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body, you know, who flies about at night, even if it had been, how was she to know like the ballet, I mean like the Sylphide that it was not as much the usual costume of in the ballet. Only, of course, she isn't as an elderly Scotch lady, as the kilt was, good as the Sylphide; at least the Sylphide which she had been shown in pictures, and I saw Taglioni do, long ago, one could not had already see worn by peasantry that help being sorry for, and, except that she morning ? flew about, she seemed so quiet you know; So they were all very comfortable, and but of course it would have been better if Sir Douglas very genial and cheerful; and the lover in the ballet had loved the High- a day was fixed for a dinner to neighbours land girl in the green plaid. Still she was and friends, some to stay in the Castle, and 80 wonderful, that one can't exactly wonder some only to come over moor and fell" to

- but I dare say she'll keep Kenneth in feast, and drink healths, and congratulate good order — don't you think so ?” on the marriage of Ross of Torrieburn, Sir

Sir Douglas smiled, rather abstractedly; Douglas's nephew. he was musing over the prospect of life-long When the glum old dowager at Clochnaneighbourhood and companionship between ben Castle ascertained from Alice that Jezethis Spanish woman and his wife. He look- bel of the radiant locks was an admitted ed at his serene, dove-eyed Gertrude. The guest at the castle of Glenrossie ; and would serene eyes were bent gently and with ex- probably, if not certainly, grace with her treme approbation on the singer. As they presence the table of its master, she fiercely left the piano, and Eusebia lingered to lift and defiantly shook her head with the black gloves and rings and a bracelet with pendent silk bonnet on it, at the unconscious card of jewels which Kenneth reclasped on her arm, invitation; and, pinching that oblong bit of Lady Ross bowed her head while passing the pasteboard hard, between a thumb and finottoman where her husband was seated, and ger of each hand, as she held it out towards whispered, “What a bewitching creature !” | Sir Douglas's half-sister, she ejaculated,

And Kenneth also evidently thought her "Well! that ever I should live to see the a bewitching creature. He was what is day, when such a neighbourhood as ours was called “ passionately in love ” with his Span- when first your mother came here ish Donna; and he occasionally adopted to neighbourhood of good names and good wards Gertrude, in memory of unforgotten families, and folk well-to-do and respected days at the Villa Mandorlo, a manner ab- should come to be such a heatherum-gathersurdly compounded of triumph and resent- um as it is now! How Lady Ross could ment, especially when the applause of his dare to write such words to me — Requestbride's singing was greatest. "It was a man- ed to meet friends and neighbours on the ner that seemed to say, “ Ab, you wouldn't happy occasion of Mr. Kenneth's marriage.' accept me, and now see what I've got. A Happy occasion, indeed ! I wonder what his woman with twice your beauty, and four fine Spanish she-grandee of a wife will times your voice, and twenty times your think of the miller's daughter! Friends and talent, and so love with me that I believe neighbours: was I ever friendly, or neighshe would stab any one she thought I fancied bourly either, with that ranting roaring instead of her.”

woman ? I'll not stir from Clochnaben ; nor The next evening and the next passed off shall Clochnaben stir; nor Mr. James Frere, calmly enough. The sinner of Torrieburn whose name Lady Ross has had just the came; and saw her son's foreign wife with blind impudence to add in; expecting deinterest a: () with admiration, though unable cent women, and clergy, and people of a to make out the meaning of the gracious Christian sort, to sit hugger-mugger with sentences in broken English, which were women who've done nothing but offend the delivered with the gleaming smile and the Lord ever since they were baptized! It's “ effusion" of manner Donna Eusebia really a thing that should be noticed with thought right in addressing all relatives. reprobation, and young Lady Ross should One smothered fear of Kenneth's was not blush to have written such a card.” realized. Donna Eusebia did not perceive So saying, the irate dowager flung the his mother's vulgarity. The few phrases in card into the wood fire crackling before her, the broadest Scotch which Maggie in her and, giving a last trembling shake of indigamazement uttered from time to time, were nation to the blaek bonnet, she added :Greek to her but not more obscure than a “Humph! It's not the only thing that great deal of what other people said. The ought to go to flames and brimstone. And over-decoration of Maggie's still handsome you may just tell your milk-and-water Lady person at this festal meeting was scarcely of Glenrossie that I'm a trifle less bendable more than she herself had indulged in ; and, I than she is, and have neither an old busband nor a young lover to make me knuckle great crimson silk arm-chair, one of her down to such company. And, when I'm large white arms lounging on either side of asked to meet such, 1 answer stoutly, No. it; giving a peculiar look of squareness to a Keep yourself to yourself on such occasions ; figure already portly. She had on a gown that's my dictum.

