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such feelings, ventured to whisper “ Han- that is wicked, and corrupter of all that is nah ?” her brother placing her gently on the frail, The Foaming Tankard.' It is there, steps leading to the green-house, and leaning in the noble game of Four-Corners, that the himself against the open door, began in a low man who aspires to the love of Hannah Coland subdued tone to pour out his whole heart son passes his hours.-Lucy, do you rememto his sympathising auditress. The story was ber the exquisite story of Phæbe Dawson, in nearly such as she had been led to expeci from Crabbe's Parish Register ?—such as she was, the silence of one party, and the distress of will Hannah be. I could resign her, Heaven I the other. A rival-a most unworthy rival- knows, grievous as the loss would be, to one had appeared upon the scene; and James whom she loved, and who would ensure her Meadows, besides the fear of losing the love happiness. But to give her up to Edward ly creature whom he had loved so fondly, had Forester the very thought is madness!" the additional grief of believing that the man “Surely, brother, she cannot know that he whose flatteries had at least gained from her is so unworthy! surely, surely, when she is a flattering hearing, was of all others the least convinced that he is so, she will throw him likely to make her respectable and happy.- off like an infected garment! I know Hannah Much misery may be comprised in few words. well. She would be protected from such an Poor James's story was soon told.
one as you describe, as well by pride as by A young and gay Baronet had, as Lucy purity. She cannot be aware of these proknew, taken the manor house and manor of pensities." Aberleigh : and during her absence, a part of “She has been told of them repeatedly; his retinue with a train of dogs and horses but he denies the accusation, and she rather had established themselves in the mansion, in believes his denial than the assertion of her preparation for their master's arrival. Amongst best friends. Knowing Hannah as you do, these new comers, by far the most showy and Lucy, you cannot but remember the petulant important was the head-keeper, Edward Fo- self-will, the scorn of contradiction and oppo. rester, a fine-looking young man, with a tall, sition, which used half to vex and half to firm, upright figure, a clear dark complexion, amuse us in the charming spoilt child. We bright black eyes, a smile alternately winning little dreamt how dangerous that fault, almost and scornful, and a prodigious Anency of diverting in trifles, might become in the serious speech, and readiness of compliment. He business of life. Her mother and brother are fell in love with Hannah at first sight, and my warm advocates, and the deterinined opdeclared his passion the same afternoon; and, ponents of my rival; and therefore, to assert although discouraged by every one about her, what she calls her independence and her disnever failed to parade before her mother's interestedness, (for with this sweet perverse house two or three times a day, mounted on creature the worldly prosperity which I valued his master's superb blood-horse, to waylay her chiefly for her sake makes against me,) she in her walks, and to come across her in her will fing herself away on one wholly unworvisits. Go where she might, Hannah was thy of her, one whom she does not even love, sure to encounter Edward Forester; and this and with whom her whole life will be a scene devotion from one whose personal attractions of degradation and misery.' extorted as much admiration from the lasses, “Will he be to-night at the Foaming Tanher companions, as she herself had been used kard ?" to excite amongst the country lads, had in it, “He is there every night." in spite of its ostentatious openness, a flattery At this point of their conversation the brothat seemed irresistible.
ther was called away; and Lucy, after a little "I do not think she loves him, Lucy," said consideration, tied on her bonnet, and walked James Meadows, sighingly; "indeed I am to Mrs. Colson's. sure that she does not. She is dazzled by his! Her welcome from William Colson and his showiness and his fluency, his horsemanship mother was as cordial and hearty as ever, perand his dancing; but love him she does noi. haps more so; Hannah's greetings were af It is fascination, such a fascination as leads afectionate, but constrained. Not to receive moth to flutter round a candle, or a bird to Lucy kindly was impossible; and yet her drop into the rattlesnake's mouth,-and never own internal consciousness rendered poor was flame more dangerous, or serpent more Lucy, next perhaps to her brother, the very deadly. He is unworthy of her, Lucy,-tho- last person whom she would have desired to roughly unworthy. This man, who calls him- see; and this uncomfortable feeling increased self devoted to a creature as innocent as she to a painful degree, when the fond sister, with is lovely, who pretends to feel a pure and some diminution of her customary gentleness, genuine passion for this pure and too-believing spoke to her openly of her conduct to James, girl, passes his evenings, his nights, in drink and repeated with strong and earnest repreing, in gambling, in debauchery of the lowest hension, all that she had heard of the conduct and most degrading nature. He is doubtless and pursuits of her new admirer. at this very instant at the wretched beer-shop “ He frequent the Foaming Taokard! He at the corner of the common--the haunt of all I drink to intoxication! He play for days and nights at Four-Corners! It is a vile slander! :ed by the small-pox, she can no longer boast I would answer for it with my life! He told the surpassing loveliness which obtained for me this very day that he has never even en- her the title of the Rose of Aberleigh. And tered that den of infamy."
