to become more amiable, his wit to improve, and his simplicity to assume the superior airs of wisdom.

Our family dined in the field, and we sat, or rather reclined, round a temperate repast, our cloth spread upon the hay, while Mr. Burchell gave cheerfulness to the feast. To heighten our satisfaction, two blackbirds answered each other from opposite hedges, the familiar redbreast came and pecked the crumbs from our hands, and every sound seemed but the echo of tranquillity. "I never sit thus,"

says Sophia, "but I think of the two lovers 30 sweetly described by Mr. Gay, who were struck dead in each other's arms.

There s something so pathetic in the description, hat I have read it an hundred times with new rapture."-"In my opinion," cried ny son, "the finest strokes in that description are much below those in the Acis and Galatea of Ovid. The Roman poet understands the use of contrast better; ind upon that figure, artfully managed, all strength in the pathetic depends.

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s remarkable," cried Mr. Burchell, "that both the poets you mention have equally contributed to introduce a false taste into heir respective countries, by loading all :heir lines with epithet. Men of little genius found them most easily imitated n their defects; and English poetry, like hat in the latter empire of Rome, is nohing at present but a combination of luxuriant images, without plot or connexion -a string of epithets that improve the But sound without carrying on the sense. perhaps, madam, while I thus reprehend others, you'll think it just that I should give them an opportunity to retaliate; and, indeed, I have made this remark only to have an opportunity of introducing to the company a ballad, which, whatever be its other defects. is, I think, at least free from those I have mentioned."

"Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries,
"To tempt the dangerous gloom;
For yonder faithless phantom flies
To lure thee to thy doom.
"Here to the houseless child of want
My door is open still;

And, though my portion is but scant,
I give it with good will.
"Then turn to-night, and freely share
Whate'er my cell bestows;
My rushy couch and frugal fare,
My blessing and repose.

"No flocks that range the valley free
To slaughter I condemn;
Taught by that Power that pities me,
I learn to pity them:

"But from the mountain's
grassy side
A guiltless feast I bring;
A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied,
And water from the spring.

"Then, pilgrim, turn; thy cares forego;
All earth-born cares are wrong:
Man wants but little here below,

Nor wants that little long."

Soft as the dew from heaven descends
His gentle accents fell:
The modest stranger lowly bends,
And follows to the cell.

Far in a wilderness obscure
The lonely mansion lay,
A refuge to the neighbouring poor,
And strangers led astray.

No stores beneath its humble thatch
Required a master's care;
The wicket, opening with a latch,
Received the harmless pair.

And now, when busy crowds retire
To take their evening rest,
The hermit trimm'd his little fire,
And cheer'd his pensive guest:
And spread his vegetable store,
And gaily press'd, and smiled;
And, skill'd in legendary lore,
The lingering hours beguiled.
Around, in sympathetic mirth,
Its tricks the kitten tries,
The cricket chirrups on the hearth,
The crackling fagot flies.

But nothing could a charm impart

To soothe the stranger's woe:
For grief was heavy at his heart,
And tears began to flow.

His rising cares the Hermit spied,
With answering care oppress'd:
And "Whence, unhappy youth," he cried,
"The sorrows of thy breast?

"From better habitations spurn'd,
Reluctant dost thou rove?

Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd,
Or unregarded love?

"Alas! the joys that fortune brings
Are trifling, and decay;

And those who prize the paltry things,
More trifling still than they.
"And what is friendship but a name,
A charm that lulls to sleep;
A shade that follows wealth or fame,
But leaves the wretch to weep?
"And love is still an emptier sound,
The modern fair one's jest ;
On earth unseen, or only found

To warm the turtle's nest.

"For shame, fond youth, thy sorrows hush,
And spurn the sex," he said;
But while he spoke, a rising blush
His love-lorn guest betray'd.
Surprised he sees new beauties rise,
Swift mantling to the view;
Like colours o'er the morning skies,
As bright, as transient too.
The bashful look, the rising breast,
Alternate spread alarms:

The lovely stranger stands confess'd
A maid in all her charms.

And, "Ah! forgive a stranger rude→

A wretch forlorn," she cried; "Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrude Where Heaven and you reside.

"But let a maid thy pity share,

Whom love has taught to stray;
Who seeks for rest, but finds despair
Companion of her way.

