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; I suppose.” When he was ushered in by one of the I never knew before that you kept a footman;" looking itation footmen, he took much the same view of our pro- hard at one of the upholsterer's mutes. dings as I took myself and began chaffing me in his free “Why, he is like Vyner's small ale— for very occa1 easy way:“ Well, now, Miller, to think of you coming sional use only," I replied, determined she should not
in such a swell fashion! What on earth possessed you have all the sarcasms to herself, and knowing she bated begin giving state parties, eh?” But Mrs. Miller, with any reference to her husband's business. it increase of dignity which the peach-colored satin al- / She took her revenge, however, on my wife by saying to ys gives her, cut his audacious levity short by asking her soon afterwards across the table, “How very nice irply, “ Well, and why should n't we give a party like these whips are, Mrs. Miller! I must get you to give me y one else, Mr. - 2 – Mr. Wotherspoon ? " " The as. the receipt.” Of course, the odious woman knew very ped forgetfulness of his name was a masterpiece, and well that the creams, like everything else, were furnished pitally done, considering she had never practiced the art by the upholsterer " who did for us;” but she succeeded snubbing before. At all events, poor Dick seemed to in making my wife blush and feel very uncomfortable for ve the ground taken from under him at once, and he the time. . vided into a corner near Patty, where he seemed to be The dance was kept up with spirit till four or five ter welcomed.
o'clock, and the young people at any rate, especially my But hark! the roll of wheels - “ the brazen thunders of | daughters Molly and Patty, enjoyed this part of the busi-> door ” — soon not intermittent, but continuous — and ness most thoroughly. Towards the end, however, Molly
are presently in the thick of it. Kelly came about ten, became rather sulky because Fred danced so much with little stiffer than usual; but not till half-past did the Miss Vyner; and my wife was highly indignant at Dick Ders sweep into the room, Mrs. Vyner overwhelmingly Wotherspoon's hanging about Patty. Indeed, she would irteous and patronizing in her black velvet dress. But almost have proceeded to open hostilities if I had not 3800n contrived (without saying so) to make us under- / stopped her; and, as it was, Wotherspoon evidently ind that she wondered we could venture to invite her, I guessed her motive in always disturbing his confabulations id that she considered it no little condescension on her with Patty, and left early. rt to come.
When our guests were gone we were soon in bed, from * There could be no doubt that my daughter Molly and which we did not rise till noon. Even then Patty was very 3 len Vyner were the prettiest girls in the room. Yet it ! tired, and Molly had a headache - due to Miss Vyner, I 1 is amusing to note the difference in their style and ap- suspected. I too was disgusted with the hypocritical pre
arance. Molly, whose good-natured rosy face above tences and bother of the whole thing. My wife alone was - r ligbt-blue dress seemed like a cherub's floating in the radiant, and thought the party a great success owing to . y, was radiant, full of life, and sweet as a new-blown her own admirable management. She was sure, too, that se; but she was a little too eager to please, and tried too Kelly on leaving had thanked her, and pressed her hand
idently to make everything go off well. Miss Vyner, on with a cordiality most unusual with him; and on this je other hand - pale, slight, and with finely-chiselled ground she told Molly to take courage, and all would come
Atures — moved through the rooms a very statue of dig. | right. ty and self-possession. Quiet, perfectly well-bred, and And her exultation was increased by several of our site, she rather discouraged the advances of her admir- guests who called in the afternoon, and lisped the usual
e, including Kelly; but her very discouragement seemed phrases on such occasion. “Delightful gathering.” “Entruly to make them more attentive. If she had a fault, it joyed ourselves so much.” “ Quite a success.” 1: as that she evidently knew her own value so well; she When Mrs. Vyner called, however, she threw a little de ight have been a duke's daughter instead of a brewer's, damp on my wife's ardor. She pretended to praise — she 0 tough, indeed, I believe Vyner and many of his business was always more malicious when she did that.
link a brewer or a banker nowadays a greater grandee “How very good of you to take all this trouble -- 80 un. lan any nobleman.
