne to some European prince, would seem to that the Brazils is the only South American state afford a reasonable chance of yet preserving the which has, as an independent country, ever attained country, or at least a fragment of it, and of check- any degree of prosperity, and it is likewise the only
monarchy. Mr. Percy Doyle, her majesty's mining the further progress of republican rapacity :- ister plenipotentiary, has arrived in this city, much
to the gratification of all who knew him when he Mexico, Dec. 13, 1847. The state of affairs in this country is not likely to
was previously here. He is well fitted to watch offer any feature of interest for some time to come, Britannia.
over our interests during these turbulent times.and may be viewed as going through that ordeal which intervenes between the invasion of a country and its permanent occupation by the conqueror. In
HANGING JUDGES.-Bull was said always to dependent, republican Mexico is virtually no more; hang for sheep-stealing, avowing as a reason that she may struggle on for awhile; she may defer, he had several sheep stolen from his own flock. but she cannot avoid, her fate, which is, to fall under Heath, acting more on principle, used 10 hang in another ruler. Were overtures for a peace to be all capital cases, because he knew of no good secnow made on the part of the Mexicans, it is a very ondary punishments. Said he, “ If you imprison doubtful question whether the Americans would not at home, the criminal is soon thrown upon you prove as fastidious and perverse as the Mexicans again, hardened in guilt. If you transport, you were when previous negotiations were going on. corrupt infant societies, and sow the seeds of atroThe Americans now occupy a very different posi- cious crimes over the habitable globe. There is no tion to what they did when they offered terms. regenerating of felons in this life, and for their own They have been very considerably reinforced; and, sake, as well as for the sake of society, I think it although some opposition may be offered to the war is better to hang.” When sitting in the crown policy at Washington, that policy, it is confidently court at Gloucester, he asked a lying witness from anticipated, will find a majority in Congress. They what part of the country he came, and being anhave at present, therefore, neither to fear the ene-swered, “From Bitton, my lord,” he exclaimed, my in their front nor censure at home. The Mexi-" You do seem to be of the Bitton breed, but I cans, beginning to understand this, are disposed to thought I had hanged the whole of that parish long sue for peace, and it is believed a commission will ago.”—Lord Campbell's Chancellors. shortly be named for this purpose at Queretaro,
A NOBLE AND REFINED COMPLIMENT.-" I shall with full powers to negotiate a treaty, but time
never,” alone can tell what result will attend this proceed- Mr. Jefferson, the American statesman,
says Ledyard the traveller, in writing to ing. It is tolerably evident now that the Ameri- think my letter an indifferent one, when it concans will only admit of such a boundary line as will tains the declaration of my gratitude and my affecadmit of very easy access to these parts, should any tion for you ; and this, notwithstanding you thought future differences arise between the two states, and hard of me for being employed by an English assoto the cession of the whole of Upper and Lower Cal- ciation, which hurt me much while I was at Paris. ifornia. As regards the inhabitants of Mexico, their You know your own heart ; and if my suspicions present position under the American dominion is are groundless, forgive them, since they proceed quite enviable as compared with their previous exis- from the jealousy I have, not to lose the regard you tence, and the fruits of a well-ordered and stable have in tímes past been pleased to honor me with, government are beginning to become manifest in You are not obliged to esteem me, but I am obliged the revival of commerce and restoration of confi- to esteem 'you, or to take leave of my senses, and dence. The commercial community and people confront the opinions of the greatest and best charpossessing property cannot but view with fearful acters I know. If I cannot, therefore, address myanticipations a return to the deplorable state in self to you as a man you regard, I must do it as one which they lived under Mexican government, and that regards you for your own sake, and for the sake are by no means anxious to lose their invaders. I of my country, which has set me the example.”took occasion by the last mail to allude to a scheme Life of Ledyard the Traveller. entertained by Paredes of establishing a monarchy, and, if his notions are practicable, this country may Voltaire'S CHARACTER OF CROMWELL.-Cromhave a chance (it is the only one) of averting for a well is described as a man who was an imposter all time its impending doom, supposing a peace were his life. I can scarcely believe it. I conceive that for the present to be concluded with the Americans. he was at first an enthusiast, and that he afterwards From what I could gather, he proposes that some made his fanaticism instrumental to his greatness. junior European prince be offered the crown, and An ardent novice at twenty often becomes an acthat the right of succession should be with his heirs complished rogue at forty. In the great game of male-in fact, that a constitution embracing the human life, men begin with being dupes, and end three estates should be determined upon ; that the in becoming knaves. A statesman engages as his latitude of electoral right should be restricted to almoner a monk, entirely made up of the details such a body as, from their property and interests, of his convent-devout, credulous, awkward, perwould ensure a legitimate representation, and that fectly new to the world; he acquires information, such an army only as would be absolutely neces- polish, finesse, and supplants his master.-Philo sary for the public service, or which the government soph. Dictionary.
