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birth of Louis (afterwards the Sixteenth of that name) she property he had in the world, — £1,200, 3-per-cents, - and urged upon the king, in place of fèles and fireworks emigrating to western Canada. distribute food among the poor of Paris during one month, “I don't think I would do that, pa,” said Alice: "you and to endow six hundred poor girls with six hundred are too old, my dear. Stay here and fight it out." livres each; and in 1759 she sent her own plate and some “I am only forty-five," returned the Rev. James, " and I of her treasures to the mint for public use. To literary am as strong as a horse; but now that this young prig of a men and artists she was a most munificent patroness; nobleman has come to back up the Rector and the Archmany an one whose works have become the delight of pos- deacon, I had better go at once than stay too long." terity might have languished and died in obscurity and “ We don't know that he is a prig, pa,” said Alice. neglect had it not been for the fostering care of Pompa- “ He took a first,” said the Rev. James; "and I know dour; and under a king utterly indifferent to intellectual what that means with a nobleman." pursuits men of letters and art rose to a more independent “ Well, my dear,” said Alice, “ you would have taken one position than they could claim under the ostentatious pat- if


could have afforded the coaching." ronage of Louis the Fourteenth.

« It don't matter," sail the Rev. James. “ His mind is It has been said that her patronage of art and letters, poisoned against me, and I will not stand it any longer.” far from being the result of an innate love of them, was “ You don't know that his mind is poisoned against you,” but the desire to raise a nobility of genius to counterbal- urged Alice. “ Hear the man.” ance the nobility of birth, behind which former she shel- “I

suppose I must,” said the Rev. James, with a vexed tered her own plebeian origin. Such a scheme might air. “ But I'll tell you what I will do. I will walk over to have been mingled in her mind with more disinterested the Bishop this afternoon, get a bed there, and come back and spontaneous motives; but to deny all genuine love to-morrow morning." of intellectual pursuits to one who proved herself to be so “Could not you borrow farmer Willesden's horse ?” asked exquisite an adept in several, would be to yield to an unjust Alice; “ fourteen miles is a long walk." prejudice. To enter into all the intricacies of diplomacy, “ I can't borrow his horse, for to-morrow is market-day, and to even altemp! to guide the state affairs of so great a and he will want it. He would lend it to me, and say he nation as France during so critical a period of her history, did not want it; but I am obliged to him too much already, arguel a power of mind that but few women have pos- God bless him! How much money have we?” sessed. But did it argue no genius to sustain during

“ Thirteen and sixpence.” nineteen years her empire over the cold-hearted, fickle “Give me five, old girl,” said the Rev. James, “ because, Louis, to amuse his morbid melancholy by an ever-changing if the palace is full, I must sleep at the inn. Where is variety of brilliant amusements ? Surely great inventive Charles ? " faculties were required for such a task.

“Oh! I forgot to tell you, Charles has got three days' Even hostile historians admit that during her régime it work with the railway surveyors, at seven-and-sixpence a was less the age of Louis the Fifteenth than that of Pompa- day. His mathematics come in very well there : I wish it dour — that the taste which reigned in design, in fashions, would lead to something permanent.” in manners, in poesy, in every art of her time, carries her " Is there any thing owing in the village ?” asked the seal, and yet in the very same page they will assert that Rev. James. she left little or no trace upon her age! To her taste and “ One-and-sixpence to the butcher,” said Alice; “but I talent France owes the first impetus which has since made will slip round and pay that.” her pre-eminent in art manufactures. In the streets of “Do so, old girl; and if Charles comes home before I am Paris are yet to be traced her designs, and in the magnifi- back, give him my love, and tell him where I am gone.” cent establishment at Sévres, still unsurpassed, if not And so the reverend gentleman put two half-crowns in his unrivalled, she has left one of the most splendid monu- pocket, took his stick, and walked stoutly away to the ments that her country can boast.

