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Rowson, Mrs., 1762-1824 [1795], Trials of the human heart, volume 3 ('printed for the author, by Wrigley & Berriman', Philadelphia) [word count] [eaf328v3].
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LETTER XL. MERIEL to CELIA. Oak-hall, May 17th, 1781.

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This is a charming romantic place, my
dear Celia. There is room for &longs;olitude
and deep reflection. Oak-hall is &longs;ituated in
a very retired part of the country, and has
been the family man&longs;ion of the Rook&longs;by's
from time immemorial. The hou&longs;e is antique,
and in&longs;pires one's mind with the true
&longs;pirit of the days of chivalry. You cannot
think, how often I amu&longs;e my&longs;elf with

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surveying its antique battlements, the ma&longs;&longs;y
gates, and deep moat, that &longs;urround it;
and while I gaze with a kind of reverential
awe, I fancy, I am perhaps retracing the
&longs;teps of many a gallant knight and beauteous
dame who formerly have been inhabitants
of this ancient dwelling. I am a great admirer
of every thing, that wears the face of
antiquity not that I would, were I po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ed
of ever &longs;o large a fortune, lay out my money
in purcha&longs;ing a heap of trumpery, that are
really of no intrin&longs;ie value, only as the fancy
of the virtuo&longs;o &longs;tamps them with the appellation
of excellence, becau&longs;e they were made
&longs;ome hundred years before we were born.
I cannot deny, that I like to examine any
little piece of antiquity, which tends to &longs;hew
us the progre&longs;s of the arts or manufactures,
and when I enjoy the benefit of any thing
u&longs;eful or convenient I feel a kind of veneration
for the genius, who fir&longs;t invented it,
let it be ever &longs;o mean or trifling.

May 20th.

Mr. Rook&longs;by arrived ye&longs;terday and has
this morning, not to my &longs;urprize, but to my
infinite regret, made me an offer of his hand
and fortune. It is not, my dear Celia, that
I am &longs;toic enough to pretend, I have an
aver&longs;ion to being rai&longs;ed from a &longs;tate of

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dependence to be mi&longs;tre&longs;s of &longs;even thou&longs;and
pounds a year: but I feel, I &longs;hall never regard
Mr. Rook&longs;by with the affection, which,
in my opinion, is ab&longs;olutely nece&longs;&longs;ary, to
make the married &longs;tate comfortable, though
Mrs. Rook&longs;by tells me, that in this I am
mi&longs;taken, as &longs;he was perfectly happy while
her hu&longs;band lived; and yet &longs;he declares &longs;he
acceded to the union merely in compliance
with the de&longs;ires of her parents. It may be
&longs;o, Celia, but I am certain I &longs;hould never be
happy with a man, whom I regard with
indifference. But I will give you an account
of a conver&longs;ation, I had this morning with
this invader of my peace (I mu&longs;t call him &longs;o,
for had it not been for him I &longs;hould have
felt my&longs;elf quite happy in my pre&longs;ent situation.)
We had ju&longs;t fini&longs;hed breakfa&longs;t, when
a &longs;ervant informed Mrs. Rook&longs;by a poor
woman de&longs;ired to &longs;peak with her. The good
old lady is benevolent and humane to all her
poor neighbours, and the hone&longs;t indu&longs;trious
when oppre&longs;&longs;ed by misfortune are always
&longs;ure of meeting a friend in her.

I had not been alone with Mr. Rook&longs;by
before, &longs;ince my re&longs;idence in the family and
to tell you the truth, I would gladly have
walked ten miles to have avoided it now.
But there was no flying; politene&longs;s obliged
me to &longs;it &longs;till; be&longs;ides I thought it would

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look &longs;o like being afraid of the man, &longs;o
childi&longs;h to run away as &longs;oon as his mother
left the room—that I &longs;at very compo&longs;edly
and took up my work, which opportunely
was in the room.—We were &longs;ilent near ten
minutes, when at length he &longs;poke.

“May I venture to enquire how Mi&longs;s
Howard likes the &longs;ituation of my mother's
hou&longs;e?”

“I think it extremely plea&longs;ant, &longs;ir. It
&longs;uits the turn of my mind; I am fond of
&longs;olitude and &longs;hould be quite happy were I
certain of never wandering from this delightful
&longs;pot, to the gay regions of fa&longs;hion,
folly, and what is in general termed plea&longs;ure.”

“How blind are you to your own merits,
my dear Mi&longs;s, if you wi&longs;h thus to hide in
ob&longs;curity, beauty and virtue, that would do
honour to a court.”

“You make me &longs;mile, Mr. Rook&longs;by, how
would your gay companions ridicule you
could they hear you thus lavi&longs;hly complimenting
an humble dependant of your mother's.”

“And let them laugh, my dear Mi&longs;s
Howard, for did they know as I do the true

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value of your worth, they would like me,
adore it.”