16 Thank you,
EDITH KINNAIRD.-PART III., CHAP. VIII.
“ He has met with an accident,” said he ; " do
not fancy that I am keeping anything from you ; I Philip Everard was not a man to be overcome am going to tell you the exact truth. There is by any circumstances in which he might be placed ; hope that he may recover—with his youth and his will, vigorous and disciplined, rose to the en- strength there must be considerable hope ; but I counter with a strength which failed not to increase must not conceal from you that he is in danger. It in proporton to the difficulties which opposed him. was a fall; he went too near the edge of a cliff and Yet, on the present occasion, his self-possession part of the earth gave way. I came myself, both well-nigh forsook him, his eye sank, his voice because he wished it, and because I was sure you trembled, and, for the first moment, strange as it would desire to come to him directly, and I thought may appear, Edith, in the very desperation of her there might be some difficulty ; I thought, too, it enforced composure-Edith, the weak and unstable would be a satisfaction to you to be quite sure that woman, was apparently the calmer of the two.
you were hearing the exact truth.” " There is some mistake, I think," said she,
,” said Edith, in a choking voice; gently, in answer to his scarcely articulate salutation, “ I may come directly?" and, but that her hand closed tightly on the back “ As soon as you feel equal to it," he replied. of the chair by which she stood, and her lips quivered “ A carriage is waiting."' a little, there was no outward sign of agitation. “ Thank you,” repeated Edith. She was half “ You inquired for Miss Forde."
stunned ; it was a strange, unreal, dreamy sensation ; “I can scarcely hope to be forgiven for an intru- she could feel no conviction of the truth of what sion which must seem so unwarrantable," replied he, she had been told, still less could she persuade hurriedly, " but my visit was to Miss Forde. Can 1 herself that Everard was in the room with her, and see her?"
that she had learned it from his lips. She put her “ She is not at home.”
hand to her forehead, and looked up with a delirious “And you expect her"
inclination to laugh, and tell him that it was all “ Not for a fortnight, at least.”
nonsense, and she was not deceived. Quietly, though with a certain breathlessness, Everard rang the bell for some water, and, holding were these few every-day sentences exchanged; the glass for Edith to drink, he very clearly and who would have dreamt that such a past lay hidden deliberately repeated his intelligence to the servant, under such a present? But it is ever so; the lava adding an order that she would pack up her misdestroys, the earthquake engulphs, and then the tress' things as quickly as possible, and get ready ground closes, and the humble village arises, and to accompany her, as it would be necessary for the very existence of the proud city beneath it is them to set off almost immediately. He watched. forgotten.
