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little shooting and a good deal of skating in Haviland's maid interrupted them. Mrs. those quarters, I understand.'

Marsh having replied graciously to her Madeleine went away puzzled, but sub- sister-in-law's very unusual communication missive and confident; and Julia, having that she would join her in her boudoir withpassed a few minutes in deliberation, sent out delay, they were again left alone, and her maid to Mrs. Marsh's dressing-room to proceeded to discuss the message with eager inquire whether that lady was very par- guesses, ticularly engaged, and to say that if not, Could the Honourable Mr. Bingham or Mrs. Haviland wished to see her. Ange- the gallant Captain Medway have made an lina and Clementina were with their mother interesting communication to Mrs. Haviwhen Mrs. Haviland's message was deliv- land, and have intrusted her with its transered to her.

mission to either Angelina or Clementina ; The ingenuous young creatures had been and was she about to confide it to their giving expression to the indignation and mother? However improbable such a supdisgust with which Madeleine's familiarity position might appear, it was not imposwith Mr. Holmes inspired their well-bred sible; and such a course of proceeding and well-disciplined bosoms. She sympa- would, in the opinion of the two young thised with his tastes in the most open and ladies, be consonant with the retiring modenthusiastic manner; she preferred his so-esty of disposition which had characterised ciety to that of the real, undoubted, accred- the two gentlemen, almost too strongly, as ited gentlemen with whom she was privileged they now felt themselves free to admit. to associate. — Angelina and Clementina Mrs. Marsh, though not the wisest of little knew how much of their favourite women, not even the wisest of Havilands, amusement they owed to that incomprehen- did not feel it borne in upon her mind sible preference. — She made herself re- that this was the state of the case. She pulsively conspicuous with him. Their thought the Honourable Mr. Bingham and mother had left the table before it was the gallant Captain Medway would have mentioned; but, would she believe it? found no difficulty in speaking for themMadeleine had actually coaxed her father selves; her maternal heart misgave her - dear Uncle Frank was so lamentably concerning the chances in that direction. weak – into giving up the whole afternoon To Angelina and Clementina nothing to an excursion to Basing for the drawing- seemed impossible except their remaining master's pleasure. And Madeleine had pos- unmarried; and hardly anything in which itively distressed them by her eagerness to their being made love to, in person or by arrange everything, and the display she had deputy, was concerned seemed unlikely. inade of her knowledge.

They saw by their mother's expression that On this point Clementina was particularly she did not share their hopes, and were ineloquent. It was perfectly easy to read- clined to be cross about it; but Clementina, up such things, and then bring them out who was more good-humoured than her sison occasion; but she could not understand ter, broke the pause of disappointment by how men could possibly be imposed upon offering the next best suggestion, by such arts. Madeleine had talked as if * Perhaps Madeleine has taken some of she had the whole history of the Civil War our hints, and asked Aunt Haviland to inand the Commonwealth at her fingers' ends ; vite us in the winter,' she said. That and Uncle Frank and the drawing-master may be it. How delightful if it is ! I darehad listened as if she was a living miracle say she feels that she monopolises rather of learning. But, as Angelina sensibly ob- more than her fair share – that we are served, it was the drawing-master's interest quite as near to Uncle Stephen as she is.' to listen with attention, and to appear to If Miss Burdett did not realise this fact, be profoundly impressed by Miss Burdett. she must indeed have been dull of percepPeople of that class always had their own tion; for her cousins did not omit to force interest in view, and very excusably. An-it upon her attention very frequently in plain gelina really could not blame Mr. Blolmes. speech and in innuendo, none of which, Mrs. Marsh commended these sentiments. to Madeleine's credit, did she ever permit to Mr. Holmes was a young man who had his reach the knowledge of Mr. or Mrs. Haviown way to make in life, and could only land. make it with the aid of patronage. A re Mrs. Marsh accepted this theory as more commendation from the Havilands must feasible shan the former, and went to her necessarily have additional weight on be- sister-in-law's room with a cheerful mien. half of any fortunate mortal obtaining it. Julia received her with perfect grace,