“This, my dear Celia, was not to be answered:
&longs;o I was obliged to be content with
remaining &longs;ilent and looking like an idiot.”
While he continued, “I am fully &longs;en&longs;ible of
my own unworthine&longs;s in pre&longs;uming to become
a candidate for Mi&longs;s Howard's favour.
I know how full of error my &longs;hort career of
life has been; but I tru&longs;t your benevolent
&longs;pirit will pardon my pa&longs;t follies; and could
I pre&longs;ume to hope you would conde&longs;cend to
accept my hand and fortune, I am certain
by a con&longs;tant contemplation of the goodness
it would &longs;trive to immitate, my heart
would &longs;oon be an offering worthy of your
acceptance.”

Dear Celia, how extremely embarra&longs;&longs;ing
was my &longs;ituation? I felt my face glow. I
dared not look up: at length I &longs;ummoned
&longs;ufficient courage to &longs;peak.

“I hardly know, &longs;ir, in what manner to
reply. If the offer you have ju&longs;t made be
&longs;eriou&longs;ly meant.”

“If it be &longs;erious, Mi&longs;s Howard, can you
&longs;uppo&longs;e I would trifle on &longs;o important a
&longs;ubject, with any woman, much more with

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one &longs;o truly amiable as your&longs;elf. Believe
me, my charming girl, there is no event
could render me &longs;o happy, or convey &longs;uch
unmixed felicity to the bo&longs;om of my mother,
as to &longs;ee you become a part of a family
which may derive honour from, but can
confer none by the alliance.”

“Your polite and generous propo&longs;al, &longs;ir,
demands a candid an&longs;wer. I feel my&longs;elf infinitely
obliged by the regard with which
you are plea&longs;ed to honour me; at the &longs;ame
time I am under the nece&longs;&longs;ity of declining
your offer. I hope you will believe I am
not ungrateful for the e&longs;teem and friend&longs;hip
I have fortunately met with in your mother's
family, and permit me to add, I &longs;hall always
regard her as an affectionate parent and you
as a brother: but as to any nearer tie, it
never can take place between us.”

“Never, Mi&longs;s Howard. Do not &longs;ay never—
Time and con&longs;tant a&longs;&longs;iduity will I hope
influence your heart in my favour: for
without that &longs;weet hope I mu&longs;t be miserable.”

“Indeed, Mr. Rook&longs;by I cannot flatter
you. It is at pre&longs;ent my fixed determination,
never to alter my condition: but were
that not the ca&longs;e”—

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“Your choice would not fall on me. I
am &longs;atisfied—Some more happy man.”

“Pardon me, you are in an error. I am
indifferent to all the &longs;ex.”

“Then why not allow me to &longs;trive to
awaken the &longs;en&longs;ibility of your heart. Believe
me your happine&longs;s &longs;hould be the whole
&longs;tudy of my life.”

“Mr. Rook&longs;by, I will be explicit. Were
I ever &longs;o partial to your virtues, I could not
overlook one glaring error in your conduct,
an error which not only tarni&longs;hes your own
reputation, but preys upon your mother's
peace of mind.”

“You mean my connection with Clara.”

“I do.”

“Will you permit me, Mi&longs;s Howard, to
enter into a little detail of my conduct
through the whole of this unhappy connection.
Unhappy! I mu&longs;t always call it, not
only from the rea&longs;ons you have ju&longs;t alledged,
but becau&longs;e I fore&longs;ee my want of fortitude
has involved an amiable woman in infamy
and ruin; for had I repul&longs;ed the fir&longs;t overtures
of the unhappy Clara's pa&longs;&longs;ion,

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affronted pride would have a&longs;&longs;i&longs;ted in combating
her attachment, and &longs;he might at this moment
have been happy in the e&longs;teem and
love of her hu&longs;band and family. I have often
wi&longs;hed to explain this affair to my mother
and engage her friend&longs;hip in behalf of Clara,
but whenever I attempt to &longs;peak, &longs;he brands
the poor girl with the epithets of artful, vile,
enticing &longs;iren. Alas, Mi&longs;s Howard, the unfortunate
Clara's greate&longs;t error is, a too
tender attachment to me.”