Bishop I have no desire to gloze over the faults of this woman, The Rev. James Mordaunt was a curate of Sprowston, or to elevate her into a heroine much wronged by posterity; with a salary of £120 a year, and a private income of £35 neither am I prepared to receive as veracious all the arising from the £1,200 before spoken of. On this income abominable tales told against her by the scandalous chroni- he had married, and his wife had died three years aftercles published during and after the Revolution, of which wards, leaving him to bring up a boy and a girl, Charles the sole purpose was to blacken and degrade monarchy and Alice, in the most grinding poveriy. Charles was now and all its belongings with the most unblushing mendaci- | twenty-one, and his sister nineteen, both of them marvels ties. My only object is to present her as she was one of beauty and intelligence. Mr. Mordaunt had nothing to who, after making all allowance for her vicious life and for give them but learning, example, and love; and he gave all the bitter evils she brought upon France, was not an them all these three things without stint. Too hopelessly utterly redeemless demon of iniquity, but a guilty, erring poor to give much in charity, he was more deeply loved by woman — one who, however morally destitute she might be, the poor than any man for miles round; and his son and still possessed brilliant talents, which were frequently daughter shared the love which was their father's due, and employed for the good of art, literature, and her country. they deserved it. Knowing absolutely nothing of the out

side world, except what their father had told them from old

recollections, they grew up perfectly innocent and contented, AN EPISODE IN THE LIFE OF CHARLES MOR

supposing that other poor people's lives were much like

their own. DAUNT.

Their father was a tremendous power in their little world, - there was no appeal from him. The magistrates made

room for his shabby coat on the bench, and were relieved “LORD BARNSTAPLE presents his compliments to the

when he was gone, taking his handsome, inexorable face Reverend James Mordaunt, and will do himself the honor and his withering oratory with him. The boldest farmer to wait on him at 1 P.M., on Thursday next, the 27th of grew pale if he appeared to eat his eighteenpenny worth at July, to discuss parochial matters. An answer would the market ordinary: they wondered among one another oblige."

whose turn it was for a few stinging and never-to-be-forgotten Crowshoe Castle. 25. 7. 53.

words. The lash of the man's satire brought blood, and

blood which took a long time in healing ; but the man's life This document looks innocent and harmless at first, but was so blameless, so noble, and so pure, that, as years went it fell like a thunderbolt in the quiet household of the on, the very stupidest farmers began to see that he was Rev. James Mordaunt. No one was with him when he re- living consistently that life which he discoursed on every ceived it but his daughter Alice; he at once handed it to Sunday from the pulpit - the life of Christ. He made her, and announced his intention of selling out the only them fear him first; they got to love him afterwards.


He came suddenly from Oxford with a young wife, and job fell into his hands which enabled him to retire with he at once began fighting everybody; he took up the case honor. The second son of Lord Barnstaple was requested of the agricultural poor, and fought the farmers more like to retire from Eton without further delay, and did so retire. a fiend than a decent English clergyman.

He had no Lord Barnstaple was at Cannes when he heard of this money, which was a disadvantage; and he had less than no terrible blow; but he wrote to the bishop, and the bishop, influence, which was possibly worse. But he fought on for then very infirm, wrote that Easy was always the man in all that, through thick and thin. It was a long and dark

these cases.

Lord Barnstaple sent Lord Edward Hemling night for him after his wife died, and when he had to wake to Mr. Easy with a letter in which certain contingencies up in the morning and find she was not by his side, but in were mentioned if the lad could be got through his examthe cold churchyard outside the window. It was a long ination for the army. It has been said that the old nobleand bitter struggle to rear those two poor children without man promised him a thousand pounds and his next living; any money at all; but the man won. People generally - and it has also been said that when Lord Edward Hemling lords, squires, magistrates, farmers began to be aware of arrived, and was examined by the Rev. Mr. Easy, that the a pale, handsome, and very poor man, with twice the brains reverend gentleman scratched his head and told his wife and three times the debating power of any of them, who that he did not half like the job. Encouraged by her, howwent up and down their little world, not pleading for the ever, she being ten times more unscrupulous than himself, poor, but ordering that the law of the land should be put in he undertook the matter. Then follows a very add force in their favor.

and dark story. A young man, a printer, was sentenced to The poor, as a matter of course, took to him at once; the six months' hard labor för stealing some papers two days farmers were longer in winning, for they said that he made before the examination. Duplicate proofs were taken, and mischief, as he certainly did. But one day at the market only one set were found on the young man (now married dinner Farmer Willesden, his chief opponent at first, saw and conducting a flourishing printing business in Ontario); that although he had often “ caught it " from Mr. Mordaunt, as to what had become of the other set the young man was yet he always, somehow, found Mr. Mordaunt in the right; most discreetly silent, and he did his six months with a joyand, that Mr. Mordaunt was as game to stand between land- ous alacrity which won him the good opinion of every ofilord and tenant as he was to stand between farmer and la- cial in Coldbath Fields. In the mean time Lord Edward borer. In short, Mr. Mordaunt had won the respect of the had passed his examination, and had joined a regiment of farmers; and such is the bull-headed persistency of those the foot-guards, and after three months was requested to exgentlemen, that if you once gain their confidence you must change for being drunk at mess. A meeting of the Guards' be an utter fool to lose it again.