My father lived beside the Tyne,
A wealthy lord was he;

And all his wealth was mark'd as mine,
He had but only me.

"To win me from his tender arms

Unnumber'd suitors came,
Who praised me for imputed charms,
And felt, or feign'd, a flame.

"Each hour a mercenary crowd

With richest proffers strove Amongst the rest, young Edwin bow'd, But never talk'd of love. "In humble, simple habit clad,

No wealth nor power had he: Wisdom and worth were all he had, But these were all to me.

"And when, beside me in the dale,
He caroll'd lays of love,

His breath lent fragrance to the gale,
And music to the grove.

"The blossom opening to the day,
The dews of heaven refined,
Could nought of purity display
To emulate his mind.

"The dew, the blossom on the tree,

With charms inconstant shine:
Their charms were his, but, woe to me,
Their constancy was mine.

"For still I tried each fickle art,

Importunate and vain ;

And, while his passion touch'd my heart,
I triumph'd in his pain:

Till, quite dejected with my scorn,
He left me to my pride;
And sought a solitude forlorn,

In secret, where he died.

"But mine the sorrow, mine the fault,
And well my life shall pay;
I'll seek the solitude he sought,
And stretch me where he lay.

"And there, forlorn, despairing, hid,
I'll lay me down and die;
'Twas so for me that Edwin did,
And so for him will I."

"Forbid it Heaven!" the Hermit cried,
And clasp'd her to his breast:
The wondering fair one turn'd to chide-
'Twas Edwin's self that press'd!
"Turn, Angelina, ever dear,

My charmer, turn to see

Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here,
Restored to love and thee.

"Thus let me hold thee to my heart,
And every care resign:

And shall we never, never part,
My life-my all that's mine?

"No, never from this hour to part,
We'll live and love so true,

The sigh that rends thy constant heart
Shall break thy Edwin's too."

While this ballad was reading, So seemed to mix an air of tenderness F her approbation. But our tranqu was soon disturbed by the report of a just by us, and, immediately after, a was seen bursting through the hedge, take up the game he had killed. T sportsman was the Squire's chaplain, had shot one of the blackbirds that agreeably entertained us. So loud 13 port, and so near, startled my daughte and I could perceive that Sophia in fright had thrown herself into Mr. E chell's arms for protection. The gen man came up, and asked pardon having disturbed us, affirming that was ignorant of our being so near. therefore sat down by my youngest daug ter, and, sportsman-like, offered her w he had killed that morning. She w going to refuse, but a private look fro her mother soon induced her to con the mistake, and accept his present, tho with some reluctance. My wife, as us discovered her pride in a whisper, obser ing, that Sophy had made a conques! the chaplain, as well as her sister had the Squire. I suspected, however, w more probability, that her affections w

placed upon a different object. The chaplain's errand was to inform us, that Mr. Thornhill had provided music and refreshments; and intended that night giving the young ladies a ball by moonlight, on the grass plat before our door. "Nor can I deny," continued he, "but I have an interest in being first to deliver this message, as I expect for my reward to be honoured with Miss Sophia's hand as a partner." To this my girl replied, that she should have no objection, if she could Edo it with honour; "But here," continued she, "is a gentleman," looking at Mr. Burchell, "who has been my companion in the task for the day, and it is fit he should share in its amusements." Mr. Burchell returned her a compliment for her intentions, but resigned her up to the chaplain; adding, that he was to go that night five miles, being invited to a harvest supper. His refusal appeared to me a little extraordinary; nor could I conceive how so sensible a girl as my youngest could thus prefer a man of broken fortunes to one whose expectations were much greater. But as men are most capable of distinguishing merit in women, so the ladies often form the truest judgments of us. The two sexes seem placed as spies upon each other, and are furnished with different abilities, adapted for mutual inspection.

CHAPTER IX.

Two Ladies of great Distinction introduced. Superior Finery ever seems to confer superior Breeding.