Ah man! man! &longs;aid I mentally, how
ea&longs;ily does thy vanity, dupe thy rea&longs;on,—
Mr. Rook&longs;by continued—

“It may appear odd, that I &longs;hould wi&longs;h
to enter upon this &longs;ubject to you, but I am
certain you will judge with candour and
repre&longs;ent Clara to my mother in &longs;uch a light
as may lead her to befriend a woman, who
has &longs;acrificed fame, happine&longs;s, and honour to
me. You will a&longs;k, perhaps, why I do not
marry her, as her hu&longs;band is lately dead,
I would an&longs;wer, that &longs;he is not a woman
calculated to make me happy. Her temper
is impetuous, and though her form is lovely
and &longs;he has received a poli&longs;hed education,
&longs;he po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;es not that true femenine &longs;oftne&longs;s
and delicacy which in my opinion alone can
render a woman really amiable. My

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acquaintance with her commenced about four
years &longs;ince, while I was completing my studies
at Oxford. At that time her hu&longs;band
Mr. Millar was a coun&longs;ellor re&longs;iding at that
city. He invited me frequently to his hou&longs;e.
I &longs;aw Mrs. Millar, and admired her as a
lovely accompli&longs;hed woman; nay more, I
pitied her, for I &longs;aw &longs;he was not happy.
Her &longs;i&longs;ter, Mi&longs;s Ram&longs;ay, who re&longs;ided in the
hou&longs;e with her, told me, their father had
been a lieutenant in the navy: but age and
infirmities obliging him to retire upon his
half pay, they found their circum&longs;tances
greatly &longs;traitened. At this time, Mr. Millar
paid their father a vi&longs;it. He was &longs;truck
with the beauty and innocence of Clara,
and though at that time near fifty years old,
he had the vanity to think he could render
him&longs;elf agreeable to a girl of &longs;eventeen.”

“Perhaps,” &longs;aid I, “it was a benevolent
wi&longs;h to lighten the expences of his friend
and place the young lady in a &longs;tate of independence
which urged him to make the
offer of his hand.”

It might be &longs;o, &longs;he replied, but whatever
his motives might be, gratitude and
filial love incited Clara to accept the offer,
and &longs;acrifice her&longs;elf to the man &longs;he di&longs;liked;
to &longs;ecure ea&longs;e and affluence to her father

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and &longs;i&longs;ter: but he lived not long to enjoy
the fruits of her kindne&longs;s. A &longs;low decline
carried him off about a year after his daughter's
marriage. At this time I was introduced
into Mr. Millar's family. Clara was
ju&longs;t become a mother; her hu&longs;band &longs;eemed
to idolize her; &longs;he could not breathe a wi&longs;h
which was not in&longs;tantly gratified. Yet &longs;he
was far from happy, and I often &longs;aw her turn
a&longs;ide to conceal tears, which &longs;eemed to flow
from an oppre&longs;&longs;ed heart. One afternoon,
Mr. Millar was from home, her &longs;i&longs;ter &longs;itting
at the other end of the room reading. Clara
ro&longs;e from her &longs;eat on pretence of reaching
&longs;omething from the chimney piece, and
&longs;tooping, picked up a paper which &longs;he presented
to me, &longs;aying, you drop your letters
about very carele&longs;sly. I took the paper and
perceived it was a &longs;ealed letter. I will not
&longs;hock your delicacy, Mi&longs;s Howard, by repeating
the contents of this letter. I can
perceive by your countenance, that you
think it a &longs;ufficient error for a married woman
to entertain an inclination for any other
man than her hu&longs;band without daring to
avow her pa&longs;&longs;ion. I am &longs;en&longs;ible, Clara acted
with imprudence; but who can an&longs;wer for
the emotions of a heart, under the influence
of its fir&longs;t tender attachment? And however
culpable, &longs;he might be, I think my&longs;elf more
&longs;o. I &longs;hould have never more entered Mr.

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Millar's hou&longs;e, when I found how detrimental
my pre&longs;ence was, both to his honour and
happine&longs;s. I &longs;hould have avoided the society
of the fair &longs;educer, and confined myself
more than ever to my &longs;tudies. I am
con&longs;cious this &longs;hould have been my conduct;
but, alas! it was quite the rever&longs;e. I &longs;ought
every opportunity of being in her company.
I encouraged her growing tenderne&longs;s. Private
enterviews en&longs;ued, and honour, gratitude,
and friend&longs;hip were all forgotten.
Though our entercour&longs;e continued, during
the whole time I remained at Oxford, Mr.
Millar never &longs;u&longs;pected his injuries. The
&longs;i&longs;ter was in our confidence, and &longs;he always
contrived our meetings in &longs;uch a manner,
that they appeared the effect of chance.
Ju&longs;t before I left Oxford, Clara was confined
with her &longs;econd child. This prevented
my taking a per&longs;onal leave. I wrote, informing
her of the nece&longs;&longs;ity of my removal,
a&longs;&longs;ured her of my grateful affection and that
I would take frequent opportunities of visiting
her in future. This I &longs;aid, merely to
quiet her anxiety; for rea&longs;on had began to
operate; the mi&longs;t of pa&longs;&longs;ion was di&longs;&longs;ipated
and I was determined to put an end to a connection,
at once &longs;o di&longs;honourable and unju&longs;t.
I cho&longs;e to take the opportunity of her consinement
for my departure, as I knew how
ill I could &longs;upport taking a per&longs;onal leave,

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where tears, faintings, and hy&longs;terics would
effectually unbend my be&longs;t re&longs;olutions. I
therefore entru&longs;ted my letter to the &longs;i&longs;ter,
without-informing her of the contents, and
&longs;et forward immediately for London. I had
not been in town above a fortnight, when
one morning, as I &longs;at at breakfa&longs;t, I heard
a chai&longs;e &longs;top at the door, and in a moment
Clara ru&longs;hed into the parlour where I was
&longs;itting.