The three ladies had reached this satis- and immediately assumed an air of intendfactory stage in their discourse when Mrs. ling to have a confidential talk with her,

which almost surprised Mrs. Marsh out of It is difficult to believe that any man that stolid self-possession which was among could be at once so insolent and so stupid the attributes of the Havilands. The table as to propose to a girl who never gave him beside Julia's sofa was strewn with letters, any reason to believe she would accept notes, and cards, and writing-materials lay him; but, on the other hand, I would rathready for use, but as yet unused. Per- er believe Herbert Bingham capable of haps the girls were right after all; two at such stupidity and such insolence, than ber least of the letters were in masculine hand- lieve that Madeleine had led him on to prowriting.

pose to her, for the foolish and ignoble After a little preliminary fencing, Julia pleasure of refusing him. So you see, began with her most benign smile and in Maria, I am very glad to have your assurher sweetest tone:

ance that Mr. Bingham has been misled by • You have been so kind in taking my his own conceit.' place during my illness, Maria, and have Mr. Bingham!' repeated Mrs. Marsh, had such ample opportunities of observing in a tone of incredulous wonder.' Mr. everything that has gone on down-stairs, Bingham proposed to Madeleine, and she that I have ventured to send for you in or- refused him? der to consult you about something that has O dear yes,' said Julia calmly, and stutaken place to my annoyance, or rather to diously averting her eyes from the ludimy perplexity.

crously-expressive countenance of Mrs. This did not sound promising ; but Mrs. Marsh. He did indeed; and, more than Marsh signified her readiness to advise Mrs. that, he would not take her very decided Haviland, as graciously as was compatible “No” for an answer, but has thought with the necessity for its being perfectly un- proper to address a long letter to me, rederstood, that to be asked for advice was so questing my interference, and setting forth natural in the case of a Haviland, that it the advantages which he has it in his power could never be regarded in the light of a to offer Madeleine, with exasperating selfcompliment.

complacency. I am delighted to know • The case is this,' said Julia, carelessly that Madeleine did not flirt with him; but turning over as she spoke the letters in I could hardly bring myself to pity him if masculine handwriting: I am as fond of she had done so. The idea of any man Madeleine as any woman can be of a girl recommending himself to any woman by whose mother she is not. But I sometimes dwelling on the advantage it would be to think it requires the instincts of a mother her to marry him! And the idea of its beto guide a girl aright, and the quick per- ing an advantage to any woman to marry ception of a mother to discern precisely the worthy son and living image of Lord how things are with her. These I do not and Lady Bredisholme!' possess; and I fear Madeleine may have Having said all this in order to give suffered by my want of them.'

Mrs. Marsh time to recover herself, Mrs. I am sure you are very kind to Made- Haviland now paused for her reply. But leine,' said Mrs. Marsh stilily. She did not Mrs. Marsh had not recovered herself, and want to talk about Madeleine; all this was the sole response she made was to repeat, very unpromising.

in a bewildered tone, “Mr. Bingham "I hope I am, Julia continued, with un- Mr. Bingham proposed to Madeleine !' abated sweetness; but still I cannot be 'I can fancy his letter dictated by the quite so good a judge in matters affecting unsurpassably-noble Viscountess herself; her future happiness as I wish to be, and I he is so careful to assure me that his parhope you, who know so well what true ents will entertain no objection to this allimotherhood means, will advise me. Mad- ance; and, in short, cannot for the life of eleine has never appeared to me at all in- him take naturally to pleading, and abanclined to be a flirt; has she to you ?? don patronage. I feared I should have to

* I cannot say she has,' returned Mrs. lecture Madeleine about this affair; but Marsh, startled by the suddenness of the now I am so reassured by what you tell question into greater candour than she me, that I think I shall just answer the would have deliberately exhibited.

letter briefly, and say nothing to her about • I am glad to have such an assurance it.' from you,' Julia said, because I feared • It is a very extraordinary business, and Madeleine might have been to blame in the I cannot understand it,' said Mrs. Marsh, matter I am about to consult you upon.' with rapidly-rising indignation in her tone.