Club unanimously expelled him, and he shortly afterwards When he first came into the parish the lord of the manor, joined a West India regiment on the west coast of Africa; Lord Barnstaple, was very old, and was devoting the re- and in spite of all that his hard-worked brother officers mainder of a very busy and well-spent life to politics; when could do for him by advice and assistance, he died of drink he was not in his place in the House of Lords he was at and fever. Cannes. The Bishop was also very old and very cynical, Still Mr. Easy had fulfilled his bargain with Lord Barnhaving been throughout all his life a politician far more staple, and Lord Barnstaple was not a man who forgot. On than an ecclesiastic, a writer of pamphlets more than a the rector's death Mr. Easy came into the living of Sprowpreacher. The Rector of Sprowston was also infirm and ston, and all the Lord Barnstaples in the world could not quite unfit for his duties. Lord Barnstaple was a very put him out of it. Besides, he knew things about Lord strong Whig, and it was to his influence that the Bishop Edward which it was impossible to talk about in society, but owed his position, while the infirm rector was also a Whig about which there was nothing to prevent his talking now that and an old college friend of Lord Barnstaple's. What be- he had got every thing he could possibly get; he had, theretween whiggery and old age, not one of the three interfered fore, the whip hand of Lord Barnstaple, and, having been in any way with Mr. Mordaunt; but time brought changes, a rogue all his life, he would not scruple to use it if it suited and at the time when Mr. Mordaunt had got everybody with his purpose.

The only thing which' kept Mr. Mordaunt's him the old rector died. He sent for Mr. Mordaunt on his house over his head was this : death-bed, and urged him to persevere in his present course Lord Bideford, the eldest son of Lord Barnstaple, was as long as he lived.

a very different man to his brother Lord Edward. He was “I have wasted my life in politics, Mordaunt,” he said, by another mother. Lord Barnstaple had married, first,

I would have done what you are doing. I earnestly Lady Alice Barty, the beauty of a family which has given beg of you to persevere. Remember my words and don't us some of our best statesmen, and by her he had Lord give up. One of the reasons why I am loth to die, even Bideford. A long time after her death his lordship made now, is, that you have got a worthless man and tyrant com- a most imprudent marriage, and the less which is said about ing. I could not stop it; Lord Barnstaple wishes to be rid that the better; the offspring of this marriage was Lord of the man, and make him hold his tongue; so he has Edward. Lord Bideford was a very silent young man, and shelved him here. I have extorted a promise from Lord no one seemed to know any thing about him, save that he Barnstaple that you are not to be removed, save at your own had taken a “first” at Oxford, and was very silent in Parwish — that is all which I could do. Be as wise as a ser- liament. Now, in the course of nature, Lord Bideford pent, and as harmless as a dove. Good-by, my dear Mor- would soon be Lord Barnstaple, and master of Crowshoe. daunt: I wish I was young again, and able to stand beside Mrs. Easy, who was fond of dress and show, was very you. You will find that I have left you my private sacra- anxious to have the entrée of that castle; and, as some mental plate; take it as an earnest of what might have been rumors had reached her as to the fact that the young lord if I had been younger. Good-by.”