Good God,” &longs;aid I, “Mrs. Millar what
has brought you to town.”—“What,” &longs;he
replied, “what but your cruel defertion of
me. Unkind, ungenerous Rook&longs;by, did
you think I would live &longs;eparated from you.”—
“My dear Clara,,' &longs;aid I, “con&longs;ider how
your reputation will &longs;uffer when this ra&longs;h
&longs;tep is known”—“What is reputation to
me,” cried &longs;he, “if I am deprived of your
love I lo&longs;e all that can make life valuable.”—
“Where are your children, Clara,”—
“I left them too, for your &longs;ake, Rook&longs;by;
and is this cold, unkind reception all the
return I am likely to meet.”—“You call
me cold, and unkind; but believe me, you
wrong me, I feel all, nay much more than
I ought for you, but I am very &longs;orry to find
you have &longs;o little regard for your&longs;elf as thus
to incur the cen&longs;ure of the world by following
a man who has it not in his power to

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offer you an honorable protection.”—“You
throw me from you, then. You will not
receive me” (cried &longs;he, &longs;tarting up, and
wildly cla&longs;ping her hands,) Oh Rook&longs;by this
is more than I can bear—I am bur&longs;ting—
My heart is &longs;wollen &longs;o large; it choaks me.—
“Be calm, I be&longs;eech you, my dear Clara,
I do not refu&longs;e to receive you; no, my poor
girl, I feel my&longs;elf bound to protect you;
for I know it was I fir&longs;t drew you from your
duty; but I am &longs;en&longs;ible, how little recompence
it is in my power to make for the
many comforts and ble&longs;&longs;ings I have robbed
you of.” “Oh Rook&longs;by,” &longs;aid &longs;he, “let
me enjoy your &longs;ociety, and be ble&longs;&longs;ed with
your love, and I &longs;hall not regret any &longs;acrifice
I have made.”

What could I do, Mi&longs;s Howard, continued
Mr. Rook&longs;by.—There was but one
way. I offered to take her a hou&longs;e a little
way out of town and vi&longs;it her occa&longs;ionally.
She acceded to the propo&longs;al and changed her
name. Soon after her &longs;i&longs;ter came to town,
and with her brought the two children, whom
&longs;he &longs;aid Mr. Millar had in his re&longs;entment
turned out of doors.—I now con&longs;idered myself
as bound to provide for the&longs;e unfortunate
children; but I had no idea of making myself
a re&longs;ident in the &longs;ame hou&longs;e with their
mother. But when I went over to France

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this la&longs;t autumn, &longs;he followed me, and with
&longs;uch earne&longs;tne&longs;s declared &longs;he would &longs;ooner
die than be &longs;eparated from me for one week,
that I was unable to refu&longs;e the reque&longs;t &longs;he
made to accompany me abroad. While we
were on the continent we heard from her
&longs;i&longs;ter, that Mr. Millar was dead.—From that
time, Clara earne&longs;tly pre&longs;&longs;ed me to marry
her; but I told her not to form any &longs;uch
vain expectation, as that was an event, which
never could take place; however I promi&longs;ed
always to be her friend, and in con&longs;ideration
of her then evident pregnancy, con&longs;ented
that on our return to England, I would take
a hou&longs;e in London and re&longs;ide with her.—
Alas! my dear young lady, I knew not what
inconveniencies I was bringing upon my&longs;elf:—
Her expences far outran the annual &longs;um
I had allotted her; &longs;he is never happy but
when I am with her, and even when I devote
almo&longs;t my whole time to her, &longs;he is peevi&longs;h,
di&longs;&longs;atisfied and con&longs;tantly complaining of my
altered carriage towards her. Alas, I know
I am changed; but I am al&longs;o certain I never
failed in tender &longs;olicitude, and attention to
her welfare. I never did love her. Vanity, gratitude,
and the wild impul&longs;es of youth have
been mi&longs;taken for that pa&longs;&longs;ion. I am now convinced
of my error. My heart now vibrates
with a true and ardent affection. I will never
&longs;uffer Clara to know want; but the future

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happine&longs;s or mi&longs;ery of my life mu&longs;t depend
entirely upon Mi&longs;s Howard.