expected, too!” she said. “And how very well you did jbe I am glad to say the party itself, not withstanding our manage, considering you were quite unaccustomed to this
lisgivings, went off without any particular hitch. In fact, sort of thing! It must have been a most formidable under
o seemed very like thousands of similar affairs given by taking, I'm sure. And I hope you, Mr. Miller, were not in eople of the middle classes who know no better. There very much behind-band with your work in consequence." mit as the same stiffness and reserve at first, since in such a Generally I could give Mrs. Vyner a Roland for her
discellaneous gathering very few of the guests were ac- Oliver ; but on the present occasion my conscience sided thi quainted with each other ; the same gradual thawing as so much with her in her politely-veiled sarcasms — I mean,
se got up a little dance (which, with hypocrisy that de- I thought them so just — that I really could only mutter ceived nobody, we pretended to extemporize); the same / out some common-place answer.
Intense heat in the rooms, the same jamming in the door “I'm afraid you are a little tired with your exertions, ways, the same forlorn groups in the corners, groups that Mrs. Miller ; indeed, they must have been immense,” conpli looked as if they knew they ought to be enjoying them- / tinued the merciless virago, seeing that I was in no mood selves and were not.
for reply. “But, I'm sure, it was very kind of you to try me? And, wben the novelty of the position wore off, I did so hard to give us a pleasant evening. And as you are such
not find it very difficult to play the part of host. So I very old friends, I think I may tell you a little secret, just to tried to say a pleasant word to any guest that seemed tried to save
show you how much we are indebted to you. Ah, I dare say Louill, arranged a couple of whist tables for the elderly peo. ¡ you know what it is. Fred Kelly proposed to Ellen last
ple; and in fact worked hard generally at amusing every night, and it is all arranged -- so kind of you, I'm sure, to body. My wife, however, as the hours went on without give him the opportunity. And we think it will be a very
shap, grew prouder and prouder of her hired grandeur, | nice match, don't you, Molly ? ". and indeed, like old Weller's Shepherd, "swelled wisibly" | Poor Molly held out till Mrs. Vyner was gone, when she un magnificence of deportment and manner. In my hear- | made a rush to her own room, with a tear in each eye. og alone she told six different persons that “there were She had scarcely left us when a double knock announced lorty-five invited; but unfortunately so many were en- | the postman. gaged."
“It is from Wotherspoon,” I said opening the letter. "I think you ought rather to say fortunately," replied “Do you know I think our new splendors, Jane, made
“Do you know I think our new splen that disagreeable Mrs. Vyner, as my wife made this re you seem a little rude to him yesterday?” mark to her. “My dear Mrs. Miller, how could you get “ Ab well ! if I am never rude to any one of more conany more people into these rooms? And a crowd is so sequence than Mr. Wotherspoon, it will be no great mat
ery unpleasant,” she added, fanning herself vigorously. ter," she replied, contemptuously. “But I am grieved and when I took Mrs. Vyner in to supper, she said blandly, vexed beyond measure about this young Kelly. Ellen "I did not know, Mr. Miller - yes, champagne, please - Vyner, indeed!”
mishap, gren and indeed
“ Dear me !” said I, as I glanced over Wotherspoon's | Naer og Fjern for June 14 contains a little new poe letter, “ you 'll like to hear this, I think, Jane.” So I read “Sangfuglen " (The Song Bird), by Ludvig Bödtcher, tha it to her.
so fresh, delicate, and spirited that it is bardly possible : ««• DEAR MILLER, -I am sorry to be obliged to leave with
believe that its author is the oldest of living Danish writer out calling to bid you good-by, but have just met some friends
born as long ago as 1793. Bödtcher has been writing suc who are going to Italy, and I have decided to accompany them.
lyrics as these, all equally exquisite and original, all h As we start to-morrow I am in an awful hurry, and I shall be life, but at such long intervals that his complete works an away at least two years.'”
contained in one modest volume. Perhaps in these das
to write a little, but to write that little supremely well, i “And a very good thing too,” interrupted my wife. “ Do you know I am quite sure he would have made Patty
the only sure way to literary immortality. an offer last night, if I had not looked so well after her that
A curious exbibition has lately been opened to the I never gave him the chance? I bave always wondered,
public in the lunatic asylum at Brünnfield, near Vienna James, you never would see the depth of that man. How
The objects exhibited are divided into three classes : the ever, we shall be safe from him for some time, it seems."
first, comprising 215 articles made entirely by the lunatics “Quite safe,” said I.
