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Conclusion.

does such a man pass his life time; how much lamented will he sink into the silent grave!

"Illi mors gravis incubat,
Qui notus nimis omnibus,

Ignotus moritur sibi."

SENECA

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THE LATE

COUNTESS OF EASTWOOD;

OR,

THE PENITENT WANDERER.

"Que doit faire un mari quand ou aime sa femme...? Rien."

LAFONT.

THE pride and boast of England; once the shielding safeguard of persecuted royalty, as now the bulwark of an happy and established government, several years ago afforded a name to a beautiful maiden, who was the general admiration of the opposite sex. Amongst others who wore her chains, was the then gallant Lord Tennington, now Earl of Eastwood; who, whatever faults he had, or may still possess, was yet remarkable for never attempting the seduction of elegance and virtue, or even the wish to possess the object of his choice, in any but an honourable way.

Disparity of Fortune.

Lady Eastwood was of a good family, had a finished education, and was lovely in person to a degree of superiority over other women; but her fortune by no means entitled her to the expectation of an union with a nobleman of Lord Tennington's rank and wealthy acquisitions. At the death of an old relation she would most probably have something considerable in landed property: to that his lordship then did not aspire ; though it is now well known, and has been for some years, that, to be the possessor of a prodigious number of acres. of land, while he grumbles at the tax levied upon them, is his lordship's hobbyhorse.

He was, however, and has still shewn himself most elegantly refined in the choice of his wives: how these wives fare with the Sultan who becomes possessor of them is best known in his domestic circle. But we well know that TURKEY is not the only place where husbands ex

A superb Fête.

ercise despotic tyranny over the costlydecked partners of their wealth and selfish embraces.

On the marriage of Lord Tennington with his first wife, his adored Maria, he gave the most elegant rural holiday that had ever been before witnessed in England. Earth seemed ransacked of her choicest luxuries to regale the guests; Arabia lavished her perfumes, every foreign rarity was presented in abundance, and

"Scarcely the Phoenix 'scaped."

The evening concluded with a brilliant Fête Champêtre and ball; and for a few years Lord Tennington was the happiest of men.

He had not been long in possession of the Earldom of Eastwood, when he fancied he beheld a visible change in the manners of his lady towards him: But

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