I had li&longs;tened attentively, during this recital.
I found much to blame in Clara. Indeed,
they had both been guilty of errors
of &longs;uch magnitude, that in my opinion they
de&longs;erved the appellation of crimes: but it
was not for me to condemn. I knew from
fatal experience, how imprudent were the
dictates of a youthful heart. And though
I felt a &longs;ecret horror at the recital of Rooksby's
cruel perfidy, to his kind, un&longs;u&longs;pecting
friend Mr. Millar, yet he appeared innocent
in compari&longs;on with Clara. Her hu&longs;band
loved her almo&longs;t to adoration; he had rai&longs;ed
her from poverty to affluence; he had cheared
the la&longs;t hours of her father, and offered
an a&longs;&longs;ylum to her orphan &longs;i&longs;ter. He was
the father of her children, Celia. Yet could
&longs;he ungratefully betray the honour he had
confided to her care; for&longs;ake this kind, indulgent
hu&longs;band, de&longs;ert her innocent children,
in that helple&longs;s &longs;tate, when they require
all a mother's fond &longs;olicitude and anxious
maternal care.—And for this inhuman conduct
&longs;he pleads love. Celia! real love never
yet incited its votaries to ba&longs;e or dishonourable
actions. I am certain, I never
could like Clara. She appears to me an
artful de&longs;igning woman, and from

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Rooksby's account, I think, intere&longs;t has been the
main &longs;pring of her actions. Indeed, that
alone urged her to follow him; for had &longs;he
regarded him with real affection, &longs;he would
have &longs;hrunk from the idea of becoming a
burthen to him: and do not, my dear Celia,
think I am turning rigidly cen&longs;orious, if I
&longs;ay, I &longs;u&longs;pect &longs;he was not really the wife of
Mr. Millar; though that takes but little from
her guilt, as &longs;he certainly had received many
tokens of affection from him, and had been
received and re&longs;pected as his wife by all the
families who lived in their neighbourhood.
All the&longs;e reflections had pa&longs;&longs;ed rapidly thro'
my mind, while Mr. Rook&longs;by was &longs;peaking.
When he pau&longs;ed, I found my&longs;elf nece&longs;&longs;itated
to an&longs;wer.

“You &longs;ay, &longs;ir, your heart is very deceitful:
it has once betrayed you into actions
and connections you now heartily repent.
May it not do &longs;o again. Tru&longs;t not to its
impul&longs;e: call in the aid of rea&longs;on and reflection,
and you will find your pre&longs;ent inclination
will prove as great a delu&longs;ion as
the former.”

“Impo&longs;&longs;ible!” he replied, vehemently,
“impo&longs;&longs;ible, I can never alter my opinion in
regard to Mi&longs;s Howard.”

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“And believe me, &longs;ir,” &longs;aid I, gravely,
“it is equally impo&longs;&longs;ible I can ever alter
mine in regard to you.”

I then attempted to leave the room; but
he caught my hand. “Stay, my dear girl,
only one moment; let me intreat you, only
to recall that cruel word never. Give me
but the mo&longs;t di&longs;tant ray of hope and I will
endeavor to be &longs;atisfied.”—“Well, Sir,”
&longs;aid I &longs;miling, “if you remain of the &longs;ame
opinion you are now, forty years hence, I
will talk with you further on the &longs;ubject.”
He relea&longs;ed my hand and turned from me
in &longs;ullen &longs;ilence. I embraced the opportunity,
and immediately quitted the appartment.
But here was a fre&longs;h &longs;cene of persecution
to encounter. Mrs. Rook&longs;by met
me, as I went acro&longs;s the hall, and taking
hold of my arm, we walked into the garden.
“I &longs;ee, my dear Meriel,” &longs;aid &longs;he, “you are
not plea&longs;ed; poor Clement has little to hope:
but come tell me, have you given him a
po&longs;itive refu&longs;al?”—My dear Madam, you
already know my &longs;entiments on that &longs;ubject,
I have no inclination for matrimony, I wi&longs;h
to remain &longs;ingle; for I am certain I &longs;hould
never have patience &longs;ufficient to &longs;ubmit to
all the whims and caprices of tho&longs;e lords of
the creation. “I am afraid Meriel, you
deceive your&longs;elf, and that under the idea of

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a di&longs;inclination for marriage, you nouri&longs;h a
hopele&longs;s and de&longs;tructive pa&longs;&longs;ion. I know my
dear girl how nobly you have conducted
your&longs;elf in regard to Mr. Kingly. My niece
has informed me of the whole: but my good
girl, while you are thus &longs;tudiou&longs;ly promoting
the happine&longs;s of others, why neglect your
own, why &longs;acrifice the bloom and &longs;pring of
life to a pa&longs;&longs;ion, which however well placed,
is now no longer innocent.”