Edith's face while he spoke, but there was the same Everard hesitated for an instant, and then walked unnatural, incredulous expression in it, and a cold up to Edith with a mixture of reluctance and deter- fear came into his heart, and made it pause in its mination, his manner visibly changing, as if under beating as though a strong grasp had closed upon the influence of irrepressible feeling. “ Then it. Then he took both her hands in his, and spoke Edith," said he" Miss Kinnaird, I must needs with the utmost tenderness. My dearest Edith, speak to you myself. God strengthen us both. I be comforted; trust in God. Exert yourself for beseech you to summon all your courage.' Frank's sake-he is longing to see you—you must
At the first note of tenderness in his voice all be his nurse and companion, but you know you will Edith's assumed self-command gave way, and she not be allowed to be with him if your own strength sank upon a chair, vainly laboring to conceal her fails. I have known worse cases than this recover;
Everard continued to speak, and nothing and if not, Edith,”—he was afraid to encourage but the exceeding and cautious gentleness of his hope, for the surgeon's opinion had been very manner betrayed that he had perceived her emotion. desponding-—" will you not try to submit to God's
“ I wished to see Miss Forde," said he," because will and to take comfort ? Will you not try to support I thought she would communicate what I have to yourself? I know how hard it is, almost impossible tell better than I could do it myself. I know I must in the first momentbut, for Frank's sake." distress you greatly ; God knows what it costs me The soothing words had their effect. The strange, to do so. I do not bring you good news." wild expression passed away, and she bowed her
He was evidently trying to prepare her for some face upon his hands, and wept like a child. When terrible intelligence-the most painful task which she looked up there were tears on his cheeks also. ever falls to human love, and yet one which none She rose hastily. “ Now I am quite well," she but the truest love should execute. At first she had said, “and quite ready. Do not let us waste a scarcely grasped his meaning, but now it suddenly moment-pray let us go directly." flashed upon her.
He judged wisely that it would be cruel to detain “ Tell me at once,” cried she, starting up, and her, and went out to expedite arrangements for for the first time lifting her eyes to his face. their departure. When he returned he found her “ Frank?" she could nay no more.
bonneted and shawled ; very pale, but quite com“ He is alive, and there is hope,” said Everard, posed; her hand shook as she accepted his arın to quickly.
walk to the carriage, but she did not withdraw it, Edith neither scroamed nor fainted, but she neither did she speak, and they crossed the hall trembled from head to foot, and her white shivering together. At the door she paused, shuddering and lips tried in vain to shape the words with which she sobbing-he looked anxiously at her. “ The last panted to question him. He understood her perfectly, time we were together," said she in a broken voice, and, without inflicting upon her all that well-meant “ I vexed him." torture of petty delays and useless restoratives so Everard was too deeply moved to answer immedicommonly employed in cases of sudden affliction, so ately, but in a few moments he said, gently, “ Do needlessly oppressive to the sufferer, he proceeded to not think of it. I am sure he has long forgotten it. do the best i hing he could, namely, to tell the truth, He spoke of you with the fondest affection.' calmly, quickly, and sympathizingly.
“ When?" cried Edith suddenly.
“ The last time he named you,” returned Everard, passion,” said she in her heart, “the pity of a cold with a little hesitation—"yesterday, I think.” but not unkind indifference." And she betook her
“ Not since—" (she could not say " his accident.”' self once more to prayer. Why is a word so much harder than a thought?) The carriage stopped. Everard was at the door “Not when you left him?"
to receive her, and spoke before she had time to “ No," replied Everard, “he did not speak of question him. “ He has been sensible; he has
undergone the necessary operations ; he is asleep." Edith felt the import of the sentence, and, burying “A good sign?" asked she, breathlessly. her face in her hands, suffered herself to be assisted “Yes—so far good,” rejoined he, with unspeakinto the carriage. Immediately afterwards, however, able dread of encouraging too far her sanguine she put out her head, unable to abstain from asking nature. He took her hand, and gently led her upthe question, though she was almost certain of the stairs to a dressing-room adjoining the sick man's answer, and said in a low, desponding tone of voice, chamber; there were refreshments on the table, and “ Will he not know me?"