was not only very silent but very obstinate, she urged on So the good old fellow died, and the Rev. L. Easy reigned her husband that it would be very impolitic to take ultimate in his stead. Mr. Easy was the greatest of all bear leaders measures with regard to Mr. Mordaunt until they had of ancient or modern times : for winking at or ignoring vice gathered the opinions of Lord Bideford. Meanwhile she among rich young men he was a Petronius Arbiter: in ex- quite agreed to the plan of leading him the life of a dog, panding on the virtues of a protecting family he was a and making his resignation his own act: they could get a Horace. The worst of it was that he was a dunce, and young man cheaper by sixty pounds, and that would enable when the pestilent system of competitive examination came her to go to London every year, in it was discovered that, although the famous Letmedown Mr. Mordaunt was a very mild High-Churchman, and had Easy could still conceal or palliate the vices of his pupils, introduced some extremely mild alterations in the church he was utterly unable to get them through their examina- service, after a long consultation with the farmers; who, tions. He found his old trade going from under his feet and being every one of them Conservatives, gladly acquiesced into the hands of honest men; he had saved money, but it in what he did when he pointed out to them that he was would never pay him to invest in the employment of coaches; simply carrying out the directions of the Prayer-book, on he was as nearly as possible retiring from the trade when a which they pinned their faith. He shortened the services



individually, although the actual length of them was greater lost a bishopric by slightly rattling at the wrong time. He than ever. lle had a communion at eight o'clock every was a kinsman of Easy's, and was not best pleased at finding Sunday morning, which was well attended; and, in fact, did his kinsman there; for the ugly old story about Lord Edquietly and exactly what the Prayer-book told him to do. ward's examination papers was still spoken of, and, like all He made also, on the other hand, great friends with the dis- untruths, was believed in. Two courses only were open to senting minister (Wesleyan); and they had hot arguments the archdeacon, either to throw his kinsman overboard, or in their walks as to what John Wesley would say if he to back him up through thick and thin. After due thought, knew that his followers had seceded from the establishment he chose the latter. after his death. Then an Irish harvestman fell ill in his What induced Mr. Mordaunt just at this time to preach parish; and when Mr. Mordaunt found that he was a Roman a sermon before his new rector, airing his views as regarded Catholic, he borrowed farmer Willesden's horse and gig, the spiritual sovereignty of the Queen, no man can tell. It drove to the nearest town where there was a Roman Catho- is enough that he did it, and that Mr. Easy requested him lic priest, and fetched him over in triumph in broad day- to hand over the original MS. in the vestry for immediate light, and insisted on his staying all night, asking one conveyance to the old Bishop. The old man read it in bed or two of the farmers, and his friend the dissenting while Mr. Easy was taking lunch, and then called Mr. Easy minister, to meet him in the evening. The evening passed to his bedside. off in the most charming manner; though the Wesleyan “ This is a curious sermon, Mr. Easy," said the Bishop; minister afterwards told Mr. Mordaunt that he was vexed “and Mr. Mordaunt is a very curious man; but you had at not being able to hold his own in learning, with the man much better make friends with him than quarrel with him. of the Establishment, or the Romanist. Farmer Willesden You will never get on in that parish if you do." was so taken with the Romanist, that he sent him a pair of Mr. Easy thought differently, and put every possible anspring chickens on Good Friday, in all innocence, thinking noyance he could in Mr. Mordaunt's way, until that gentlethat it would be a delicate attention, under the impression man began to think of giving up the whole thing, and emithat Good Friday was the great holiday of the Romish grating. Two changes happened, however, which made Church.

him hang on, - Lord Barnstaple and the old Bishop died Now, all these lapsarian backslidings from grace were within one week. very soon told to the Rev. Letmedown Easy, by the admir- The new bishop was an old friend of his; and when he ing farmers. That they were abominable and audacious, no went to the palace received him with open arms. On the one could deny; the question was, how to utilize them with occasion of his first visit, Mr. Mordaunt said nothing at all Lord Bideford, and procure the removal of Mr. Mordaunt about his troubles. Mr. Easy, however, saved him that without shutting up Crowshoe Castle. They could save trouble by stating his case to the new, young, and vigorsixty pounds a year by getting rid of Mr. Mordaunt. ous bishop without delay. The new bishop heard them