“Oh! Madam,” I replied, “do not suspect
me of cheri&longs;hing &longs;o improper a de&longs;ire;
can I not be &longs;uffered to pa&longs;s quietly through
the remainder of my life, without forming
any other connection than friend&longs;hip? Why
mu&longs;t I be obliged to undertake duties I am
&longs;o very unable to perform? Or why do you
wi&longs;h a heart long &longs;ince dead to plea&longs;ure,
from whom every tender tie is now &longs;evered,
to have its &longs;en&longs;ibility again awakened, to
have new affections; to make it again fond
of life, only perhaps to experience again the
acute pangs of lo&longs;ing the beloved objects that
had called tho&longs;e affections forth?”—“My
dear Meriel, you mu&longs;t not argue thus; we
are all born to encounter trouble.”—“Alas!
Madam, my &longs;hare has already been almo&longs;t
beyond my weak power to &longs;upport; for
from the day in which I left the Convent till
the pre&longs;ent, I have not experienced one &longs;o

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happy that I could wi&longs;h it to return, yet
heaven knows I do not complain; but I wi&longs;h
not to engage in new &longs;cenes.”

“You mu&longs;t con&longs;ider, Mi&longs;s Howard, it
is not for us to mark out the path we wi&longs;h
to tread, and cry I will not deviate from it.
We are not &longs;ent into the world to pa&longs;s thro'
it in indolence. Remember my love that
life which is not in &longs;ome mea&longs;ure &longs;erviceable
to our fellow-creatures, is not acceptable to
our Creator. You in particular are &longs;ent into
the world, endowed with abilities to &longs;hine
in the re&longs;pective characters of Wife, Mother,
and the mi&longs;tre&longs;s of a family, and will you
be the unprofitable &longs;ervant and hide tho&longs;e
talents intru&longs;ted to your care, for the comfort
of your friends and the benefit of mankind
in general”—

“But Clara, madam. I hope you will
allow that is an ob&longs;tacle?”—“It is only &longs;o
in your opinion: To me it is the great motive
of my earne&longs;t wi&longs;h to &longs;ee Clement united
to you—Clara &longs;hall be amply provided
for”—

“And her child?”—“We will take it
home, &longs;hould it be born alive, and I will &longs;ee
it &longs;hall be properly educated and a hand&longs;ome
provi&longs;ion made for its future &longs;upport. Now

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my dear Meriel, I think all your objections
are removed.” “You mu&longs;t, dear madam,
give me time for con&longs;ideration, before I can
determine on &longs;o important a &longs;ubject.”

“You &longs;hall not be hurried, my love, only
let me have your leave to bid Clement
hope.”

“Oh! do not I be&longs;eech you, rai&longs;e fallacious
hopes. It may not be in my power
to realize them.”—“Well then,” &longs;aid &longs;he,
“I will remain &longs;ilent, till I have your leave
to &longs;peak.” She then turned into another
walk and I returned to the hou&longs;e.—“And,
now my dear Celia, how would you advi&longs;e
me to act. I fear, turn which way I will, I
am &longs;till in an error. Ah! my &longs;weet friend,
I cannot teach this &longs;tubborn heart indifference
toward Kingly, and &longs;ure I am, whil&longs;t
I remain &longs;ingle, my partiality will be ever
the &longs;ame. Should I marry, other ties and
the important duties of my &longs;tation will call
my mind from this dangerous object: But
then to give my hand and vow obedience
to a man, whom my heart refu&longs;es to love,
is certainly an error; and what is wor&longs;e,
the irrevocable words, once pa&longs;t, there will
be no flying from my fate, however repugnant
it may be to my feelings. I will write
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to Mrs. Kingly. Their opinions &longs;hall decide
my fate. Yet, my dear Celia, believe
me, my &longs;oul &longs;hrinks from an union with
Rook&longs;by. I know not why, but whenever
I think of it, a cold chill runs through
my veins, and my heart &longs;inks within me:
but I am grown &longs;trangely fanciful of late.
I am greatly altered &longs;ince we parted. Methinks,
I am but the &longs;hadow of my former
&longs;elf, the &longs;erenity of temper I once boa&longs;ted to
enjoy is entirely lo&longs;t, and I am like a froward
child. Adieu, I am changed in every
thing but friend&longs;hip to you.

MERIEL.

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LETTER XLI. MERIEL to CELIA. Oak-hall, June 14th, 1781.

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I have wrote to my friends and received
their an&longs;wers. Amelia wi&longs;hes me to accept
Mr. Rook&longs;by's offer. She &longs;ays it is
the only way to re&longs;tore tranquility to my
heart. Mrs. Kingly de&longs;ires me to &longs;tudy my
own happine&longs;s, but at the &longs;ame time, I think
&longs;he would rejoice in my union with her cousin.
But I will give you both their letters,
and you will better conceive how their
minds are inclined.

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LETTER XLII. MRS. KINGLY to MISS HOWARD. Plymouth, June 4th, 1781.

