A Comparison with Self.

from rant or the affectation of action, marked the servant of God, and not the. theatrical declaimer. His text was "He was eyes to the blind!"—

The Duchess was wrapped in fixed attention she perceived the mercy, the enlarged sentiments, of that religion she had so often put away from her thoughts as a rigid intruder, and which she had so often dared to ridicule; Grosvenor had. made it appear to her senses, mild, sweet and beneficent; ever open, late as well as early, to impart its healing balsam to the mind of the penitent. She felt it all! her outward sight was gone, it turned inward on her conduct; and the sweet hope that Grosvenor held out to her, made her view it without terror, though with a proper sense of shame.

Though a sudden and speedy reformation in the conduct of a woman, who had

The Taste of the Duchess undergoes Alteration.

been so much given up to vanity and dissipation, could not be expected, yet she became, by degrees, more intellectual: when she listened to the faults of her neighbours, she thought, also, of her own: when she heard the characters of the good and virtuous depicted, she felt a sentiment unknown to her before warm her bosom, and a sense of humiliation, to think how much she was inferior her Charlotte became daily more dear to her; and she has been known, sometimes, to warn her son against the vices of fashion, and only to follow implicitly her elegancies and all those customs which were not actually vicious!

In the commencement of that amusement they had planned to enliven their solitude, she always listened, with a distracted kind of attention, to the sketch of a virtuous character, except that of Lady Laura Pemberton, who was

The Marquis prepares himself to read:

always her favourite: but now, they appeared to give her more pleasure than those of the scandalous school: and one evening, when they had found a relaxation from receiving and returning various visits, she requested to hear the history of the Clergyman who had so much interested her.

Lady Charlotte, who had a very particular talent at catching likenesses, and often amused herself in sketching the physiognomy of curious characters whom she had met in society, or abroad in her walks, happened to have delineated the most prominent features of the Reverend Gentleman merely in pencil; and taking her drawing-board from off the pianoforte, she placed it before the Marquis whilst he was reading. He smiled, and admired the correctness and delicacy of the performance, but said not a word, lest the Duchess should have felt more keenly

Conclusion.

the privation of sig; a delicate attention in wel, her children were very seldom deficient.

THE

REV. EDMUND GROSVENOR.

Votre pouls inégal marche à pas redoublés, Quelle fausse pudeur a feindre vous oblige?

Qu'avez vous?-je n'ai rien,-mais-je n'ai rien,vous dis-je." BOILEAU. Ep. III.

EDMUND GROSVENOR was the only son of a gentleman of small fortune, but who enjoyed a considerable post under government. Dying at an early age, he had not yet, amongst the many virtues he possessed, that of economy: had his life been spared longer, it might have come in its turn, but it is not, by any means, a qualification natural to the season of youth. Little provision, therefore, was left for a widow and three children.

The father of Edmund had lived long enough to see all the fine seeds of honour, integrity, and feeling, deeply rooted in the