Mrs. Marsh tried hard to look full of 'I certainly did not observe any especial wisdom, but only succeeded in looking full attention to Madeleine on the part of Mr. of mingled curiosity and disappointment. Bingham.

• Indeed! But neither did I, when I had | a Burdett, and I am very much afraid, sadthe opportunity of observing him at all. I ly afraid, she always will be.' had a vague sort of notion that he made So saying, Mrs. Marsh flounced out of himself more agreeable to your Angelina. the room with a rude and angry energy

• To my Angelina !' said Mrs. Marsh, which the lamented Selina herself could almost in a shriek. O dear no! — he hardly have emulated successfully, Julia knew much better than that!'

smiled, thought for a little, smiled again, • Did he?' said Julia, in a tone of the then rang her bell, and directed that Miss most provoking simplicity. Well, perhaps Burdett should be sent to her on her return he did. It is a pity he did not know bet - which was done. ter than to give me trouble by proposing I don't think you will find the affection to Maddy. I was as much surprised as an- of Angelina and Clementina very overpownoyed when I opened his letter this morn- ing, Maddy,' said Julia to the young girl, ing; I thought I had exhausted the cata- who came into her boudoir looking more logue of fools of that particular kind in the than usually bright and beautiful. And instance of Captain Medway.

then Mrs. Haviland told her niece the parJulia was lying back on her sofa now, ticulars of her interview with Mrs. Marsh. carefully examining the edge of her pocket- Madeleine looked rather dismayed. handkerchief, and not suffering her eyes to O aunt !' she exclaimed, of course it stray in the direction of Mrs. Marsh, who was a capital plan, and will rid us effectuwas staring at her, speechless. The si-ally of my cousins; but do you think it is lence becoming rather awkward, Julia said, fair to them ?' with a charming assumption of confusion, • To your rejected adorers, I suppose

* But perhaps you do not know; per- you mean? Certainly; more than fairhaps I ought not to have mentioned -I merciful, even magnanimous. The indomthought Angelina and Clementina were in itable resolution of those young ladies, my his confidence, and would be sure to have dear, would carry them far beyond suck told you.

feeble measures as you and I can foresee. I really do not understand what you If I have betrayed the discomfiture of your mean,' said Mrs. Marsh, losing all self-con- disconsolate lovers, I have done them more trol, and rising from her chair with as than an equivalent good turn, depend upon many symptoms of being in a violent pas- it.' sion, as were at all consistent with the dig • You are right, aunt, no doubt; but I nity of a Haviland.

wish we had not been obliged to tell anyone Don't you? Then I must explain. but papa. They were very silly, for I can Captain Medway also proposed to Made- bonestly protest I gave them no encourage: leine, and was refused; and he, too, has ment; but I should be sorry they should presented a humble petition to me — :

- not know that I talked about their nonsense.' particularly well spelt, by the bye; but * But you didn't talk about it, Maddy, then he is a military man - to intercede and I did, which is quite another affair. for him. Of course I should not think of Besides, they are much too silly to be over doing so, though he is more endurable than sensitive, rely upon it. Both these aspirants Mr. Bingham. How very odd that dear will marry as soon as they can, – though Maddy contrived to keep the secret so not Angelina or Clementina Marsh, - either well! I never imagined but that your because they will have gotten over your regirls knew it. Maddy will be quite vexed fusal, or out of spite," as the phrase goes. with me for betraying the hopeless loves of Pray don't waste any sensibility on them, her delectable swains; but I really cannot but let us consider how valuable a document help that. I feel the responsibility of my this letter of Herbert Bingham's is.' position towards Madeleine, and am much Madeleine looked at her aunt, not underrelieved to find you, who have seen her standing her meaning, conduct constantly, consider her not to Don't you see, Maddy,' said Julia, blame.

• that it commits the Bredisholmes to un'I beg your pardon," said Mrs. Marsh, conditional good behaviour? If they are whose dark brown Haviland eyes flashed, prepared to “ entertain no objection to an whose high-coloured Haviland cheeks alliance," as this stilted donkey calls it

, flushed, with quite irrepressible anger. I with you, in case of Herbert, who has to offer no opinion on the conduct of Miss represent their tremendous nobility in the Burdett. She is very, very far from being future, and is a second edition of them what we could have wished and expected a selves at present, they cannot decently or child of poor dear Selina's to be very far reasonably discover that you are not a sufindeed, lamentably far; but she always was ficiently good match for their younger son.