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You tell me, my dear Mi&longs;s Howard,
that my cou&longs;in has, to your &longs;urprize,
declared a pa&longs;&longs;ion for you: it is your diffidence
alone occa&longs;ions that &longs;urprize, as I
fore&longs;aw it was a circum&longs;tance that would
certainly follow your re&longs;iding in the family:
but, though my lovely friend, I &longs;hould
greatly rejoice to rank you in the number
of my relations, I would by no means desire
that gratification, if it is to be purcha&longs;ed
at the expence of your peace of mind.—
Clement has, it is true, an independent fortune;
but his mind is not formed for the
approbation of one &longs;o delicate as yours. I
&longs;hould be plea&longs;ed to &longs;ee you rai&longs;ed to a station
you was formed to adorn; but I cannot
avoid the remembrance of your gentleness
of &longs;pirit which &longs;eeks not in grandeur
for content. Oh! my dear Meriel, I know
there never was but one man worthy of

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your affection, and I have &longs;tepped between
you and happine&longs;s.

I informed Mr. Kingly, as you de&longs;ired,
of my cou&longs;in's offer. “Her mind,” &longs;aid he,
“mu&longs;t be &longs;trangely altered, if &longs;he can find
the lea&longs;t congenial particle in his; but &longs;he
is altogether an inexplicablee riddle.” Vexed
to hear him &longs;peak &longs;o &longs;lightingly, I was almost
tempted to betray my tru&longs;t and tell
him how vilely you had &longs;landered your&longs;elf,
but &longs;hall I confe&longs;s the truth, &longs;elf-love prevailed.
I could not bear to think he might
perhaps be angry at my long concealment;
and much as I e&longs;teem and venerate my dear
Mi&longs;s Howard, I could not con&longs;ent he &longs;hould
love even her, better than me. I will not
give my opinion concerning your future
conduct; though you conde&longs;cend to a&longs;k it.
Of this I am &longs;atisfied, whatever your own
good &longs;en&longs;e &longs;hall re&longs;olve upon, that will undoubtedly
be right. Accept my be&longs;t wi&longs;hes
for your happine&longs;s and pro&longs;perity, and belive
you have not a &longs;incerer friend than

M. KINGLY.

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LETTER XLIII. MISS SIDNEY to MISS HOWARD. London, June 3d, 1781.

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And &longs;o my little &longs;entimental Meriel is
really and &longs;eriou&longs;ly deliberating, whether
&longs;he &longs;hall accept a man with &longs;even thousand
a year, &longs;hine forth in all the magnificence
of bridal finery, or remaining a cha&longs;te
ve&longs;tal, breathing pure vows to the consecrated
flame of her fir&longs;t love, continue in a
&longs;tate of dependence to the end of her life.
I charge you, Mi&longs;s Howard, deliberate no
longer. Make ha&longs;te and &longs;end us &longs;ome wedding
favours, and next winter, let me have
the plea&longs;ure of pointing out your elegant
equipage, as it pa&longs;&longs;es my window, to &longs;ome
of my inqui&longs;itive acquaintance, and &longs;aying,
“that is my friend Mrs. Rook&longs;by's carriage.
Then how &longs;hall I exult to receive a curte&longs;y
from a &longs;ide box when you are as fine as
hands can make you, and poor humble me
as plain as po&longs;&longs;ible, &longs;it almo&longs;t oppo&longs;ite you

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in the pit. In the pit you &longs;ay, ble&longs;s me
Amelia, I &longs;hould blu&longs;h to death to be thought
to know any one in the pit. Pardon me,
dear Meriel, I know your good little heart
&longs;o well, I am certain the friend you esteemed
would always be recognized while &longs;he
continued de&longs;erving of your notice, though
poverty and di&longs;tre&longs;s were &longs;trongly marked
by her appearance. And now to be &longs;erious
concerning your letter, Mr. Rook&longs;by appears
to me a weak young man; but there
&longs;eems great goodne&longs;s of heart in him and I
think it would be a charitable action to
&longs;natch him from ruin.—for inevetable ruin
mu&longs;t follow his connection with Clara. I
am informed her &longs;tile of living is the mo&longs;t
extravagant immaginable, and &longs;uch splendid
preparations are making for her accouchment,
that you would think her a dutche&longs;s
of the fir&longs;t rank. And now I am &longs;peaking
of charitable actions, let me repre&longs;ent to my
friend the many aching hearts it will be in
her power to relieve when &longs;he is mi&longs;tre&longs;s of
&longs;uch an ample fortune, as Mr. Rook&longs;by offers
to her acceptance. And again, my
love, con&longs;ider what a relief it will be to the
generous Mrs. Kingly to &longs;ee you &longs;o well settled.
Even Kingly him&longs;elf will be happier
when you are married, for tru&longs;t me while
you remain &longs;ingle he will nouri&longs;h the idea
that your partiality for him is the occa&longs;ion