of these, though little enough inclined, she partook ; “He may, very likely; indeed, I trust that he for the quiet authority of his manner made her a will. But, you know, temporary insensibility is very child in his hands. Then they sat down, side the common result of an accident of this sort, even by side, close to the open door, to wait for the when it is not very serious, and I came away as waking of the sleeper. soon as I learned that there was no immediate dan- No sound but the ticking of the clock on the
mantelpiece, and the low note of its chimes as it “ How far ?" inquired Edith.
told ever and anon that another quarter of an hour Twenty miles only."
of life had passed away. It seemed the audible And not another word passed between them. footstep of coming Death, and Edith clasped her Silently Everard placed the maid in the carriage hands upon her ears that she might not listen to it. beside her mistress, directed the coachman to drive No sight but the table visible through the doorway, quickly, and, springing on a horse, which was in with the phials and the strips of torn linen upon it, waiting for him, soon outstripped his fellow-traveller. here and there spotted with blood, and the motionEdith kept her face covered, and unclosed not her less curtain of the bed, and the composed but grave lips during the whole journey: Who shall tell face of the surgeon, who sat beside it. Edith kept what passed within her during that silence ? First, her straining eyes fixed upon that face till its quiet there was tumult, and wild, unnatural thoughts seemed stony and spectral to her, and she could struggling with hurried prayers and trying to drive look no longer, but turned away with an inexplicable them out of her heart; and despair, and unbelief, terror. The still folds of the bed-curtains seemed now in God's mercy, now in the reality of her afflic- to her to be endued with an unreal motion ; she saw tion ; demon-whispers that seemed prompting her to them tremble as with the breath of the sleeper; she utter derisive words which it would have been mad- imaged to herself the ghastly form which they ness to speak. And then the prayers conquered, concealed, with every possible feature of distress and there was a strange sort of peace, like the hush and horror ; she expected to see them suddenly put in a chamber of death, and her spirit prostrated aside; she felt as though she could not endure to itself as if communing with the presence of an look upon the spectacle which must then be revealed angel, and said almost without an effort, “ Here am -as though the slightest movement of the drapery I; do with me as thou wilt!" and then came a would shake her reason from its balance. quick burst of bitter tears, and a throng of sudden The chime again! She has watched three hours. memories that hurried past her like phantoms in a Was it fancy, now, or was there indeed a movement dream, bright and smiling as they approached, but in that fearful room? Yes, the surgeon rose, and, withering into pale corpses as she gazed upon them. softly approaching the bed, put his head cautiously And paler, sadder, than all, wringing, as it were, within the curtains. There was a low murmuring tears of blood from her heart, came self-reproach, sound : the sleeper must have awakened. Edith the only unbearable pang in the dreary catalogue was springing to the bedside, but Everard's firm of human woes—the iormenter, which, like Eastern but gentle grasp detained her; and he whispered, despots, not only impales its victim, but refuses him scarcely above his breath, “Remember, he does the cup of water which might assuage or shorten not know you are come ; be patient a moment; he his anguish—the one agony that knows no consola- must not be startled.” And then he supported her tion. Counsels neglected, unwary words resented, trembling form, tenderly as a child takes a wounded little faults unkindly judged, motives unfairly attrib- bird to its bosom, and their eyes met, and shrank uted; small injustices and forgotten wrongs, done not from each other's gaze; and, without a word, in the wantonness of prosperous affection or the each knew that the love of the other's heart was heedlessness of irritation, all started to life, and stronger and purer even than it had been when they proclaimed that now they must needs live forever, parted four years before. since she could neither recall them nor atone for Five minutes only!--but the matter of a lifetime them. Oh, how sternly does the absence or suffer- was compressed into their brief silence. The suring of the beloved teach love to remember its sins! geon leaves the bedside ; Everard beckons to him; Oh, how far more deeply and irremediably does an he comes into the outer room, carefully closing the unkindness or an offence wound the heart of him door behind him; Edith looks not into his face, for who has inflicted, than of him who has suffered it ! she dares not, but she looks into Everard's, and