the second, articles destroyed by them in their moments a
frenzy; and the third, models, etc., showing how they are "There were one or two things that I particularly wished
lodged and clothed. Among the articles in the first class to tell you last night; but in such a crowd I had no opportunity,
are delicately carved meerschaum pipes, lace, picture and '"
frames, and a remarkable collection of paintings by Kratky, « There, I told you, James !” broke in my wife again. who before he became insane was a celebrated artist at “ One of those things, you may depend on it, was a pro Vienna. These paintings show no sign of insanity, and posal, and I'm glad I stopped it."
one of them is a wonderfully life-like representation of the “ All right, only do let me finish :
lunatics hearing mass in the chapel attached to the asylum. -"and, to tell you the truth, I was a little nettled (you know
Next to these specimens of the constructive skill of the I was always too sensitive) because I thought Mrs. Miller last
inmates, are placed huge iron bars bent double, spoons and night scarcely treated me with quite the kindness due to an old
iron plates broken to pieces, and doors split in half. The friend. So I ran away early and did not say what I intended. favorite occupations of these unfortunate people are stated Perhaps it is as well. One bit of news about me, however, I am to be writing and drawing, in which some of them have besure you will be glad to hear, and I feel that I ought not to go come singularly proficient. away without telling you. A few days ago, to my immense
EDMOND ABOUT's career has been one of constant ups delight and astonishment, I received a lawyer's letter informing me chat I was heir-at-law to a distant relative who had died in
and downs since his eminence as a writer. While his Jamaica: so that I have dropped all at once into five thousand
fame has steadily grown, he has made and lost fortunes, a year. Rather jolly, isn't it? But I won't forget all your
and is believed at the present time to have few resources five-pound notes; and if ever you want a little cash, old fellow,
besides his magic pen, principally owing to the blindness just you ask your old and obliged friend
with which he has persisted in mistaking his vocation, and
"R. WOTHERSPOON.'" has striven to excel in spheres from which his genius should “ Five thousand a year!” groaned my wife now. “But
shrink, while he has neglected that field for which he is how could I know, James? Why did n't Mr. Wotherspoon
eminently destined - the novel. To this very day, nottell us?”
withstanding his incessant failures as such, About believes “Well, probably, dear, because you stopped him so
that he is the newspaper writer of France par excellence. adroitly,” said I, laughing maliciously, “and perhaps he
He devotes most of his time to the composition of editorials first wished to see whether we cared for him without his
and magazine articles on political topics, and only in his
leisure hours throws off every now and then one of those money." “Oh dear, oh dear! could n't I write a note of apology
sparkling and often thrilling novelettes which are the deand bring him back ?".
light of the most cultivated readers of French literature – “ No; if I know Wotherspoon, it is too late. As you
most of them gems of French belles-lettres, which, as soon said, Jane, he is too deep for that.”
as they appeared, have been translated into every language “Ah well,” said she, quite piteously. “And this is all
in Europe; and yet those whose admiration they excited the reward one gets for putting one's self out of the way
by their pathos, their brilliant humor, their lucidity of
style, have hardly an idea of the incredibly short space of and going to all this expense to give one's friends a treat."
time in which they were written. Our motives, I could not help thinking, had not been quite so disinterested as my wife now wished to make out.
At a performance in the town of Lincoln, England, the Few people do give parties, I fear, on the pure principles of
other day, among other feats, a magician, or a wonder. Pickwickian benevolence. However, we had got a lesson, worker of modern miracles," as he was termed, was handand I am happy to say our first evening party was our
cuffed, placed in a large canvas bag, and then lifted into a last.
box, wbich was put into a cabinet. The orchestra then played an overture, and if all had gone well the captive in
a few minutes would have extricated himself, or been ex. FOREIGN NOTES.
tricated by spiritual agency, and have made his reappear
ance sitting on the top of the box. Fifteen minutes, bowParis is glad to know that M. Sardou is engaged on a ever, elapsed without any signs of the magician, and the new drama.
audience not unnaturally became anxious. Nor was their Mr. Ruskin has declined the Queen's gold medal of
anxiety diminished by the sound of a voice from the cab
inet faintly calling for assistance. The box was, of course, the Society of Architects.