I look upon this letter as smoothing most | ered, now that it is too late, that he is very of your difficulties with your uncle away. sorry not to have seen more of him during So, if you and Verner continue to be of the his stay.' same mind

Take care, Madeleine,' said Julia, smil"O aunt!' said Madeleine, "you know ing, you don't have a third victim on your we shall. How kind you are, to take this conscience. I wonder if Mrs. Marsh would view! How clever, to turn what threatened acquit you of any flirtation in that quarter to be such an annoyance into good! What also ? a pity I cannot tell Verner! But I can't; • Pray don't say such a thing, aunt, even and yet, if that odious Herbert sticks to this in jest,' said Madeleine earnestly. Mr. notion about me, Verner must find it out Holmes is not like the others; he has plenty when he comes home.'

of good sense, and would never make a Nonsense, Maddy. This odious Her- fool of himself, like them.' bert, so far from sticking to his notion about * Very well, so much the better; only, you, as you express it, with a curtness truly you know, folly of that kind is sometimes surprising and unsentimental, will, if I contagious.' know anything of human nature, marry as Mrs. Haviland's line of action proved soon as he can, if for no nobler motive than perfectly successful. Madeleine was exto prevent your being Lady Bredisholme posed to no more affectionate advances on some day.

the part of her cousins; indeed, those Madeleine's red lip curled with supreme young ladies showed rather a disposition to contempt.

quarrel with her. But Madeleine would “Yes,' said Julia, answering the unspoken not quarrel, or be quarrelled with, and they thought;. it is wonderful; but there are parted with the outward semblance of amity people who belong to the infinitely little, three days later. and he is a stupendous specimen. When Horace Holmes had left Meriton on the Verner has been introduced to his sister-in- previous day. The incidents of the excurlaw, you can tell him the story, and laugh sion to Basing had aided to confirm him in fraternally at Herbert if you like. As for his fatal delusion. Madeleine's undisguised the injury done to Herbert Bingham or the pleasure in his society, the delight with Captain by my telling Mrs. Marsh, I think which she listened to him, the satisfaction we need not disquiet ourselves. Angelina she derived from her father's evident liking and Clementina are not very likely to spread for him, the frank, girlish cordiality of her the fame of your conquests. Have you had manner, completely misled him.' From a pleasant afternoon ?'

that moment he discarded every scruple, Delightful!' replied Madeleine. Mr. every misgiving, and dwelt only in his Holmes was so pleased with Basing, and thoughts on the means by which the fact of knew so much about it. I don't think I Alice's existence might be for ever supever knew anyone except yourself, so fond pressed, and on the reversal of the persecutof historical recollections and associations. ing decrees of fate against himself which Papa was quite surprised to find him so seemed now within his power. clever and well-informed; and has discov

From The Dublin University Magazine.

I'LL sing you a song, my love,

I'll sing you a song,
And it's all about the old summer times,

When the days were long.
It's all about the old sunny times,

When the flowers grew,
When we walked underneath the linden trees,

I and you.
And I'll sing it so sweet, my love,

I'll sing it so sweet,
That you'll think of the pleasant scented hour,

When we used to meet,

You'll think of the leafy laden bank,

Where the blossoms blew,
When we talked underneath the linden trees,

I and you.
And I'll sing it so sad, my love,

I'll sing it so sad,
That you'll think my poor heart's full of pain,

When it's only glad.
You'll think that it's full of foolish pain,

When it's only true
To the days when we walked by the linden trees,
I and you.

L. C.

From Saint Paul's.

