ed wife, successful in his schemes of ambition, he has enough to fill his heart, and will not miss his younger brother. But I will not give him pain.He shall hear othing from me, concerning the perfidy of his Sophia.”

CHAP. XVII.

Guides of my life! Instructors of my youth!
Who first unveil'd the hallow'd form of truth;
Whose every word enlighten'd and endear'd,
In age beloved, in poverty revered

Up springs, at every step, to claim a tear
Some little friendship. form'd and cherish'd here?-
And not the lightest leaf, but trembling teams
With golden visions, and romantic dreams!
And hence this spot gives back the joys of youth,
Warm as the life, and with the mirror's truth.
ROGERS.

In the afternoon Theodore mounted his horse and proceeded to Marseilles, where he found a ship that was to sail the next day for America. His resolution was soon formed. He engaged a passage, and returned home. De Clermont then retired to his chamber, and wrote the following letters:

"TO MADEMOISELLE SOPHIA DES ABBAYES. "You are then, Sophia, to be my sister. Well, I will not reproach you; but I can never view you as such. You despised the humbler fortunes of a younger brother; yet he possessed as true a heart, as beats. in the bosom of the Marquis de Beaucaire. But, brought up a worshipper of fortune, you are not to blame, Sophia, for being faithful to your creed.-May you and Louis be happy! I will not mar your felicity, nor shall your husband ever learn from me, that I once aspired to his wife. Adieu, Sophia, I embark for America, nor in the midst of your happiness, need you feel anxiety for your brother. For, in the land of my adoption, I shall find content, and I trust, I shall also meet happiness..

THEODORE DE CLERMONT."

"To LOUIS DE BEAUCAIRE.

DEAR LOUIS-Some sudden intelligence from

America, obliges me to cross the Atlantic immediately; and, a ship being ready to sail for New-York, I shall take advantage of the opportunity. I felicitate you, my brother, on your splendid establishment, and am grieved that I cannot await your arrival, and pay my personal respects to you and your beautiful bride; but the news I have received renders that impossible. That you, my brother, and your intended lady, may enjoy permanent felicity, is the most earnest wish of

Your grateful and
obliged brother,

T. DE CLERMONT.

Having completed his arrangements, Theodore passed the remainder of the evening with Jeannette. The old woman little thought that her fosterson intended so soon to leave her, and she endeavored to entertain him with the magnificent preparations that were making for the reception of the Marquis, and future Marchioness de Beaucaire. Jeannette's mind was indeed so completely absorbed in this subject, that she had attention for nothing else.

"Ah," thought Theodore, as he bade her goodnight, and retired to his room. "Amidst all this splendour and magnificence, even my nurse will not feel my absence. Ah Theodore de Clermont, it is indeed time for you to leave France, and seek a country where you may find more sympathy and disinterested affection."

But, when, after breakfast the following morning, he informed Jeannette, that he intended to sail the same day for America, she stood motionless with amazement.

"Impossible, Mons. Theodore. You will first stop, and see this wedding. You must pay your congratulations to the bride and bridegroom."

"Jeannette," said Theodore, "do you think I can so easily forget the bitter disappointment, my heart has sustained? Can I cease to remember, that she, I fondly loved, who once permitted me to hope, is now the destined bride of my brother?"

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Ah, Theodore, my son, you will then forsake us all, to go and break your heart in America?" and the good woman began to weep vehemently.

"Be not uneasy, my good nurse," said Theodore, taking her hand, "I have just received a letter from my adopted father, containing a pressing invitation to pay him a visit, for the restoration of my health. Fear not for me, Jeannette. In America I shall recover my peace of mind. I have dear friends there who received me when I was a castaway orphan. With them, I shall find happiness."

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I hope you may, my son," cried the old woman, sobbing, "but, Theodore, can you forget your old nurse?">

"Jeannette," said Theodore, "I would not leave you destitute; but you are comfortably situated in my brother's establishment. You are happy here, and the Marquis and his lady will provide for you. America would not suit you, Jeannette. You are too fond of show, to be satisfied with the plain and simple habits of the new world.”

"America, indeed, Mons. Theodore," cried Jeannette. "No, indeed! You will never catch me there. But, my dear son," continued she, in a persuasive tone, "why need you go to that far away country? You may yet be a general, if you only remain in France, and may obtain some great and rich lady. Do stop to see that Mademoiselle Amelia. She may be handsomer than Mademoiselle Sophia. Ah, Theodore, do not leave us, for that wild savage America; but remain with your old nurse, and your other friends in France."

"I cannot, Jeannette; but we may one day meet. again."

"Oh then, Mons. Theodore, you only take a trip to dissipate your grief, and forget your disappointment? Well, that may do; and you can visit your old friends at the same time; and, since you take this affair so to heart, a little travelling may perhaps do you good; but do not remain too long, and I hope that this handsome Amelia will not be married before your return." And, smiling through her tears, Jeannette bustled about to assist Theodore in preparing for his departure.

De Clermont permitted her to indulge her delusive ideas respecting his return; and, meeting Le Page, another similar scene ensued: but the old servant also preferred remaining in the establishment of the Marquis de Beaucaire, to following the younger brother to a far distant, and unknown country. Yet he was sincerely attached to both sons of his late lord, and greatly regretted Theodore's departure. Nothing else occurred to detain young de Clermont. His baggage was conveyed on board, and he bade a last adieu to his native soil. The load on his heart seemed fast melting away, when he found himself safely through the pillars of Hurcules, and launched on the great ocean, that separated the old from the new world. As the former gradually receded away, his cares seemed also left behind, and hope and expectations danced in delightful perspective, as the setting sun seemed to shine on that land of refuge, where he had enjoyed the unconcerned hilarity of early youth.

As he approached the shores of America, his heart beat with impatience, to meet and embrace the friends and protectors of his childish years, and his mind dwelt with pleasing delight on the exhilirating remembrance of his youthful playmate, Eveli na Marvin.