immediately opened, and a terrible sight disclosed to view. The scarcity of domestic servants is one of the trials of The unfortunate man, it is stated, was nearly dead, and the English housewife of the present day.
blood was observed gushing out of his eyes and nose. A MADAME ADELINA Patti is engaged at the Italian medical gentleman, fortunately, was present, and the suf Opera, Paris, for the ensuing season, at 250,000 francs ferer was conveyed to the ante-room and promptly attended ($50,000).
to. The manager subsequently appeared on the platform, The Emperor of Austria has directed a sum of 6000
and announced that a most cowardly act had been comflorins to be expended in the erection of a monument to
mitted by the man who secured the box, as he must have Beethoven at Vienna.
known something about the working of the feat, notwith Robert BUCHANAN, the poet, has written a five-act
standing the challenge of £100 to any person who could comedy for a London theatre. The play is entitled “A
secure the box and solve the mystery. The story should Madcap Prince," and is written in blank verse.
be a warning both to spectators and performers of tricks of this description.
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When one enters the field of pure literature, the gain A SCHOOL FOR AUTHORS.
to the writer is of another kind. He is able to speak
more freely of spiritual things because he finds himself A Few years ago there was considerable effort made
possessed of a sympathetic audience. He knows very well to induce authors of repute to write specially for children.
that his pretty fancies and shy imaginations if delivered, The rival magazines for the young aimed at securing con
as Trench would have us in another matter, tributions, and in the then Aourishing condition of what
“To the first man thou may'st meet ' is known as the juvenile book trade, it seemed as if the
In lane, highway, or open street,” prizes for authorship lay in that department of literature.
would be very likely received with impatience and stony We see something of the kind still, and are gravely told
incredulity. He feels surer that what he says will find an that there is great cause for gratification when this or
unsuspecting welcome in the minds of the same sceptic's that author of note has been persuaded to write a story
children, and the response which he receives from them or poem expressly for young people. To be sure, juvenile
acts as a confirmation of his timid purposes in literature. literature, so called, is not in a very flourishing state,
It is true that this ready sympathy of children is a snare commercially, and there is less to tempt great authors to
to many, and stories and books are produced which are come down among the children ; yet there is apt to be a
childish and not at all child-like; but the fact remains, that murmur of satisfaction among some, when announcement
a writer for children is like an anonymous writer: he can is made that one of the magnates of the literary world has,
make modest ventures, and grow bolder as his own wings so to speak, got down on all fours, and allowed himself to be driven round the room by the petty tyrants of the
get stronger by such short flights.
We have just hinted at some of the aspects of this subnursery and school-room.
ject, which invites a fuller treatment. The genuine interest taken by great writers in children is always charming, and every way a true note in litera
NOTES. ture ; but where it is genuine, the spirit of condescension is absent, and it is this spirit that has been vulgarly ap
- We copy here a letter which appeared in the New pealed to. Besides, it is plain enough that the distinction
| York Tribune of July ist :between literature designed for children, and that written To the Editor of The Tribune. without such limitation is, in all true literature, a very SIR: The letters called out by your article, “The rivial distinction. Children stray into the fields where Children's Debt," indicate a sympathetic interest in Hans heir elders are enjoying themselves and find the grass as Christian Andersen, and a desire on the part of some at ender there as in their own little paddock. It has least to contribute to the comfort of a writer who has hanced that childhood has now and then given the sug given so much wholesome pleasure to three generations of Festion to a great writer, and we are inclined to think, children. In 1868, when we were publishing The River. ndeed, that the presence of children in literature is his | side Magazine for Young People, we wrote to Mr. Anorically not far remote from the beginning of a distinct dersen, asking him to contribute, and proposing a uniform iterature for children.