yet she has gained more than she has lost, "I believe him to be there at this very even in mere attraction; the vain coquettish hour," replied Lucy, calmly. And Hannah, girl is become a sweet and gentle woman; ! excited to the highest point of anger and agi gaiety has been replaced by sensibility, and tation, dared Lucy to the instant proof, invited the sauciness of conscious power, by the her to go with her at once to the beer-house, modest wish to please. In her long and danand offered to abandon all thoughts of Edward gerous illness, her slow and doubtfol corrvalesForester if he proved to be there. Lucy, cence, Hannah learned the difficult lesson to willing enough to place the fate of the cause acknowledge and to amend her own faults ; on that issue, prepared to accompany her; and and when, after many scruples on the score of, the two girls were so engrossed by the impor- her changed person and impaired health, she tance of their errand, that they did not even became ihe happy wife of James Meadows, i hear Mrs. Colson's terrified remonstrance, who she brought to him, in a corrected temper aud! vainly endeavoured to detain or recall them by purified heart, a dowry far more precious in assurances that small-pox of the confluent sort his mind than the transient beauty which had was in the house; and that she had heard only been her only charm in the eyes of Edward that very afternoon, that a young woman, Forester. vaccinated at the same time, and by the same person with her Hannah, lay dead in one of the rooms of the Foaming Tankard.
Not listening to, not even hearing her TOWN VERSUS COUNTRY.. mother, Hannah walked with the desperate speed of passion through the village street, “I'm desperately afear'd, Sue, that that' up the winding hill, across the common, along brother of thine will turn out a jackanapes," the avenue; and reached in less time than was the apostrophe of the good yeoman seemed possible the open grove of oaks, in Michael Howe, to his pretty daughter Susan, one corner of which this obnoxious beer-house, as they were walking one fine afternoon in the torment and puzzle of the magistrates, harvest through some narrow and richly-woodand the best of the parish, was situated. I ed lanes, which wound between the crofts of There was no sign of death or sickness about his farm of Rutherford West, situate in that the place. The lights from the tap-room and out-of-the-way part of Berkshire, which is the garden, along one side of which the alley emphatically called “the Low Country,” for for Four-Corners was erected, gleamed in the no better reason that I can discover than that darkness of a moonless summer night between it is the very hilliest part of the royal county. the trees; and even farther than the streaming “I'm sadly afear'd, Sue, that he'll turn out a light, pierced the loud oaths and louder laugh- jackanapes !”—and the stout farmer brandishter, the shouts of triumph, and the yells of ed the tall paddle which served him at once defeat, mixed with the dull heavy blows of as a walking-stick and a weeding-hook, and the large wooden bowl, from the drunken began vigorously eradicating the huge thistles gamesters in the alley.
which grew by the roadside, as a mere vent Hannah started as she heard one voice; but, for his vexation. “You'll see that he'll come determined to proceed, she passed straight back an arrant puppy," quoth Michael Howe. through the garden-gate, and rushed hastily on “Oh, father! don't say so," rejoined Susan; to the open shed where the players were as- “why should you think so hardly of poor sembled. There, stripped of his coat and William - our own dear William, whom we waistcoat, in all the agony of an intoxicated have not seen these three years? What gambler, stood Edward Forester, in the act of earthly harm has he done?” staking his gold-laced hat upon the next cast. / “Harm, girl! Look at his letters! You He threw and lost; and casting from him know you're ashamed yourself to take 'em of with a furious oath the massive wooden ball, the postman. Pink paper, forsooth, and bloe struck, in his blind frenzy, the lovely creature ink, and a seal with bits of make-believe gold transfixed in silent horror at the side of the speckled about in it like a ladybird's wingsalley, who fell with the blow, and was carried I hate all make-believes, all shams; they're for dead into the Foaming Tankard.
worse than poison ;-stinking of some outlandish scent, so that I'm forced to smoke a couple
of pipes extra to get rid of the smell; and Hannah did not, however, die; although latterly, as if this folly was not enough, he! her left arm was broken, her shoulder disloca- has crammed these precious scrawls into a sort ted, and much injury inflicted by the fall. of paper-bag, pasted together just as if o' purShe lived, and she still lives, but no longer as pose to make us pay double postage. Jackthe Beauty of the Village. Her fine shape 'anapes did I call him? He's a worse mollyinjured by the blow, and her fair face difigur- ! cot than a woman."
