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versation; and such as have been taught to deride religion, will laugh at one whose chief stores of comfort are drawn from futurity.
CHAP. I. The description of the family of
Wakefield, in which a kindred likeness pre
vails as well of minds as of persons. ; I
was ever of opinion that the honest man who married, and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, aud only talked of population. From this motive, I had scarce taken orders a year, before I began to think seriously of matrimony, and chose my wife as she did her wedding gown, not for a fine glossy surface, but such qualities as would wear well. To do her justice, she was a good-natured notable woman; and as for breeding, there were few country ladies who at that time could shew more. She could read any English book without much spelling; but for pickling, preserving, aud cookery, none could excel her. She prided herself much also upon being an excellent contriver in house-keeping; yet I could never find that we grew richer with all her contrivances.
However, we loved each other tenderly, and our fondness increased with age. There was in fact nothing, that could make us angry with the world or each other.
We had an elegant house, situated in a fine country, and a good neighbourhood. The year was spent in a moral or rural amusement, in visiting our rich neighbours, and relieving such as were poor. We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fire-side, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.
As we lived near the road, we often had the traveller or stranger visit us to taste our gooseberry wine, for which we had great reputation; and I profess with the veracity of an historian, that I never knew one of them find fault with it. Our cousins too, even to the fortieth remove, all remembered their affinity, without any help from the Herald's office, and came very frequently to see us. Some of them did us no great honour by these claims of kindred; for, literally speaking, we had the lame, the blind, and the halt, amongst the number. However, my wife always insisted, that, as they were the same flesh and blood, they should sit with us at the same table. So that if we had not very rich, we generally had very happy friends about us; for this remark will hold good through life, that the poorer the guest, the better pleased he ever is with being treated : and as some men gaze with admiration at the colours of a tulip, and others are smitten with the wing of a butterfly, so I was by nature an admirer of happy human faces. However, when any one of our relations was found to be a person of a very bad character, a trous blesome guest, or one we desired to get rid of, upon his leaving my house for the first time, I ever took care to lend him a riding-coat, or a pair of boots, or sometimes a horse of small value; and I always had the satis: faction of finding he never came back to return them. By this the house was cleared of such as we did not like; but never was the family of Wakefield known to turn the traveller or the poor dependant out of doors. Thus we lived several years in a state of much hape piness; not but that we sometimes had those little rubs which providence sends to enhance the value of its fat vours. My orchard was often robbed by school-boys, and my wife's custards plundered by the cats or the children. The 'Squire would sometimes fall asleep in the most pathetick parts of my sermon, or his lady re turn my wife's civilities at church with a mutilated curtesy. But we soon got over the uneasiness caused by such accidents, and usually in three or four days we began to wonder how they vext us.
My children, the offspring of temperance, as they were educated without softness, so they were at once! well formed and healthy; my sons hardy and active, my daughters beautiful and blooming. When I stood in the midst of the little circle, which promised to be the supports of my declining age, I could not avoid repeating the famous story of Count Abensberg, who, in Henry 'II's progress through Germany, while other courtiers came with their treasures, brought his thirtytwo children, and presented them to his sovereign as the most valuable offering he had to bestow. In this manner, though I bad but six, I considered them as a very valuable present made to my country, and consec quently looked upon it as my debtor. Our eldest son was named George, after his uncle, who left us ten thousand pounds. Our second child, a girl, I intended to call, after her aunt, Grissel; but my wife, who, dn.ing hur i "jn ny, had been reading romances, insisted upon her being called Olivia. In less than another year we had a daughter again, and now I was determiued that Grissel should be her name; but a rich relation taking a fancy to stand godmother, the girl was, by her directions, called Sophia: so that we had two romantick names in the family'; but I solemnly protest I had no hand in it. Moses was our next ; and
after an interval of twelve years, we had two sons
It would be fruitless to deny my exultation when I saw my little ones about me; but the vanity and the satisfaction of my wife were even greater than mine. When our visitors would usually say: « Well,
, upon my word, Mrs. Primrose, you have the finest children in the whole country». =«
« Ay, neighbour, she would answer, they are as heaven made them, handsome enough, if they be good enough; for handsome is that handsome does ». And then she would bid the girls hold up their heads; who, to conceal nothing, were certainly very handsome. Mere outside is so very trifling a circumstance with me, that I should scarce have remembered to mention it, had it not been a general topick of conversation in the country. Olivia, now about eighteen, had that luxuriancy of beauty with which painters generally draw Hebe: open, sprightly, and commanding, Sophia's features were not so strike ing at first; but often did more certain execution, for they were soft, modest, and alluring. The one vanquish= ed by a single blow, the other by efforts successively repeated.
The temper of a woman is generally formed from the turn of her features ; at least it was so with my daughters. Olivia wished for any lovers ; Sophia to secure one. Olivia was often affected from too great a desire to please ; Sophia even represt excellence from her fears to offend. The one entertained me with her vivacity, when I was gay; the other with her sense, when I was serious. But these qualities were never carried to excess in either, and I have often seen them exchange characters for a whole day together. A suit of mourning has transformed my coquet into a prude, and a new set of ribands has given her younger sister