edition of his writings, on which we desired to pay copyBut we wish to make a single practical suggestion in right. He accepted both our propositions, and since that onnection with this subject, that tbe writing of stories, time we have had frequent correspondence with him. His irticles, or books for children is a most excellent practice | new stories we published in The Riverside as long as it
efore one ventures upon wider and higher flights. This continued, and for such as came afterward we secured 3 true whether we speak of literature which concerns publication in other magazines and papers, in all cases tself with knowledge, or with literature which has for its paying him prices with which he expressed himself ennd to please and move — what is often fairly spoken of tirely satisfied. We issued the volumes of his writings s literature par excellence. Take, for instance, the writ from time to time, closing with “ The Story of My Life,” ag of history. If the writer has in mind an audience his autobiography, to which he added the portion coverf children, especially if he is able to test his work by a ing the fourteen years following the last Danish edition of eal audience so composed, he will find that the limitations
the same. Upon the ten volumes constituting thus the f his readers' minds will speedily affect his selection of only uniform edition in English of his writings, we return icts and his style. He must not be dull, and he must regularly his copyright twice a year. The sum which he eize upon the really significant facts. He is forced to receives is not so large as it would be if all the various wake his narrative move rapidly and clearly. There is a
editions of Andersen's stories paid him copyright. He ecessity laid upon him to clear his subject of all entan- himself, in the conversation reported in the Cologne Galements of conjecture and mere possibility. It must be zette, states that the copyright which we pay him is all he story of history that he tells, and unless he can tell it | that he receives from any source save his Danish publishmply and with straightforwardness he will lose his audi- l ers, and he has intimated in his autobiography that his nce.
income is not large. While, then, we cannot say from Again, let the subject be one of science; it becomes our own knowledge that this eminent writer is in want, ecessary to state scientific facts not only with precision we should be most happy to act, as his authorized publishers here, as agents for the reception and transmission – The article in last number of EVERY SATURDAY to him of any testimonial which his American friends may Hydrophobia, throws light upon a subject which has create spontaneously offer. Your obedient servants,
much nervous apprehension. In the interest both of bu HURD AND HOUGHTON. manity and of the dogs, we copy the rules furnished by Dr No. 13 Astor Place, New York, June 30, 1874.
John C. Dalton to the New York Board of Health, whic – Mr. Spofford, Librarian of Congress, proposes to ina
ought to be widely circulated and intelligently read:-! dex all the valuable public documents from the foundation
1. A dog that is sick, from any cause, should be watches of the government to the present time. We do not
and treated carefully until his recovery.
2. A dog that is sick and restless is an know in what condition the documents may now be ; but
object of sus Mr. Spofford's proposed task is just one of those which a
picion. This is the earliest peculiar symptom of hydrogreat library should undertake, to render its treasures of
phobia. real service to students. Many demands are made for a
3. A dog that is sick and restless and has a depressed continuation of “Poole's Index,” which stopped just at a
appetite, gnawing and swallowing bits of cloth, wood, coal, time when periodical literature began to put forth special
brick, mortar, or his own dung, is a dangerous animal. He energy. It would be of great value to scholars if the In
| should be at once chained up and kept in confinement dex could be revised and brought down to some fixed time,
until his condition be clearly ascertained. and then supplemented by annual volumes. Meanwhile
4. If, in addition to any or all of the foregoing symp every library ought to enter the titles of articles in such
toms, the dog has delusion of the senses, appearing to see periodicals as it takes in, with as much care as it enters
or hear imaginary sights or sounds, trying to pass through the titles of books. Much of the most important literature
a closed door, catching at flies in the air when there are of the day is to be found only in this form.
none, or searching for something which does not exist,
there is great probability that he is, or is becoming, by. - It is proposed to place a memorial window in the drophobic. He should be secured and confined without new memorial hall of Harvard University in remembrance delay. of the Christian philosophers of Cambridge, England, who
5. In case any one is bitten by a dog whose condition have taken the lead from the seventeenth century to the is suspicious, the most effective and beneficial treatment i nineteenth in the Christian culture of England, and antic
to cauterize the wound at once with a stick of silver nitrate, ipated the generous and comprehensive church movements commonly called “lunar caustic.” The stick of caustic of our day — such men as Whichcote, Henry More, Cud
should be sharpened to a pencil point, introduced quite to worth, Coleridge, and Maurice. The noted men of this the bottom of the wound, and held in contact with every school in the seventeenth century were graduates of part of the wounded surface until it is thoroughly cauterEmanuel College (to which John Harvard and his associ
ized and insensible. This destroys the virus by which the ates belonged).