And then, through all this pain and fear, and there is a smile on his lips ; and, dizzy and weeping, shame and sorrow, the words and the tone of she gathers her failing senses to comprehend the Everard thrilled suddenly upon her memory like an blessed words, “ There is every hope. I expect echo of far music heard through the howlings of a that he will recover,”-strives to fold her hands tempest, or the momentary gleam of one pale star and bend her knees in thankfulness, and knows no when darkness covers the skies. But she put away more, for the revulsion has been too great, and she the thought, and well-nigh hated herself that she has fainted. had harbored it for a moment. “It was only com- When she opened her eyes from that happy
swoon, she was lying on a sofa, with Everard going down while it is yet day. But if the home kneeling beside her, her hand in his. And the first be loveless, you may steep it in external sunshine words he whispered were—what? An assurance till it glitters with radiance, yet it will ever strike of forgiveness ?' No. An entreaty for it. Ch! a chill to the heart; unless you take refuge in with what humble and self-condemning words did making the heart loveless too, and for that labor Edith answer him How tearfully did she pour you will need a giant's strength and a life's perseforth her confession and her penitence! How verance, and the end of it all will be-failure. You earnestly did she justify him-how sorrowfully may make the surface callous, and you may continue reproach herself! Not that she had ceased to love the hardening process deeper and deeper inwards, him, as he indeed had thought, but that she had but there comes a point where you must stop, ceased to be worthy of his love. With the elo- humiliated at the impotence of your own will; for quence of few words and many tears, blending the the celestial fire burns at the centre, and you cannot shame of true repentance with the happiness of per- quench it, for it is immortal. Never was there a fect reconciliation-finding no ease save in avowing truer word than the poet's— and dwelling upon the wrongs which yet she cannot
“ The deepest ice that ever froze, contemplate without the keenest pain—striving, as
Can only o'er the surface close ; it were, so to outgo him in condemnation of them
The living stream lies quick below, as to lea room for nothing but pardon in heart.
And flows, and cannot cease to flow." It is forgiveness which makes the sense of a fault everlasting, the memory of it indelible.
Fear and hope are the symbols of love; nay, And had Everard no self-accusation on his part? they are the very manifestations of its presence Much, truly, and he was not slack to utter it. He the very language of its thought: and if, having had been harsh, impatient, unjust; he had learned nought to lose, fear may be dead within you, still by bitter self-inflicted dicipline the need (so he said) it is hard for you to slay the infant hope, who looks of that charity of temper, the deficiency of which pleadingly into your face, and seems to promise that was once rather a boast than a shame to him. He if you will only let it live the speechless eyes shall had learned that the love of good is better than the acquire a distincter eloquence, the feeble limbs a hatred of evil; that unconscious self-worship lies at more conscious strength, and it shall be to you a the root of misanthropy; that bitterness against the counsellor and a comforter. In hope,' sins of another generally accompanies blindness to Schlegel, " such as it present is among men, lies our own. He did not think that he deserved the the chief defect; for hope ought to be strong and exquisite happiness of the present any better than heroic, otherwise it is not that which the name exEdith.
.” And where hope and fear are both And so the Gardener found his Lily again, rooted dead, or have lain so long in torpor that their in the bank whereon he had unthinkingly fung it; awakening seems impossible, there is yet another and the cankered blossom was severed by the fall, witness to the secret life of love, perhaps more conand the rich array of spotless buds had expanded in vincing than either-namely, bitterness. Where the spring sunshine, pleading to him with a thousand the scorn is most loudly expressed, depend upon it, silent voices, and bidding him forsake his unlovely the need is most deeply felt. Who would be fordomain, and make a new garden for them to dwell ever warding off blows, unless he felt that he should in. And the plant of Love, being cherished and suffer from them? Who would proclaim defiance tended, bore its natural fruit, which is the beauty that did not fear defeat ? of life in this world, and the promise and foretaste
But what coming home was ever so happy as of it for the next.