The first question with this worthy pair was this: what with the greatest patience and attention, and afterwards was Lord Bideford ? Lord Barnstaple was a shining light said, “I cannot see myself that there is any case against among the evangelicals, and it was notorious that his brother- him. You say that his continuation there is scandalous. in-law had practically appointed the last five bishops. Ho As the French say, 'Voulez-vous preciser votre accusation?"" was too old to be taken into the calculations, however; and That was very difficult, Mr. Easy said, after a few mothe question was, what were Lord Bideford's religious ments. “ He associates with the farmers.” opinions? It was a very difficult question to answer. Lord “That is very good,” said the Bishop.“ That is an old Bideford certainly attended, with great diligence and reg- habit of my own.' ularity, the afternoon service at All Saints, Margaret Street; “ His son takes work in the fields, and takes money for but he was also to be seen at Vere Street, listening to Mr. it.” Maurice, and he frequently preached at Field Lane; a most “Sooner than loaf, cheat, or beg,” said the Bishop. “I tiresome and puzzling young man! But Field Lane and am sorry that the son of an educated gentleman like Morhis preaching there did the business. He might listen to daunt should be brought so low; but the early Christians Maconochie, Stopford Brooke – to any one, in short; but did that same thing. St. Paul was only a tent-maker, you the fact of his preaching under the presidency of Lord know, Mr. Easy. Is there any thing against the young Shaftesbury settled the question: the man was an evangeli- man's character? Is he the sort of young man who would cal, like his father.

have come in your way in your former line of business, Consequently the Rev. Letmedown Easy became violently Mr. Easy ?” evangelical, according to his view of evangelicalism. The Mr. Easy, devoutly wishing the Bishop somewhere, releader of that party in the church remonstrated with him in plied that there was nothing against the young man in a an angry manner about what he did, and went so far as to moral point of view.". tell him that he was persecuting a better man than himself. Well,” said the Bishop, “it is a most disgraceful scanBut Lord Bideford was silent; and so Mr. Easy saw Crow- dal. Here is a man like Mordaunt, a man worth twenty shoe Castle open to him.

such men as you or 1, Mr. Easy, obliged to send his son However, the principal thing in hand was to force Mr. into the harvest-field for a living. It is the most shameful Morlaunt to resign. He began with the farmers, trying to thing I ever heard of.” undermine his influence with them. They at once burnt So the Archdeacon and Mr. Easy took very little by him in effigy on the village green, and, assisted by their their motion. Mr. Mordaunt came over to the Bishop by hinds, howled outside his house so long, that Mr. Easy fled summons, and spent the day with him. They talked over to the cellar for refuge. He failed with the farmers; but many old matters, and at the end Mr. Mordaunt asked the he had farmer Willesden up at petty sessions for language Bishop what he knew about the new Lord Barnstaple. likely to provoke a breach of the peace. The chairman fined Exactly nothing," said the Bishop. “I think that he Willesden five shillings, and he put two pounds in the poor- is a terrible prig, and will probably assist Easy, who saved box.

Willesden, meeting Mr. Easy outside the court, re- his half-brother from disgrace, and who was a nominee of peated the language, I regret to say, with adjectives. The Barnstaple's father. Meanwhile, go home, old friend, comchairman, Sir Pitchcroft Cockpole, said to Mr. Easy, after- mit no indiscretions, and hold your own." wards, “You had better leave that man Mordaunt alone. Things were exactly in this state when Mr. Mordaunt He has been master here for a few years, and he is likely to received the intimation of Lord Barnstaple's visit. He remain master."

was very anxious about that visit, and, as we have seen beMr. Easy's hands were, however, considerably strength- fore, walked away to his old friend, the Bishop, to consult ened by a new archdeacon, a man by no means of the him. The Bishop made him stay all night, and all the “Grantly” type of archdeacon. He and Easy had more next day, and the next night. The Dean and the Precenthan once played into one another's hands, it was said, tor, cunning men when there was a kindly, Christian act to though that was extremely improbable, for the archdeacon be done, begged of him, as a personal favor, to stay over was one of the most cautious men in creation, and had only the day and intone for the Precentor, who had a conven

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ient cough. Mr. Mordaunt could intone with the best of “To Mary Willesden ? " them, and so he spent a whole happy day under the glori

“ To the same young lady. I suppose he has done very ous old arches, doing service after service.

wrong, but that is a matter of detail. He was caught try"I feel young again, Bishop,” he said at night, when ing to see her, but I will go over and make it all right for they were going to bed; “I will sing matins and go home.” him to-morrow.