disease would be communicated. - The interest which seems to have suddenly sprung up in bronze statues, makes us regard with pleasure the
– Work upon the great suspension bridge between excellent reputation which the Ames Manufactory at Chic
Brooklyn and New York, which has been temporarily opee, Mass., is attaining for its castings in bronze. It
suspended, is now resumed, and it is hoped that the was in 1851 that the company turned out the first success
bridge itself will one day be suspended. The Brooklyn ful American bronze statue. The elaborately-worked Cap.
tower has reached an elevation of 222 feet above highitol doors at Washington show well the finer patterns of
water mark, leaving 50 feet of masonry yet to be laid. bronze work made by this company, while of the larger
The New York tower is 123 feet high. Before winter it work they are the makers of the colossal statue of De
is expected the “saddles” or castings over which the Witt Clinton in Greenwood Cemetery, New York; of the
cables will pass, will probably be laid. colossal equestrian statue of Washington, designed by H.
- At the recent Commencement of Union College, noK. Brown, in Union Square, New York; and of the similar
tice was given that the gifts of Hon. Clarkson N. Potter statue, designed by Thomas Ball, in the Public Garden at
and Howard Potter, Esq., of $40,000, for the erection of Boston. The statue of Benjamin Franklin, before the Bos
Memorial Hall, had been increased by them to $50,000. ton City Hall on School Street, is also theirs, as are the fig
It was a pleasant, as it certainly was a unique spectacle, ures for most of the soldiers' monuments over the country.
that four of the grandsons of that remarkable man, EliphOne of their first works also was Greenough's " Shepherd
alet Nott, for nearly half a century president of the colBoy ;” while they have made many emblematic cemetery
lege, should have participated in the exercises of the restatues, with some two hundred small bronzes of Webster.
cent Commencement - four grandsons, each of whom has The company has now begun on its greatest work, the
achieved high reputation : the eldest, Clarkson N. Potter, statuary designed by Larkin G. Mead for the national
being Representative in Congress from the Westchester disLincoln monument at Springfield, Ill.
trict, and an eminent lawyer; the second, Howard Potter, – The death of Mr. Henry Grinnell, the eminent New a member of Brown Brothers, one of the great banking York merchant, and founder of the firm of Grinnell, Min- | houses of the world ; the third, Henry C. Potter, rector turn & Co., calls to mind his great contribution to science of Grace Church, New York; and the fourth, the Rev. and humanity in the second Kane expedition in search Eliphalet Nott Potter, now president of the college. There of Sir John Franklin. Mr. Grinnell, with his younger are other brothers, who bave also distinguished themselves; brother, Moses H. Grinnell, was a liberal contributor to General Robert B. Potter, who won his epaulets in the rethe first expedition, but in the second shared the honor bellion, and Edward T. Potter, the eminent architect. The only with George Peabody and the government, contrib. | only sister of these brothers is the wife of Mr. Laun uting, it is said, fifty thousand dollars toward the expenses Thompson, the sculptor, whose contributions to the Galaxy of the expedition. His name is perpetuated in Grinnell and other magazines have made her name familiar to Land, but Dr. Kane's lively narrative will keep it still readers. The Potters are children of the late Bishop Potmore fresh in the heart of Americans.
ter of Pennsylvania.
absence of anything better, it is al was struck with absolute dismay to A ROSE IN JUNE. great happiness to have money enough meet Rose, flushed and joyous, with
for all your needs, and to be able to one of the children mounted on her CHAPTER XIII.