* Dear father, all young men will be foolish | digiously like a man who would keep his one way or another; and you know my uncle word. says, that William is wonderfully steady for so! Susan, on her part, continued to thread the young a man, and his master is so well pleased narrow winding lanes that led towards Wantwith him, that he is now foreman in his great age; walking leisurely along, and forming, as concern. You must parden a little nonsense she went, half unconsciously, a nosegay of in a country youth, thrown suddenly into a the wild flowers of the season; the delicate shop in the gayest part of London, and with hare-bell, the lingering wood-vetch, the blue bis godfather's legacy coming unexpectedly scabious, the heaths which clustered on the upon hiin, making him too rich for a journey. bank, the tall graceful lilac campanula, the man tradesman. But he's coming to see us snowy bells of the bindweed, the latest briar. now. He would have come six months ago, rose, and that species of clematis, which, peras soon as he got this money, if his master haps because it generally indicates the neighcould have spared him; and he'll be wiser be bourhood of houses, has won for itself the fore he goes back to London."
pretty name of the traveller's joy, whilst that "Not he. Hang Lunnon! Why did he loveliest of wild-flowers, whose name is now go to Lunnon at all? Why could not he stop sentimentalized out of prettiness, the intensely at Rutherford like his father and his father's blue forget-me-not, was there in rich profufather, and see to the farm? What business sion. had he in a great shop!-a man-mercer's they Susan herself was not uolike her posy; call it. What call had he to Lunnon, I say? sweet and delicate, and full of a certain pasTell me that, Miss Susan."
toral grace. Her light and airy figure suited "Why, dear father, you know very well well with a fair mild countenance, breaking I that when Master George Arnot was so un- into blushes and smiles when she spoke, and luckily obstinate about the affair of the water- set off by bright ringlets of golden hair, parted course, and would go to law with you, and on her white forehead, and hanging in long swore that instead of marrying William, poor 'carls on her finely-rounded cheeks. Always Mary should be married to the rich malisterneat but never fine,-gentle, cheerful, and moold Jacob Giles - William, who had loved, dest, it would be difficult to find a prettier! Mary ever since they were children together, ' specimen of an English farmer's daughter could not bear to stay in the country, and went than Susan Howe. But just now the little off to my uncle, forbidding me ever to men- damsel wore a look of care not usual to her tion her name in a letter; and so " i fair and tranquil features; she seemed, as she
Well! well !" rejoined the father, some was, full of trouble. what softened ; " but he need not have turned | Poor William !" so ran her thoughts, puppy and coxcomb because he was crossed "my father would not even listen to his last in love. Pshaw !" added the good farmer, letter because it poisoned him with musk. I giving a mighty tug with his paddle at a wonder that William can like that disagree-, tough mullein which happened to stand in his able smell! and he expects him to come down way; "I was crossed in love myself, in my on the top of the coach, instead of which, he young days, but I did not run off and turn says that he means to purchase a--a-- (even tailor. I made up plump to another wench- in her thoughts poor Susan could not master your poor mother, Susan, that's dead and the word, and was obliged to have recourse to gone - and carried her off like a man; mar-, the musk-scented billet) britschka-ay, that's ried her in a month, girl; and that's what it! or a droschky; I wonder what sort of Will should have done. I'm afear'd we shall things they are - and that he only visits us find him a sad jackanapes. Jem Hathaway, i en passant in a tour, for which, town being so the gauger, told me last market-day that he , ernpty, and business slack, his employer has saw him one Sunday in the what-d'ye-call't given him leave, and in which he is to be ac- the Park there, covered with rings, and companied by his friend Monsieur Victorgold chains, and fine velvets - all green and Victor-I can't make out his other name-an gold, like our great peacock. Well! we shall eminent perfumer who lives next door. To soon see. He comes to-oight, you say ! 'Tis think of bringing a Frenchman here, rememnot above six o'clock by the sun, and the bering how my father hates the whole naWantage coach don't come in till seven. tion! Oh dear, dear! And yet I know WilEven if they lend him a horse and cart at liam. I know why he went, and I do believe, the Nag's Head, he can't be here these two in spite of a little finery and foolishness, and I hours. So I shall just see the ten-acre field of all the britschkas, and droschkies, and Vic-l cleared, and be home time enough to shake tors, into the bargain, that he'll be glad to get him by the hand if he comes like a man, or home again. No place like home! Even ini to kick him out of doors if he looks like a these silly notes, that feeling is always at the dandy." And off strode the stout yeoroan in bottom. Did not I hear a carriage before me?' his clouted shoes, his leather gaiters, and Yes! - 10!-I can't tell. One takes every.. smock frock, and a beard (it was Friday) of thing for the sound of wheels when one isi six days' growth; looking altogether pro- : expecting a dear friend! And if we can but
get him to look as he used to look, and to be Seldom surely has the roagh and rugged what he used to be, he won't leave us again bark of an unhewed elm had the honour of for all the fine shops in Regent Street, or all supporting so perfect an exquisite. Jem Haththe britschkas and droschkies in Christendom. away, the exciseman, had in nothing exaggeMy father is getting old now, and William rated the magnificence of our young Lonought to stay at home," thought the affec- doner. From shoes which looked as if they tionate sister; " and I firmly believe that what had come from Paris in the ambassador's bag, he ought to do, he will do. Besides which to the curled head and the whiskered and surely there is a carriage now.”