MR. BURCHELL had scarce taken leave, and Sophia consented to dance with the chaplain, when my little ones came running out to tell us, that the Squire was come with a crowd of company. Upon our return, we found our landlord, with 1 couple of under gentlemen and two young ladies richly dressed, whom he ntroduced as women of very great disinction and fashion from town. We appened not to have chairs enough for he whole company; but Mr. Thornhill mmediately proposed, that every gentlenan should sit in a lady's lap. This I ositively objected to, notwithstanding a ook of disapprobation from my wife. 1oses was therefore dispatched to borrow

a couple of chairs; and as we were in want of ladies to make up a set at country dances, the two gentlemen went with him in quest of a couple of partners. Chairs and partners were soon provided. The gentlemen returned with my neighbour Flamborough's rosy daughters, flaunting with red top-knots; but an unlucky circumstance was not adverted to,-though the Miss Flamboroughs were reckoned the very best dancers in the parish, and understood the jig and roundabout to perfection, yet they were totally unacquainted with country dances. This at first discomposed us: however, after a little shoving and dragging, they at last went merrily on. Our music consisted of two fiddles, with a pipe and tabor. The moon shone bright. Mr. Thornhill and my eldest daughter led up the ball, to the great delight of the spectators; for the neighbours, hearing what was going forward, came flocking about us. My girl moved with so much grace and vivacity, that my wife could not avoid discovering the pride of her heart by assuring me that, though the little chit did it so cleverly, all the steps were stolen from herself. The ladies of the town strove hard to be equally easy, but without success. They swam, sprawled, languished, and frisked; but all would not do: the gazers indeed owned that it was fine; but neighbour Flamborough observed that Miss Livy's feet seemed as pat to the music as its echo. After the dance had continued about an hour, the two ladies, who were apprehensive of catching cold, moved to break up the ball. One of them, I thought, expressed her sentiments upon this occasion in a very coarse manner, when she observed, that, "by the living jingo, she was all of a muck of sweat." Upon our return to the house, we found a very elegant cold supper, which Mr. Thornhill had ordered to be brought with him. The conversation at this time was more reserved than before. The two ladies threw my girls into the shade; for they would talk of nothing but high life, and highlived company; with other fashionable topics, such as pictures, taste, Shakespeare, and the musical glasses. 'Tis true they once or twice mortified us sensibly

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by slipping out an oath; but that appeared to me as the surest symptom of their distinction (though I am since informed that swearing is perfectly unfashionable). Their finery, however, threw a veil over any grossness in their conversation. My daughters seemed to regard their superior accomplishments with envy; and what appeared amiss, was ascribed to tip-top quality breeding. But the condescension of the ladies was still superior to their accomplishments. One of them observed, that had Miss Olivia seen a little more of the world, it would greatly improve her; to which the other added, that a single winter in town would make her little Sophia quite another thing. My wife warmly assented to both; adding, that there was nothing she more ardently wished than to give her girls a single winter's polishing. To this I could not help replying, that their breeding was already superior to their fortune; and that greater refinement would only serve to make their poverty ridiculous, and give them a taste for pleasures they had no right to possess. And what pleasures,' cried Mr. Thornhill, "do they not deserve to possess, who have so much in their power to bestow? As for my part,' continued he, "my fortune is pretty large; love, liberty, and pleasure are my maxims; but curse me, if a settlement of half my estate could give my charming Olivia pleasure, it should be hers; and the only favour I would ask in return would be to add myself to the benefit." I was not such a stranger to the world as to be ignorant that this was the fashionable cant to disguise the insolence of the basest proposal; but I made an effort to suppress my resentment. Sir," cried I, the family which you now condescend to favour with your company has been bred with as nice a sense of honour as you. Any attempts to injure that may be attended with very dangerous consequences. Honour, sir, is our only possession at present, and of that last treasure we must be particularly careful." I was soon sorry for the warmth with which I had spoken this, when the young gentleman, grasping my hand, swore he commended my spirit, though he disapproved

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my suspicions. "As to your prese hint," continued he, "I protest not was farther from my heart than suc thought. No, by all that's tempting!: virtue that will stand a regular siege v never to my taste; for all my ameurs carried by a coup-de-main."