give your children what they want, shoulders, and pursued by the rest,
and pay your bills and owe no man in the highest of high romps, the 1. THERE is no such picturesque inci- | anything. In the thought of being spring air resounding with their * dent in life as the sudden changes of rich enough to do all this Mrs. Da- shouts. Rose blushed a little when
fortune which make a complete revo merel's heart leapt up in her breast, she saw him. She put down her little lution in the fate of families or indi like the heart of a child. Next mo brother from her shoulder, and came viduals without either action or merit ment she remembered, and with a forward beaming with happiness and of their own. That which we are pang of sudden anguish asked herself, kindness. most familiar with is the change from oh, why – why had not this come “Oh, how glad I am that you have comfort to poverty, which so often sooner, when he, who would have en | come to-day," she said, and explained takes place, as it had done with the joyed it so much, might have had the forthwith all the circumstances with Damerels, when the head of a house, enjoyment? This feeling sprang up the frank diffuse explanatoriness of either incautious or unfortunate, goes by instinct in her mind, notwithstand- youth. “Now we are rich again; and out of this world, leaving not only sor ing her bitter consciousness of all she oh, Mr. Nolan, I am so happy !" she row but misery behind him, and the had suffered from her husband's care- cried, her soft eyes glowing with an bereavement is intensified by social lessness and self-regard — for love is excess of light which dazzled the cudownfall and all the trials that accom the strangest of all sentiments, and rate. pany loss of means. But for the pros can indulge and condemn in a breath, People who have never been rich pect of Mr. Incledon's backing up, without any sense of inconsistency. themselves, and never have any this would have implied a total change This was the pervading thought in chance of being rich, find it difficult in the prospects and condition of the Mrs. Damerel's mind as the news sometimes to understand how others entire household, for all hope of higher spread through the awakened house, are affected in these unwonted circumeducation must have been given up for making even the children giddy with stances. He was confounded by her the boys; they must have dropped into hopes of they knew not what. How frank rapture, the joy which seemed to any poor occupation which happened he would have enjoyed it all — the him so much more than was necessary. to be within their reach, with grati added luxury, the added consequence! “I'm glad to see you so happy," he tude that they were able to maintain far more than she would have enjoyed said, bewildered; “no doubt money's theinselves; and as for the girls, what it, notwithstanding that it came to her a blessing, and ye've felt the pinch, my could they do, poor children, unless by like life to the dying. She had taken poor child, or ye would n't be so full some lucky chance of marriage ? no notice of Rose's exclamation, nor
nor of your joy." This poor hope would have given of the flush of joy which the girl be • Oh, Mr. Nolan, how I have felt them one remaining chance not possi trayed. I am not sure, indeed, that | it!” she said, her eyes filling with, ble to their brothers; but, except that, I she observed them, being absorbed in tears. A cloud fell over her face for what had they all to look forward to ? | her own feelings, which come first the space of a moment, and then she This was Mrs. Damerel's excuse for even in the most generous minds, at laughed and cried out joyously, “but urging Rose's unwilling consent to such a crisis and revolution of fate. thank Heaven that is all over now.”. Mr. Incledon's proposal. But lo! all As for Rose, it was the very giddi Mrs. Damerel was writing in the this was changed as by a magician's ness of delight that she felt, unreason drawing-room, writing to her boys to wand. The clouds rolled off the sky, | ing and even unfeeling. Her sacrifice tell them the wonderful news. Rose the sunshine came out again, the had become unnecessary — she was led the visitor in, pushing open the family recovered its prospects, its free! So she thought, poor child, with window which opened on the garden. hopes, its position, its freedom, and a total indifference to honor and her | “I have told him all about it, and how all this in a moment. Mrs. Damerel's word which I do not attempt to ex- happy we are," she said, going up to old uncle Edward had been an origi cuse. She never once thought of her her mother with all the confidence of nal who had quarrelled with all his word, or of the engagement she had happiness, and giving her, with unfamily. She had not seen him since come under, or of the man who had wonted demonstration, a kiss upon her she was a child, and none of her chil- | been so kind to her, and loved her so forehead, before she danced out again dren had seen him at all — and she faithfully. The children had holiday to the sunny garden. Mrs. Dam, rel Dever knew exactly what it was that on that blessed morning, and Rose ran was a great deal more sober in her made him select her for his heir. out with them into the garden, and exultation, which relieved the curate. Probably it was pity; probably admi ran wild with pure excess of joy. She told him how it had all come ration for the brave stand she was This was the first day that Mr. Nolan about, and what a deliverance it was; making against poverty - perhaps had visited them since he went to his | then cried a little, having full confionly caprice, or because she had never new duties, and as the curate came dence in his sympathy, over that unasked anything from him ; but, what into the garden, somewhat tired after removable regret that it had not come ever the cause was, there was the a long walk, and expecting to find | sooner. “How happy it would have happy result. In the evening anxiety, his friends something as he had left made him — and relieved all his anxcare, discouragement, bitter humilia them — if not mourning, yet subdued iety about us,” she said. Mr. Nolan tion, and pain; in the morning sudden as true mourners continue after the made some inarticulate sound, which ease, comfort, happiness — for, in the sharpness of their grief is ended — he / she took for assent; or, at least, which