Aunt Peggy's, when, released from the bedside of It is said that if a silken thread be tied around a her querulous brother, she was welcomed by Edith's perfectly moulded bell at the moment of sounding, sparkling eyes and warm embrace, and led to the the bell will burst asunder, and shiver into a thou- sofa in the western window of that pleasant drawsand pieces. So is it when a heart of perfect and ing-room, where Frank, pale, but fast regaining delicate harmony in itself seeks to manifest its life strength, received her somewhat more vociferously, among other hearts ; the slightest revulsion is and Everard's silent pressure of the hand seemed enough to destroy the expression forever.
perhaps the warmest welcome of the three ? Much Let us draw aside, and keep silence, and watch had she to hear, and something to tell; tea was quietly in the distance; we dare not speak of this speedily disposed of, and the joyful group, reinjoy. Let us be very silent, and listen heedfully to forced by the addition of Mr. Verner, gathered the inner chime of our own hearts, if it have power around the invalid's couch, which was moved to his to make itself heard ; happy indeed are we if it con- favorite position, where a flood of mellow light from vey to us an echo caught from the great chorus of the sinking sun poured in through the tender green Love.
of budding rose-trees which skirted the window, and framed, as it were, the garden-picture outside.
The thick blossoms of an almond-tree spread themComing home is either the happiest or the most selves out in a pattern of delicate rose color against sorrowful thing in life, and the one ingredient on the vivid blue of the eastern sky; the horse-chestthe presence or deficiency of which its character nuts exhibited their manifold clusters of white, depends, is Love. If there be only Love in a home, heaven-pointing spires; the ground was redolent let its other qualities be what you please, let it be with the fragrance of lily-bells and bursting violets. full of faults, abundant in discomforts, pinched by Every tint was so light, so transparent, yet so poverty, and darkened by sorrow, still there is intense, that the whole scene looked more like an happiness in coming back to it-still there is no illuminated picture in some splendid missal than a happiness, worthy of the name, conceivable away real corner of the visible world ; against the glowfrom it. It is the soul's native element, and out of ing west, one almost expected to see in sharp relief it there is for her no healthy growth or free devel- the serene form and angel face of the maid-mother, opment-nothing better than a sickly hot-house life, with the wondrous babe cradled on her bosom. brief and evanescent, or an untimely withering, a Night too, seemed coming onward with a half-play
CHAPTER THE LAST.
ful stealthiness, like one who should say to a child, “I hate sarcasm in every shape," said Aunt “Only let me hide your eyes for a few minutes, Peggy, who had been not a little amused to observe and you shall see what fresh beauties I will make the slight touch of earnest in this badinage; Everready for you by the morning!" Edith felt Ever- ard having kindled because Edith's friend was ard's hand clasp gently upon her own, and as she attacked, and Edith because she thought Frank gazed forth in quiet perfect happiness, she could not spo sharply to Everard, yet both having so combut remember ihe autumn sunset which she had pletely the air and tone of pleasantry, that it re watched from the foot of the oak in Beechwood quired a very delicate observer to detect the tiny Park-she could not but think how cheaply the edge of seriousness which had sharpened their spring had been purchased by the intervening win- wit. ter. Cheaply, indeed! Alas for those whose win- “ Yes, but you don't hate jokes, do you ?" said ter ends not yet even for them there shall one day Everard; “ and in friendship, you know, (taking it be a spring, when the heavens and the earth are for granted that there is such a thing,) apparent made new, if only they keep their patience and their sarcasms must always be either jokes or mistakes." faith.
" True," replied Frank, “unless one of the “And now tell me the news from Mrs. Dalton,” friends is in a passion with the other, which will said Aunt Peggy; "you said you had a long letter sometimes happen, you know.” from her."