mustachioed countenance, (for the hat which Just as Susan arrived at this point of her should have been the crown of the finery was cogitations, that sound which had haunted her wanting-probably in consequence of the re-, imagination all the afternoon, the sound of cent overturn,) from top to toe he looked fit wheels rapidly advancing, became more and for a ball at Almack's, or a fête at Bridgemore audible, and was suddenly succeeded by water House; and, oh! how unsuited to the a tremendous crash, mixed with men's voices old-fashioned homestead at Rotherford West! - one of them her brother's-venting in two His lower appointments, hose and trousers, languages (for Monsieur Victor, whatever were of the finest woven silk; his coat was might be his proficiency in English, had re- claret colour, of the latest cut; his waistcoat course in this emergency to his native tongue) — talk of the great peacock! he would have the different ejaculations of anger and aston- seemed dingy and dusky beside such a splenishment which are pretty sure to accompany dour of colour! - his waistcoat literally dazan overset; and on turning a corner of the zled poor Susan's eyes; and his rings, and lane, Susan caught her first sight of the chains, and studs, and brooches, seemed to britschka or droschky, whichever it might be, the wondering girl almost sufficient to stock! that had so much puzzled her simple appre- a jeweller's shop. hension, in the shape of a heavy-looking open. In spite of all this nonsense, it was clear to carriage garnished with head and apron, lying her, from every look and word, that she was prostrate against a gate-post, of which the not mistaken in believing William unchanged wheels had fallen foul. Her brother was fully in mind and disposition, and that there was a occupied in disengaging the horses from the warm and a kind heart beating under the traces, in reprimanding his companion for his finery. Moreover, she felt that if the unbad driving, which he declared had occasioned seemly magnificence could once be thrown' the accident, and in directing him to go for : aside, the whiskers and mustachios cleared assistance to a cottage half a mile back on the away, and his fine manly person reinstated in road to Wantage, whilst he himself intimated the rustic costume in which she bad been achis intention of proceeding for more help to customed to see him, her brother would then the Farm; and the obedient Frenchman - appear greatly improved in face and figure, who, notwithstanding the derangement which taller, more vigorous, and with an expression his coiffure might naturally be expected to of intelligence and frankness delightful to behave experienced in his tumble, looked, Su- hold. But how to get quit of the finery, and san thought, as if his hair were put in paper the Frenchman, and the britschka? Or how every night and pomatumed every morning, reconcile her father to iniquities so far surand as if his whole dapper person were sa- passing even the smell of musk? turated with his own finest essences, a sort William, on his part, regarded his sister of travelling perfumer's shop, a peripatetic | with unqualified admiration. He had left a pouncet-box – walked off in the direction in- laughing blooming girl, he found a delicate dicated, with an air of habitual submission, and lovely young woman, all the more lovely which showed pretty plainly that, whether as for the tears that mingled with her smiles, proprietor of the unlucky britschka, or from true tokens of a most pure affection. his own force of character, William was con “And you really are glad to see me, Susy! sidered as the principal director of the present And my father is well?' And here is the old expedition.
place, looking just as it used to do; house, Having sent his comrade off, William and ricks, and barn-yard, not quite in sight, Howe, leaving his steeds quietly browsing by but one feels that one shall see them at the the way-side, bent his steps towards home. next turning-the great coppice right opposite, Susan advanced rapidly to meet him; and in looking thicker and greener than ever! how a few seconds the brother and sister were in often we have gone nutting in that coppice! each other's arms; and, after most affec- the tall holly at the gate, with the woodbine! tionate greetings, they sat down by mutual climbing up, and twisting its sweet garlands consent upon a piece of felled timber which round the very topmost spray like a coronet; lay upon the bank- the lane on one side being -many a time and often have I climbed the bounded by an old coppice-and began to ask i holly to twine the flaunting wreath round your each other the thousand questions so interest- straw-bonnet, Miss Susy! And here, on the ing to the children of one house who have other side of the hedge, is the very field been long parted.