And after matins away he went, walking, and thinking “I knew he loved her, father; but I did not think of this. what preparations Alice had been making for Lord Barn- Our Charles is an honest man, and we can hold up our staple, but not much caring, for the cathedral music was in heads before fifty Lord Barnstaples when he comes.” his ears, and so he sang

Mr. Mordaunt went round to farmer Willesden's at once, He arrived in the afternoon, and, opening his own door, and after a somewhat difficult interview the farmer agreed passed into the parlor. His daughter Alice was standing to go to Barum the next morning, to scold Charles, and to bail beside the chimney-piece, and with her was a tall and strong him out. They went, but Charles had been discharged five man, whom he knew well, the inspector of police. hours previously, and was gone no one knew whither.

Alice was ghastly pale, and was moistening her dry lips The next day came the following letter from Charles :with her tongue.

“ Papa,” she said, “ here is Inspector Morton, who has “MY DEAR Father, — I greatly regret that I have debeen waiting for you."

ceived you for the first time in my life; and I ought, I supMr. Mordaunt saw that something was very wrong, and pose, to regret that I cannot regret it. he left off humming a Gregorian chant to say, “ How do, “ My life was utterly unendurable. I had no opening, and Morton ? Come after me? I don't think you gentlemen no chance of any opening in the world. With the education practise in the ecclesiastical courts. You will have to take a gentleman I was leading the life of a clodhopper. Only me in execution for unpaid costs in the ecclesiastical court one thing prevented me from enlisting in a dragoon regisome day; but my time is not come yet."

ment, and that was my love for Mary Willesden. She urged “ Pipa,” said Alice,“ don't joke; it is Charles."

on me that I could never marry her if I turned soldier. I “What has he been doing ?” said Mr. Mordaunt. was at one time actually desperate; I am so no longer,

“O father! don't break down; he is arrested for burg- thanks to Tom Harvey." lary."

Mr. Mordaunt paused. “ Tom Harvey,” he thought, “ the “Charles arrested for burglary !” exclaimed Mr. More miller's son. Why, Tom Harvey has got a mill in Canada.” daunt, laughing “ No: this is very good this is as good “ He was,” the letter went on, “ Mary Willesden's cousin, as a play. Easy will make something of this. Leave the as you know. He was a great friend of mine when we were room, old girl, and let me talk to the inspector.”

boy's together. He has done very well in Ontario, and is “What is this story, Inspector ?" said Mr. Mordaunt, making his fortune. He came over here four months ago on when his daughter was gone.

commercial business, and I met him in Barnstaple. “ Well, sir, I am sorry to tell you that Mr. Charles is in “He asked me to come back with himn to Canada; but I custody for attempted burglary at Barnstaple."

demurred about leaving Mary. He then began to urge on “ But that is forty miles away,” said Mr. Mordaunt, "and me the plan of marrying her secretly and telling of it afterthe whole thing is ridiculous.”

wards. He said that it often occurred in Canada and in the " It looks so, sir; but he was watched into a door, and United States, that a young man would marry a young wo then out of the same door, two hours after, and was cap- man, and leave her with her mother until he had got a home tured."

for her. At last I determined to do so; and one reason of “ But, my good inspector, this is perfect midsummer mad- my secresy was, that I knew that you were in trouble with ness. My son is incapable of such an act.”

the Rector and the Archdeacon. We were married two months The inspector came close to Mr. Mordaunt and whis- ago. Tom Harvey, whose time was out in England, repered in his ear. As he whispered to him, Mr. Mordaunt's turned from London to Barnstaple, and urged me more face grew more and more ashy pale, and at last he begged strongly than ever to come to Canada with him in a brig lim to desist, and staggered to a chair.

which is taking slates to Quebec. I consented ; but of After a few minutes he raised his ghastly face to the in- course, I had to tell Mary. She arranged to let me in quietspector's, and said, “ I would sooner that it had been burg- ly, and I went in and stayed for two hours. As I came lary than that."

out, the police got hold of me, and I should have been tried “No doubt, sir,” said the inspector; “we know your for burglary if Tom Harvey and his aunt had not made it all principles about here, and we know Mr. Charles's princi- right. Tom has paid my passage, and has lent me money. ples also. There ain't two men more loved in these parts As for my darling wife, father, you and Alice must take care than you two. But you bave not heard me out, sir. That of her until I claim her. I regret to say that, if all goes Inspector Bryan is a fool, sir. I was over to Barum yes- well, you will find yourself a grandfather before I return. terday, and I went and see Master Charles, and he give me Now I must have your forgiveness; and, with love to Alice, the office, and I went and got this.”