“Oh, then I don't call them sarcasms at all," “I dare say,” cried Frank; "she is just the sort interposed Edith ; " the man who utters them does of person to write half-a-dozen sheets at a time, not at the time see their real meaning, and is the crossed all over so as to make a multitude of little first to disown it when the anger is past. Anger, squares with an I at every corner. In the language or irritated feeling, you know, makes one very of her own nonsensical philosophy, she is a capital often use words the true sense of which we should specimen of the universal Me.",
indignantly disclaim; and perhaps we are slow to “My dear Frank, your hatred of poor Mrs. Dal- confess it, only because we are slow to perceive it, ton amounts to a real monomania. But this accu- never having really intended it.” sation of egotism is quite a new one—and about as “ And so,” said Mr. Verner, interrogatively, correct as your quotation from her philosophy, as you would excuse every kind of injustice on the you call it.,
plea that it was done in anger and unconsciously?” “ There are a great many different ways of being “ Not excuse it," cried Edith; “oh, no! conegotistical," grumbled Frank.
demn it, deplore it, repent it, whenever I think of “Quite true, my dear fellow,” said Everard, it-only entreating that it should not be supposed encouragingly. • Keep to those grand general to be the habit of my mind, and that therefore I observations, and you will be comparatively safe. should not be hardly judged in future because of it. I'll provide you with the practical instances--for Yet even such hard judgment, I suppose, is only example, one of the commonest forms of egotism is a fitting punishment, and should therefore be taken intolerance of all modes of thinking and feeling with meekly.” which we don't exactly sympathize ourselves.” “ Yes," said Mr. Verner; "we are not, I think,
“I don't understand that," began Frank. the best judges of the measure of severity which “I dare say not,” remarked Everard, quietly. our own faults deserve."
“Oh! you shan't put me down in that manner, “And now for Mrs. Dalton," said Aunt Peggy. resumed Frank; “I know very well you were “ First, let me tell her wonderful piece of news," speaking sarcastically"
replied Edith, blushing in spite of herself. “Mr. “ It is quite a comfort to your friends to find that Thornton is going to be married !" you understood so much,” interrupted Everard. “ Mr. Thornton!” said Everard and Frank in a * Suppose you meditate upon the rest, while we breath. go on with our conversation, and tell us how far “Yes,"
"continued Edith. “ Now please listen you have got an hour hence.'
quietly, for it is very wonderful, and I scarcely “I appeal to the company from this satirical think you will believe it. He is going to be margentleman,” cried Frank-" appeal to Mr. Ver- ried to Alice Brown.” Is not sarcasm form of egotism?”
“ What a triumph for simple goodness !” ex“A very metaphysical question,” said Mr. Ver- claimed Aunt Peggy.
“but I think I may answer yes, inasmuch as “I am most excessively sorry to hear it,” obit seems to imply a state of self-satisfaction, and served Frank, whose opinions, or rather feelings, contempt for others."
were as invincible as they were hearty and genu“I think it is about the worst form there is,” ine. “She is not very attractive, to be sure, but said Frank, complacently.
she is a gentle, good girl, and is worthy of a better " And I perfectly agree with you,” rejoined lot than being tied for life to a heartless dundy." Edith, but you know what follows from that.” “Let me speak a word for him," said Mr. Ver* What?" inquired he.
“ He has many noble qualities, though cir" That it is about the unkindest accusation which cumstances, and a deplorable feebleness of will, one friend could bring against another-in earnest." have hitherto combined to keep them in the back
*Oh! if Edith is going to take up your defence, ground. But I have every hope for his future. I Philip, I must surrender at discretion,” exclaimed saw symptoms in him when I was last with him, Frank. “ The rebuke is quite sentimental, but it of the uprising of another spirit than that which does n't touch me, you know, because I was n't in has hitherto ruled his life; and perhaps no better earnest."
proof of it could be given than his present choice “So people always say when they are proved as most certainly he could have found no surer safewrong," observed Edith, demurely.
guard against a relapse. As for her, I am almost “ People may, but I don't,” said Frank, bluntly. afraid to say how highly I think of her; she is “At any rate, I always confess my faults—that is eminently what a woman should ever be—the amto say, if you give me a little time to make sure of panion and the consoler." them. So now let us go back to Mrs. Dalton." “Well, I am glad to hear you say so much,'