of pale green satin, excessively trimmed But, when Ailie had described “all the with white blonde, and rather too short for doings” at the castle, all the singing, and a lady whose habit it was to sit cross-legged, strangeness, and entertainment to be gather- with one foot in the air. But, beyond that, ed therefrom ; when she had described that the dowager could find no comfort, nor any manner of Kenneth's which she had shrewd- special ridicule in Maggie's appearance. ly watched from her half-closed eyes, aided Mrs. Ross Heaton was fortunately very by the light of foregone conclusions; when proud of her golden hair, and had not she dwelt on the offence a refusal would therefore hidden it with wreaths or lacegive Sir Douglas, with the love he had for caps on this occasion ; she had merely his nephew, and probably also to the plaited its immense length, and coiled it

Spanish she-grandee” he had married, round, as Lady Clochnaben said, “ just like Lady Clochnaben sniffed, wavered, and the sea-serpent she was.” covered the retreat from her resolute stand, She seemed extremely cheerful and elate; which — (curiosity getting the better of pro- rather loud in her laugh, and an object of priety) -- she at length permitted herself to some attention to the gentlemen immediatemake, — by giving utterance to another dic- ly near her, tum; namely, that one was no more bound The party was rather numerous. People to know beforehand what company one Kenneth had not seen from childhood, were would meet at dinner than what dishes gathered there names he saintly rememwould be set on the table; that, maybe, bered sounded in his ear

- hands uiterly Maggie would not be there (this being an unfamiliar clutched his with sentences of interpretation to save her conscience, for congratulation. she felt convinced of the contrary), but that, There was Major Maxwell, who had served if the dreaded Jezebel did come, then she with Sir Douglas, and Mr. Innes of Innes, would show her neighbourly abborrence of and three Forbeses of three several places, „a neighbour's faults by treating Mrs. Ross who bad barely a distant cousinship among Heaton with stern disdain ; never speaking them, though all bore the same name, and to ber; never seeming to perceive her pres- who were accordingly all called by the ence; and, if she dared volunteer an obser- names of their places, and the good word vation intended for the Clochnaben ear, then Forbes never mentioned. There was a reto pour out such open reproofs, such vials markably handsome young Highlander in a of fiery wrath, as would teach the brazen kilt, with a velvet jacket, who rejoiced in hussy never to forget herself again ; even the title of Monzies of Craigievar and Polif she was puffed into as much importance doch, and who had an estate of about two as the toad in the fable by the unheard-of hundred a year, somewhere “ayont the imprudence and apathy of Lady Ross; an hills." There were Campbells, and Stuarts, apathy as to the great rules of marriage and Frasers, and Gordons, all “good men and chastity which could only be attributed and true ;” and many who had served their to her foreign education, and the idiocy of the country, though their country was utterly mother who superintended it.

indifferent to their existence - loyal men And so a haughty condescension of assent who loved their unseen monarch, and were was vouchsafed; and the Dowager Clochna- ready at all times to fight in India, China, ben, - clothed in black velvet trimmed with or America, as the case might be. grébe bordering, and with a necklet of large The dinner was gay, and healths were single diamonds surmounting a white gauze drunk even in the presence of the ladies. ruti