I say good-by, and God bless you ! There came a flush into Mr. Mordaunt's pale face as he

“ CHARLES MORDAUNT." looked at the little paper, which I have noticed in the face of more than one middle-aged man. The lordly and im- Mr. Mordaunt and farmer Willesden had a long confabuperial look of the young bridegroom is not more lordly lation over this letter; and old Lady Ascot says that they than the look of the young grandfather. Mordaunt held had three pints of small ale and a vast number of pipes over his head higher than he had ever done since he led his it. If there is one quality more than another which adorns bride out of church three-and-twenty years ago. What her ladyship, it is that of inexorable truth. I had the honor was Easy to him now? what was the Archdeacon? In his of asking her at a grand party one night, whether she was new pride they might go hang themselves.

quite sure that they only had three pints and not four. She “ Now, how did all this come out, Inspector ? said he. replied that it was only three, and, as she drew the beer “ That is as you think, sir," said the inspector.

herself, she ought to know. And so I disputed the fact no “We must not leave her in a false position,” said Mr. longer. Mordaunt.”

"Well, parson,” said farmer Willesden, “ so my daughter “ Certainly not,” said the inspector.

is married to a gentleman! Who'd have thought it? "I will step round to the old man first, and tell him the “To a beggar, you mean, I think,” said Mr. Mordaunt. truth," said Mr. Mordaunt. And the inspector departed. “ There ain't nought of a beggar about he,” said farmer Mr. Mordaunt went up to his daughter's room, and found Willesden, laughing. “ How sly they was about it, pretty her crying in bed. “ Alice,” he said, “ you must listen to me.” dears! Don't you

love 'em, parson? “ About Charles?"

" I don't quite understand about it, farmer,” said Mr. “ Yes, about Charles. Charles bas been married for two Mordaunt. "I did not miss Mary, at all. Why was she months, without my knowledge.”

at Barnstaple ?"


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A very

“Oh! why, she wanted to go there to be finished; and so land than this. See, pretty : I have twelve hundred pounds, I sent her."

which would be a fortune to him, and which I will freely * To be finished !”

give if he can establish himself. Why, we are wealthy “ Ah, at the boariling-school. And she stayed there long people, my love. Now, leave crying; we shall be rich enough to make her marriage in Barum legal; and so they there." was asked there, and they was married there. Don't e'e " I only cry, sir, because I am so happy,” said Mary; “I



to him, but he shall not return to me.” “ They have both deceived us sadly, farmer.”

However, none of these sentimentalities could put off the “What would you have 'em do?” cried the farmer. inexorable arrival of Lord Barnstaple, now delayed for two “When you made love to your poor lady that's gone, did you days, his lordship having had to make a speech at the go and tell your mother ?”

county agricultural meeting, which was given in the Times " I certainly did not,” said Mr. Mordaunt.

at full length, and which most carefully expressed nothing “ Then you deceived her sadly," said the farmer.

at all about the movements of the Opposition. Lord Barnall do it. If young folks mean to come together they'll do staple rode up to Mr. Mordaunt's door at half-past twelve, it, and small blame to them. However, your son has behaved and, finding no groom, led his horse round to the stable, like an honorable and good young man to my daughter, took off his bridle, and put a halter on him, took off the sadwhich is more to the purpose.'

dle, and then came out to the pump with a bucket to get “ In marrying her, leaving her on our hands, and running him a pail of water. away to Canada!” said Mr. Mordaunt, aghast.

At this point Mr. Mordaunt caught him. “ My lord,” • Be sure,” said the farmer. “ He had not got money he said, “ I did not see you arrive. I am ashamed enough to keep her, and so he cut away to Canada to get “ At what ? ” said Lord Barnstaple. “ At a man attendsome. Lord bless you! if ever fortune was writ in a man's ing to his horse ? • The merciful man is merciful to his face it is writ in Charles's !”

beast,' parson.” “Do you know, Willesden," said Mr. Mordaunt, “ that I No, but I am ashamed that you should have had to see think you are as great a fool as I am.”

to your horse, when I would have done it," said Mr. MorWillesden grinned, but added more seriously, “My girl daunt. inust come away from that school. She had better come to “ The Church of England has got low enough without her mother.”