Here, says Mr. Dallas to all English readCLARISSA.

ers, is a great treasure. There are circumTuis is indeed an old tale, and we should stances connected with it which seem to not now have thought of inviting the atten- make it unavailable to the public in its tion of our readers to one so old, were it present shape. Let us see if we cannot so not for the boldness and unambiguous

handle this piece of unsurpassed excellence, thoroughness of the challenge thrown down as to make it of general service to humanity. by Mr. Dallas, in his introduction to this

“Unfortunately,” says Mr. Dallas, “Richnew edition of Samuel Richardson's well. He gives us indeed gold, but the gold is

ardson has a great fault; he is prolix. known novel. He expresses an opinion, almost in so many words, that Richardson shapen into a goblet so huge that few of us is the greatest of all novelists, and “ Clar- can lift it to our lips.” And then he goes issa” the greatest of all novels. He quotes readers a simple abridgment of the marvel

on, “I have ventured to offer to English Macaulay, who is said to have espatiated lous tale, — matchless in the range of prose to Thackeray on the pleasures which he and fiction, — because, for the honour of literaothers took in reading

Clarissa " the hills in India. He tells us that Sir ture, I lament that the noblest of all novels, James Mackintosh declared that it was the the most pathetic, and the most sublime, finest work of tion ever written in any

should be unread and well-nigh unknown language. He overwhelms us with French among us." To cure the evil of prolixity, admiration, naming Alfred de Musset, D'Al- therefore, Mr. Dallas has abridged the embert, Voltaire, Rousseau, and Diderot,

work by omitting such of the letters as he though, as two out of these five were 'ad- deemed to be unnecessary to the developmittedly adverse critics, we hardly see to

ment of the story. what this leads. And then he tells us that issa,” as left to us by the author, is in the

In this there is an admission that “Clarmany besides Diderot put Richardson and the Bible together. In fact, Mr. Dallas present day unreadable. Thus there arise means to assert that there is the strongest

two questions. Is Mr. Dallas right in the possible evidence which can be given by the extreme amount of eulogy, which he passes judgment of crities that “ Clarissa" is the its present form ; and will he be successful admiration of contemporaries and by the on a work which he admits to be beyond

the power of English readers to digest in greatest of novels. But he goes on to add, in making that popular which is now ad

and this is the point at which he aims, – mittedly unpopular by the simple work of that, though “ Clarissa” is thus excellent, it does not now receive that attention which abridgment? We notice the book thinkso excellent a work deserves, and does not labours will prove to be futile; because

ing that his judgment is wrong and that his administer to readers generally that delight the matter is of great importance, and bewhich it is capable of affording. This, indeed, is the very gist of the plea which he cause it may be worth while to inquire why puts forward. I lament,” he says, “ that nobody now reads Richardson's novels. the noblest of all novels, the most pathetic, Now and again we hear the voice of a

In these days everybody reads novels. and the most sublime, should be unread, and well-nigh unknown among us.” And thoughtful or earnest man raised against again, “ For the novelist who could so pre-Archbishop of York may endeavour to

this popular reaction. Mr. Carlyle or the vail, I claim in all the English courts of criticism, and in the regard of all his coun- prove that we are dissipating our minds, trymen, a reversal of the sentence of neglect wasting our time, and encouraging laxity from which he now suffers.". And again; but the preaching of the preacher is of no

and diffuseness in our intellectual powers; “I challenge for him in all the courts of English criticism and in the regard of all avail

. Men are as laborious as ever they

Our wives and our daughters are his countrymen a reconsideration of his services."

more highly educated than were our mothThere is an enthusiasm in this, a true ad

ers and grandmothers. We work, and miration for an undoubtedly noble work, pray, and ride, and dance, and gamble, and a true interest for the reputation of a But we all read novels; - lawyers, divines,

and talk politics as assiduously as ever. great writer, which the lovers of English merchants, soldiers, sailors, courtiers, poliliterature cannot but love. One's first feel

ticians, ing on reading Mr. Dallas's remarks is that

and what not. There is barilly of sympathy, at any rate with Mr. Dallas, a man or a woman who can read who does

not require that some amount of novel read. Clarissa:" A Novel, by Samuel Richardson, ing shall be printed for the delight of his or edited by E. S. Dallas. Tinsley, 1868.

her leisure hours. And so much is learned


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