, — sailed into the great crimson room The Spanish beauty flashed eyes and fan and where the company were assembling, and jewels, with double and treble energy, and cast a severe and searching glance over the bit her under lip more than ever, and laughheads and shoulders of most of the party, ed with Monzies of Craigievar and Poldoch. to see if the sinner of Torrieburn was Lady Clochnaben grew grimmer and colder; there.

as the winter sky grows in the fall of the Yes, she was ! she was ; in spite of all day. Mr. James Frere became excessively proper regulations of human conduct. And, animated; insomuch that even the wary even then, Dowager Clochnaben had a frown Alice was caught with an expression of surready to annihilate her, only that Maggie prise, and something strangely resembling never looked her way. She was seated in a fear, on her generally guarded countenance. FOURTI BERIES. LIVING AGE. VOL. III. 42.


And Lady Ross, after also glancing at hin " I'm saying I'm glad we're met at last, once or twice unquietly, gave the usual sig- Leddy Clochnaben." nal for the ladies to proceed to the drawing- “I desire you'll not have the boldness

to address me," said the dowager, with exThere the Spanish beauty threw herself cessive fierceness. “If family reasons infull length on one of the sofas with an ex- duce persons who ought to know better, clamation of fatigue and exhaustion. Lady to invite you among decent folks, at least Ross moved towards her, and sat down by you might have the decency to keep quiet her side. Alice conversed in an undertone in your corner.” with Lady Charlotte.

I keep quiet, mem!” exclaimed Maggie, Coffee was served and taken; and then bursting with wrath. “ Who's the stranger there was a pause.

here, I'd fain ken ? I'm here amang my How could Maggie find courage to address ain kin; for the marriage of my ain lad; that pillar of black velvet, which stood erect, wi" a leddy that's mair a leddy, an'a bonnier surmounted by the diamond necklet, lean- leddy too, than a' the Clochnabens that ever ing one stern band on the chimney-piece, crooed on their beggarly midden; and' l'a and setting one stern foot on the tender! hae ye to ken that I dinna care that for yere

She did find courage, careless courage; airs and yere graces, and, if my mon's dede did not even know any was needed. Still that wad hae gi’en ye as gude as ye bring, I seated and lounging, she looked up at the can tak' my ain pairt ; if even I hadn't my dowager and said,

lad come bame, and I'll” "I kenned ye weel by sicht, Leddy Cloch- What more Maggie would have said, naben, but we're strangers else. Ye were snapping her white fingers, with a rapid and no ow'r willing to show, the day ye mind I resounding repetition of snaps in the infucam' wi' my puir mon, Mr. Heaton, to speak riated dowager's face, cannot be known, for

an hysterical burst of tears and howls beLady Clochnaben positively shuddered gan to wind up (or break down) her oration, with anger; but she made no reply. before she perceived that many of the gen

Maggie raised her voice, already some. tlemen who had re-entered from dinner, and thing of the loudest, as if she thought the all the ladies, were gazing. at the scene in hearer might be deaf.


wi' ye."


Just beyond the Julian Gate,

Stands an old and ruin'd seat, With some Latin and a date,

'Neath a broken statue's feet. There, from out a batter'd mask,

Once a fountain used to flow, There by day the lizards bask,

There by night the lovers go.

Little Nina's voice it was,

Whispering “Carrissimo"
Once I did the same alas!

That was twenty years ago.
'Twas the very voice and tono

Once her mother used to have;
I could not repress a groan,

Thinking she is in her grave.

There I heard them over night,

Billing, cooing - all alone; I was hidden out of sight,

Where the bank slides sheerly down – Sitting on an olive's root

* In a dream of love and pain, Eating Memory's bitter fruit;

Living the old times again.

Then they heard me, found me there —

Nina fell upon my breast,
Kiss'd my cheek but I forbear -

You who know me, know the rest.
They are happy – from the tree

Falls the fruit when fully grown.
She is happy to be free —
I am wretched, left alone.

Good Words.