the spectacle of an ordained minister grooming a noble“ No,” said Mr. Mordaunt, “she must come to me. My man's horse." boy has made, I think, a fool of himself, and her coming “ You will have your own way, my lord.” here, and our making all things public, will stop every one's “I intend to,” said Lord Barnstaple; and then Mr. Mormouth. Don't you see ?

daunt looked at him. Prig he might be, according to our ** It won't do you any good with the Rector and the Arch- good Bishop's views, but a man he certainly was. deacon," said the farmer rather ruefully.

noble looking young man, with a singularly set jaw, and a “Never mind me. I am in trouble so hard with them curious reticence of expression which puzzled Mr. Mordaunt that nothing can make it worse. Send her here to-morrow extremely night. And so the farmer departed.

He brought Lord Barnstaple into the parlor, where there

was some simple refreshment: there was no one there but “Dear BISHOP, — My son has married one of my farm- poor Mary, who was courtesying. Mr. Mordaunt asked er's daughters, and has gone to Canada to make a home for where Alice was; and she replied that Alice was gone away. her. The is as innocent and as pure as you are. Please She seemed in great trepidation at the sight of the great give every one the rights of the story.

lord, and Mr. Mordaunt did really wish that Ajice had been « JAMES MORDAUNT.” there to receive him. He presented Mary.

“My daughter, my lord. “ DEAR MORDAUNT, — I will do as you desire; but take

“I was not aware that you had two daughters, Mr. Mor

daunt." the young lady into your own house at once; that act will do

“I ought to have said my daughter-in-law,” said Mr. more than all my words. Barnstaple is to be with you to-mor

Mordaunt. “My dear son has made a romantic match, row. I cannot in any way make him out. What it is I cannot conceive. He is an awful prig, and silently dangerous. You

and has gone to Canada to make a home for his bride, must think of this; he may mean you well or ill; if he means

leaving his pretty rosebud of a bride here with us.”
“ Quite so," said Lord Barnstaple.

“ It must have reyou well he can do absolutely nothing for you, beyond bringing his influence to bear on that (here came an era

quired singular resolution to leave such a beautiful bride."

* Ah! but he wanted to stay with her for many years, sure). Easy to keep you in your place : if he mean you Well he can still do nothing; he will not have a living drop

my lord, until his death, not for a poor foolish few, and then ping in these ten years, and he is in opposition, and so he

leave her in poverty. When you think of it, my lord, he

has acted like a man and a gentleman." cannot get you a chancellor's living. The worst men I

There was a brilliance in Lord Barnstaple's eyes when ever have to deal with are Cambridge Conservatives and Oxford Radicals. As a Cambridge man myself, I naturally

Mr. Mordaunt said this, which attracted that gentleman think an Oxford Radical the worst : he is one; mind him.

strangely. Lord Barnstaple only said,

“ That is a very beautiful story. * GEORGE CREDITON..

And you, my dear madam, you are contented to wait ?”

“ I think that he will send for me soon,” she said quietly, Poor frightened Mary Mordaunt, née Willesden, arrived “ for I know that he will as soon as he can. I was down at the home of her husband's father in a great state of to the sea the other day, and the sailors' wives told me that trepidation and terror. But in a quarter of an hour she their husbands were away three years together sometimes. found that she was the most precious thing there. Poverty But there are no more loving wives than sailors' wives. I may be brutalizing to the extremely poor and unrefined;

can wait.” but one of the lessons we can learn froin the French every The man whom the bishop had called a prig looked day, if we choose to know them, is this :

steadily at her, and Mr. Mordaunt saw a tear trickle down among refined people has a most ennobling intluence. his face. Lord Barnstaple was himself in one moment, howTake that little knot of highly-educated paupers in Judea, eighteen hundred years ago, as an example. Mary, the “ May I ask this young lady to retire while we talk buispretty, innocent bride, found herself queen of the establish- iness ?he said. “ We have secrets to talk of, which must be

She was to sleep with Alice, and as they went up trusted to no ears but our own.' Mary hurriedly retired, stairs together, Mr. Mordaunt said,

and Lord Barnstaple, with a bow, opened the door for her, " He has gone to prepare a place for you, darling. Trust and shut it after her. him, and we shall all be together again soon in a happier “ Now, Mr. Mordaunt, as we are alone together, I will

that poverty



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