The two ladies, who affected to ignorant of the rest, seemed highly pleased with this last stroke of freed and began a very discreet and ser dialogue upon virtue in this, my the chaplain, and I, soon joined; and Squire himself was at last brought confess a sense of sorrow for his for excesses. We talked of the pleasure temperance, and of the sunshine in " mind unpolluted with guilt. I was well pleased, that my little ones kept up beyond the usual time to edified by so much good conversa Mr. Thornhill even went beyond me. demanded if I had any objection to g prayers. I joyfully embraced the posal; and in this manner the night passed in the most comfortable way, at last the company began to think returning. The ladies seemed very willing to part with my daughters, whom they had conceived a particl affection, and joined in a request to the pleasure of their company home. T Squire seconded the proposals, and wife added her entreaties; the girls, looked upon me as if they wished to In this perplexity, I made two or th excuses, which my daughters as re removed; so that at last I was oblige give a peremptory refusal, for which had nothing but sullen looks and answers the whole day ensuing.

CHAPTER X.

The Family endeavour to cope with their Bet The Miseries of the Poor, when they att to appear above their Circumstances. I Now began to find that all my and painful lectures upon temperar simplicity, and contentment were enti disregarded. The distinctions lately us by our betters awakened that pr which I had laid asleep, but not remov Our windows, again, as formerly, w filled with washes for the neck and fa

he sun was dreaded as an enemy to the in without doors, and the fire as a oiler of the complexion within. My fe observed that rising too early would irt her daughter's eyes, that working ter dinner would redden their noses; d she convinced me that the hands ver looked so white as when they did thing. Instead therefore of finishing eorge's shirts, we now had them newodelling their old gauzes, or flourishing on catgut. The poor Miss Flamboughs, their former gay companions, ere cast off as mean acquaintance, and e whole conversation ran upon high e, and high-lived company, with picres, taste, Shakespeare, and the musical

Lsses.

But we could have borne all this, had t a fortune-telling gipsy come to raise into perfect sublimity. The tawny sibyl sooner appeared, than my girls came nning to me for a shilling a-piece to oss her hand with silver. To say the 1th, I was tired of being always wise, and uld not help gratifying their request, cause I loved to see them happy. I ve each of them a shilling; though for e honour of the family it must be obved, that they never went without money emselves, as my wife always generously them have a guinea each, to keep in their ckets, but with strict injunctions never change it. After they had been closeted with the fortune-teller for some time, knew by their looks, upon their returng, that they had been promised someing great. "Well, my girls, how have u sped? Tell me, Livy, has the fortuneler given thee a pennyworth?"-"I otest, papa," says the girl, "I believe e deals with somebody that's not right; r she positively declared, that I am to married to a Squire in less than a elvemonth!"-"Well, now, Sophy, y child," said I, "and what sort of a sband are you to have?"-" Sir," olied she, "I am to have a Lord soon er my sister has married the Squire." How," cried I, "is that all you are have for your two shillings? Only a ord and a Squire for two shillings? You ols, I could have promised you a Prince da Nabob for half the money."

This curiosity of theirs, however, was attended with very serious effects: we now began to think ourselves designed by the stars to something exalted, and already anticipated our future grandeur.

It has been a thousand times observed, and I must observe it once more, that the hours we pass with happy prospects in view, are more pleasing than those crowned with fruition. In the first case, we cook the dish to our own appetite; in the latter, Nature cooks it for us. It is impossible to repeat the train of agreeable reveries we called up for our entertainment. We looked upon our fortunes as once more rising; and, as the whole parish asserted that the Squire was in love with my daughter, she was actually so with him; for they persuaded her into the passion. In this agreeable interval my wife had the most lucky dreams in the world, which she took care to tell us every morning with great solemnity and exactness. It was one night a coffin and cross-bones, the sign of an approaching wedding; at another time she imagined her daughters' pockets filled with farthings, a certain sign of their being shortly stuffed with gold. The girls themselves had their omens. They felt strange kisses on their lips; they saw rings in the candle; purses bounced from the fire, and true love-knots lurked in the bottom of every teacup.

Towards the end of the week we received a card from the two ladies, in which, with their compliments, they hoped to see all our family at church the Sunday following. All Saturday morning I could perceive, in consequence of this, my wife and daughters in close conference together, and now and then glancing at me with looks that betrayed a latent plot. To be sincere, I had strong suspicions that some absurd proposal was preparing for appearing with splendour the next day. In the evening they began their operations in a very regular manner, and my wife undertook to conduct the siege. After tea, when I seemed in spirits, she began thus:

"I fancy, Charles, my dear, we shall have a great deal of good company at our church to-morrow."-" Perhaps we may, my dear," returned I, “though you need be under no uneasiness about that;