| where Hector and Harebell ran their famous
course, and gave their hare fifty turns before she could not marry Master Jacob Giles; so they killed her, without ever letting her get she found an opportunity of speaking to him out of the stubble. These were pleasant alone, and told him the truth.' I even believe, days, Susy, after all !"
although I have no warrant for saying so, that * Happy days, dear William !"
she confessed she could not love him because " And we shall go nutting again, shall we she loved another. Master Giles behaved like not ?"
a wise man, and told her father it would be "Surely, dear brother! Only" — And very wrong to force her inclinations. He beSusan suddenly stopped.
haved kindly as well as wisely, for he endea** Only what, Miss Sasy?"
voured to reconcile all parties, and put matters i * Only I don't see how you can possibly go in train for the wedding that had hindered his. into the copse in this dress. Think how the This at that time Master Arnott would not brambles would prick and tear, and how that hear of, and therefore we did not tell you that chain would catch in the hazel stems ! and as the marriage which you took for granted had to climbing the holly-tree in that fine tight gone off. Till about three months ago, that coat, or beating the stubbles for a hare in those odious lawsuit was in full action, and Master delicate thin shoes, why the thing is out of Arnott as violently set against my father as the question. And I really don't believe," ever. Then, however, he was taken ill, and, continued Susan, finding it easier to go on upon his deathbed, he sent for his old friend, than to begin, “I really don't believe that , begged his pardon, and appointed him guardian either Hector or Harebell would know you, if to Mary. And there she is at home for she they saw you so decked out."
would not come to meet you—but there she ! William laughed outright.
is, hoping to find you just what you were “I don't mean to go coursing in these when you went away, and hating Frenchmen, shoes, I assure you, Susy. This is an even- and britschkas, and finery, and the smell of ing dress. I have a shooting-jacket and all musk, just as if she were my father's daughthereunto belonging in the britschka, which iter in good earnest. And, now, dear William, will not puzzle either Harebell or Hector, i I know what has been passing in your mind because it's just what they have been used to i quite as well as if hearts were peep-shows, , see me wear."
and one could see to the bottom of them at “ Put it on, then, I beseech you!" exclaim- the rate of a penny a look. I know that you ed Susy; "put it on directly!"
went away for love of Mary, and flung your! “Why, I am not going coursing this even- self into the finery of London to try to get rid
of the thought of her, and came down with i “No-but my father!-Oh, dear William! | all this nonsense of britschkas, and whiskers,
if you did but know how he hates finery, and and waistcoats, and rings, just to show her 1 foreigners, and britschkas! Oh, dear William, what a beau she had lost in losing you-Did send off the French gentleman and the outs not you, now? Well! don't stand squeezing landish carriage-run into the coppice and put my hand, but go and meet your French friend, on the shooting-dress!"
who has got a man, I see, to help to pick up “Oh, Susan !" began William ; but Susan i the fallen equipage. Go and get rid of himn,' having once summoned up courage sufficient quoth Susan. to put her remonstrances into words, followed “How can I ?" exclaimed William, in! up the attack with an earnestness that did not laughing perplexity. | admit a moment's interruption.
“Give him the britschka!" responded his “My father hates finery even more than sister, and send them off together as fast as Harebell or Hector would do. You know may be. That will be a magnificent farewell. his country notions, dear William; and I And then take your portmanteau into the think that latterly he has hated everything copse, and change all this trumpery for the that looks Londonish and new-fangled worse shooting-jacket and its belongings; and then than ever. We are old-fashioned people at come back and let me trim these whiskers as Rutherford. There's your pretty old friend, closely as scissors can trim them, and then Mary Arnott, can't abide gewgaws any more we'll go to the farm, to gladden the hearts of than my father.”
Harebell, Hector, my dear father, and-some" Mary Arnott! You mean Mrs. Giles. ! body else ; and it will not be that somebody's What do I care for her likes and dislikes ?" | fault if ever you go to London again, or get exclaimed William, haughtily.
i into a britschka, o put on a chain, or a ring, "I mean Mary Arnott, and not Mrs. Giles. or write with blue ink upon pink paper, as long and you do care for her likes and dislikes a as you live. Now go and dismiss the French great deal," replied his sister, with some arch- man," added Susan, laughing, and we'll ness. “Poor Mary, when the week before walk home together the happiest brother and that fixed for the wedding arrived, felt that sister in Christendom."