From the Saturday Review,

revenge. People seem really to have taken

an exquisite pleasure in revenging themOLD-FASHIONED SINS.

selves; they are warned against yielding to

its temptations as a working-man of the The history of mankind may be traced present day is warned against drinking gin. by the sins which have gone out of fashion. It is supposed to be undoubtedly wrong, but Not that it at all follows that mankind tends so pleasant that it requires almost superhuto perfection, or even to improvement. man strength to refrain from it. Now what There is a fashion in sinning, as in other civilized being at the present day really things. One popular sin may have gone out thinks it worth while to take any trouble to with the use of wigs, but another has perhaps revenge himself? If any one has injured been introduced with cylindrical hats; if so, his vanity, has treated him in public places it has brought its punishment along with it. with contempt, or exposed his folly, he is Moral diseases change their type like physi- rather glad than otherwise to pay off bis cal. The Black Death and other hideous adversary when the occasion comes; but to sicknesses have gone out, but we have got make vengeance any very serious object of a good many new and virulent diseases in their thought, much more to devote a life to it place. Whether the physical constitution after the melodramatic fashion, is so rare as of men has on the average improved or to be almost an evidence of insanity. In decayed is a question for physicians to set- old days, the case would naturally be differtle ; and moralists may decide, if they çan, ent. A feudal baron, in the intense dulness whether we are on the whole better or of his country life, would very likely. bave worse than our forefathers. Believers in nothing else to think of than the injury democracy will of course bold that we are done to him by some brutal likeness of improving; and staunch old Tories, that we himself; the one great excitement of his life are steadily declining in virtue. The cyni- being a fight, he would be always employcal part of mankind will fall back on the ing his imagination at odd times in taking somewhat musty aphorism that human na- his enemy at a disadvantage, getting him ture is much the same in all ages, which is down, and casting him into a loathsome as far from the truth as most aphorisms. It dungeon. He might brood over this for depends for its superficial probability upon hours, when his modern counterpart would an arbitrary division between the perma- be reading the Times. It would doubtless: nent character of a man and the modifica- be extremely gratifying when he could ultitions produced by circumstances. We do mately change these amiable fancies into not know that those modifications are mere facts, and get his enemy bodily into the ly temporary, and that a modern English- loathsome dungeon before his eyes. It man transplanted back to the middle ages would be a real addition to his narrow would throw off his present babits as easily round of amusements to gloat over his unas he would change his clothes. On the lucky victim in the dungeon, to ask him contrary, it is more likely that some pas- how he liked mouldy bread and stinking sions are ultimately killed out by particular water, and perhaps ultimately to put his forms of society, as the instincts of a beast eyes out, or starve him, after the playful are altered by his domestication. The mor- custom of the period. Loathsome dungeons al injunctions which were applicable in have, however, gone out of fashion. If a. previous ages thus gradually acquire a country gentleman were to get another curious tinge of naïveté ; they are directed into his power, and lock him up in the coal-: against sins which have so changed in cellar, there would be a row about it in the character that we have some difficulty in papers; he therefore gives up meditating discovering their modern representatives. such an action as a part of real life; he In some cases, we have merely changed our does not even anticipate very seriously that mode of action. We bave learnt to convey, he will ever be able to knock his enemy's and not to steal; to break a wife's heart by head off, though he sometimes uses some refined spiritual torture, instead of knocking such traditional form of words as roughly her down with a club and stamping upon expressing his feelings. As distractions are her; to influence by delicate attentions, more plentiful than they used to be — even instead of practising coarse bribery; and so in the country - it is much easier to forgetforth. But there are also some sins for all about his injury, thus combining obedi· which we seem to have grown too sensible ence to Christian morality with amusement. or too virtuous.

