A Parallel.

The warm-hearted and ardent-headed Hibernian, when he is convinced of the infidelity of his fair partner, makes no scruple of punishing her and her guilty lover, and shooting them both through the body. Here a husband will get rid of a wife he is already tired of, whom he has perverted first by his own ill-example; but he will first take care to get something by her, and fill his purse. Nature is at first shocked at the conduct of the former, not reflecting that in this instance, he shews himself truly her off. spring. He loved his wife, perhaps he loves her still; then what is life without her? The thoughts of an ignominious death, which may follow his rash action, does not enter his mind. His happiness here, by the infidelity of his wife, is blighted for ever. And if her depraved conduct creates hatred in that breast, where love has once reigned, does he think of gaining a paltry pittance by pro

A French Husband.

claiming his infamy to the world? No, bravely impetuous, he punishes her guilt himself; nor lets the seducer escape, if he can get him in his power.

As to the harmony subsisting between Lord and Lady Ingleby, it is the common-place detail of a crim. con. trial. People in high life, and knowing no other behaviour than politeness of manners, will never break out in recriminations or asperity before the world, particularly in the presence of those who are come on a visit, to reside under their roof, for a short period of time, unless they are notoriously unhappy in their union indeed.

It is urged, that Lady Ingleby was an affectionate wife; Lord Ingleby an attentive husband; so is a polished Frenchman, who marries a woman he dislikes, and intrigues with every one who falls in his way yet what obsequions lover

My Lord not perfectly right.

could shew himself more outwardly aux petits soins to the most adored mistress, than he does to Madame son Epouse?

When the unhappy Lady Ingleby was accused by her lord of her crime, her own heart and conscience told her, she was guilty. She denied, she confessed nothing! but filed in a distracted moment from the dwelling of her injured husband. Her letters, which were so incorrectly exposed in order to criminate Sir Charles Grainger, seem, if read with precision, to prove that something was not altogether right on the part of Lord Ingleby, whom she appears to endeavour to draw towards her by the strength of her affection. She warns him against fraud and deceit, and the irritation they constantly produce in the mind of the person deceived.

It is hard if a lady is to be denied the society of a male friend, of agreeable

A male friend to a Wife.

and elegant manners, either at her own dwelling, or to accompany her in walking; and though there is no doubt left of Lady Ingleby's guilt, we are sorry to be compelled to say so; yet why are such flimzy proofs adduced, as there is, in general, on these occasions? A wife is always criminated on the testimony of servants!

If a lady separates from a female domestic when she meets a gentleman of rank in her walks, that is brought forward as a convincing proof of her infidelity to her husband; as if a nurserymaid ought to walk familiarly with a ti tled lady and an ambassador! This would be adopting the system of equality indeed! "Est modus in rebus, sunt certi denique fines."

Better, much better will it be for Lady Ingleby to quit her seducer *, and

There is something glaringly shocking and truly intolerable in the conduct of an adultress, whọ, after

Reflections.

employ her days in retirement, and the deploring of her fault. To her husband's roof she can never return; his doors will for ever be closed against her re-entrance; let her endeavour by her future conduct to deserve that pity the compassionate part of the world are in a degree yet disposed to afford her; and which she must for ever lose by continuing to live in a professed state of guilty infidelity: resolutely

witnessing her shame publicly proclaimed in a respectable and nearly infallible court of justice, flies to the perfidious arms of the man who has deprived her of true happiness and real pleasure, and scandalously lives with him, walks and rides with him, pays visits and receives company with him, as if the sacred ties of matrimony had joined their hands. Meanwhile the injured husband sets melancholy at home, deploring his misfortune, and the loss of a treasure much above the damages allowed him.

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