Mr. Mudie's Library has no doubt done a For example, old-fashioned moralists are good deal towards eradicating this evil always talking about the wickedness of passion. Revenge is still. known, indeed,

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and is exemplified by 'occasional mur- think of mixing up business with revenge.
derers, and eccentric old bachelors and it is generally fatal to both purposes to
ladies ; but in the classes whose time is fully endeavour to combine benevolence with
occupied it has gone pretty well out of fash- business. If you invest money with the
ion; the pleasure is not worth the trouble. purpose of doing good, you probably get no
It is still believed in by novelists, because interest and no* thanks; but to invest it
it is very convenient for dramatic purposes, with malevolent objects would be even
and because nine-tenths of novelists draw, worse, in a commercial as well as a Christian
not from life, but from their predecessors. point of view. In short, it is getting daily
But even novelists are beginning to find it more difficult to injure our enemies satisfac-
very hard to introduce it with any probability: torily, and we have daily a greater number,
It is one of the many excellencies attributed of causes of distraction. It is not yet easy
to Mr. Guy Livingstone that he has a very to love our enemies, but it is remarkably
low opinion of the Christian virtue of for- easy not to hate them. In fact, very few
giveness. But the author is amusingly un- men have got any enemies in the proper
able to give him an opportunity of gratifying sense of the word. In a remote district the
his revengeful spirit." He goes about curs- parson and the squire may quarrel, and go
ing and swearing a good deal; but the on“ nursing their wrath to keep it warm,"
worst he can do, when it comes to the point, for any number of years; but how could a
is to decidedly cut the person who has parson and one of his parishioners quarrel
offended him. Duelling is gone out of fash- to any effect in London? The parishioner
ion, and murder is rot common in good may cease to go to the parson's church, or
society. The way in which the heroes to ask him to dinner; but that is a very
of most novels revenge themselves is by negative way of quarrelling; the two fill too
one of those elaborate and diabolical plots little space in each other's lives to be cap-
which have, so far as we have ever heard, able of inflicting or receiving much injury.
absolutely no counterpart in real life. Peo- There are many men for whom one feels an
ple sometimes tell a good many lies to get instinctive dislike, but the worst that the
up the shares of a railway company, or to most spiteful of us can do is to avoid their
send down a horse in the betting; but the company, and perhaps to speak ill of them
plot of fiction - the elaborate arrangement behind their backs. And nobody is seri-
in which the villain brings the virtuous ously the worst nowadays for a little back-
characters under the influence of a diaboli- biting. The world won't trouble itself
cal enchantment, causing everybody to mis- about trifles, and such hostility is at most
understand everybody else throughout two likë throwing a few shells into a fortified
volumes and a half -- is simply fictitious. town. It is annoying, but 'does no vital
No one has time enough to weave such injury.
tangled webs of deceit. The villain has to There are various other vices which tend
be at his chambers or on the Stock Ex- to become obsolete on the same principle.
change, and cannot be bothered with acting Wby used our fathers, fifty years ago, to
lago in common life; he would much rather consume two bottles of port after dinner?
give up the lady and the revenge, and take Simply because life was so dull that they
it out in money. One common device of had nothing better to do. The dreary old
novelists is exemplified in a story in Pick- bacchanalian melodies about driving away
wick, where a gentleman manages, after a care merely meant that an elderly gentle-
long course of commercial operations, to sell man of the period was generally bored
up his enemy, and leave him to starve in unless he was drunk. No man could now
the Fleet; he of course appears subsequent afford to dine early every day, and pass the
ly, wrapped in a cloak (another arrange- evening boozing, even if it were intrinsically
ment which has perhaps become obsolete pleasant. A somewhat similar case is that
with the decline in melodramatic revenges), of gambling, considered as distinct from
and reveals himself to his victim with an speculation. People enjoy games of pure
appropriate speech. But even this sort of chance because it is the simplest possible
revenge is already losing its efficiency; it way of obtaining excitement without even
depends upon the old law of imprisonment an intellectual effort. Savages are keen
for debt, and the probable result in real gamblers, when they have a chance; it is
life would be that the old gentleman would a pleasant relief to the torpor of their ordi-
go through the court and retire upon a nary lives at home. Red Indians, after
moderate competency, which would be a losing all their other property, will stake
somewhat lame and impotent conclusion. their scalps, their lives, or their liberties.
Moreover, no good man of business would | In more civilized states of society a craving

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