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of your preferring a &longs;tate of celibacy.—
That you will be happier in your&longs;elf, I am
well convinced. New &longs;cenes will open to
your imagination, pa&longs;t &longs;orrows will be forgotten
and the afflictions of the daughter
&longs;hall be amply repaid by the felicity of the
mother. Ah! my dear Meriel, you mu&longs;t
marry, if it be only to experience the superlative
happine&longs;s of having a daughter,
who&longs;e &longs;oul &longs;hall be the exact model of your
own. Methinks too, my friend, you will
feel your bo&longs;om dilate with plea&longs;ure, when
you can call Mrs. Rook&longs;by by the endearing
name of mother. A heart like yours, &longs;o
formed for all the endearing ties of life when
deprived of its natural relation, &longs;eeks &longs;ome
one on whom to re&longs;t its affection. Accept
then my dear girl, the offered good that
awaits you, let your heart expand to receive
all tho&longs;e delightful &longs;en&longs;ations which re&longs;ult
from a felicitous matrimonial union, and
while you are alternately addre&longs;&longs;ed by the
endearing titles of mother and daughter;
while the man whom you &longs;hall ble&longs;s with
your hand, reveres, admires, adores you,
the di&longs;appointments of your youth &longs;hall be
no more remembered, except it is with a
kind of &longs;miling wonder at their ever having
made you unea&longs;y. My mother bids me tell
you &longs;he wi&longs;hes you may be as truly happy

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as you de&longs;erve, and you will then be superlatively
&longs;o—and &longs;o &longs;ays your

AMELIA SIDNEY. MERIEL to CELIA. IN CONTINUATION.

When I had read the&longs;e letters, my
mind &longs;till wavering and irre&longs;olute, I
repaired to Mrs. Rook&longs;by's dre&longs;&longs;ing room.
I found her weeping. “Meriel,” &longs;aid &longs;he,
as I entered, “you are come in good time
to comfort me. Clement has ju&longs;t been with
me. He leaves us to-morrow.”

“To-morrow, Madam, that is much
&longs;ooner than he at fir&longs;t intended.”

“Yes, Meriel, and he leaves us with an
intention that almo&longs;t deprives me of rea&longs;on.”

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“You &longs;urprize me, what intention can
he have formed, that gives you &longs;o much
anxiety.”

“He is determined to marry Clara immediately
on his arrival in London, that
his child may be legetimated.”

“Marry Clara,” &longs;aid I, with an emotion
of a&longs;toni&longs;hment.

“It is even &longs;o my dear; he ju&longs;t now told
me he found it was in vain to hope any
thing from you, and being deprived of
the hope of your affection he knew love
could have no part in any other union, he
was determined that the claims of honour
&longs;hould be attended to, and his innocent
child have not future cau&longs;e to cur&longs;e the author
of its being, &longs;ince that being would,
if he did not marry Clara, inherit infamy
as its birth-right.”

“I cannot think,” I replied, “that honour
by any means obliges him to marry that
woman. She certainly forfeited all claim
to an honourable protector, when &longs;he fled
from Mr. Millar. I wi&longs;h &longs;he was well provided
for, and far from Mr. Rook&longs;by, for
I am cartain that inevitable mi&longs;ery and ruin
mu&longs;t en&longs;ue from a continuation of his

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present connection with her. What then
would bethe con&longs;equence of an indi&longs;&longs;oluble
union? I tremble to think of it.”

“You will &longs;ee him, Mi&longs;s Howard, before
he leaves Oak-hall. Let me beg of you,
my dear girl, to exert all your eloquence,
to per&longs;uade him from &longs;o fatal a &longs;tep. Give
&longs;ome hope, even if it &longs;hould be but fallacious,
and I make no doubt, but we &longs;hall
retain him with us a little time longer, and
who knows what time may do.”

“I cannot deceive any per&longs;on, my dear
madam. If I am tempted to hold out hope
to draw your &longs;on from this de&longs;tructive resolution,
be a&longs;&longs;ured, I &longs;hall one day mean to realize
them.”—“Ble&longs;&longs;ings on you my &longs;weet
Meriel, you will then relent; I &longs;hall have
the happine&longs;s of &longs;eeing my &longs;on pre&longs;erved
from ruin, and obtain a daughter who mu&longs;t
be admired and e&longs;teemed by all, who are &longs;o
happy as to know her.”

“I did not ab&longs;olutely &longs;ay &longs;o, madam. I
will &longs;ee Mr. Rook&longs;by previous to his intended
departure. I will u&longs;e every argument in
my power to prevail with him to give up his
de&longs;ign in regard to Clara; if I find every
other argument ineffectual, I will promi&longs;e
&longs;ome future day to give him my hand. But

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let me reque&longs;t my dear friendly Mrs. Rook&longs;by
to attribute this re&longs;olution to its proper cau&longs;e.
I will not deceive your &longs;on with profe&longs;&longs;ions
of affection which I do not feel. I have received
many favours from you and your
amiable niece Mrs. Kingly, and I think it
will be to your mutual &longs;atisfaction, to &longs;ee me
married. I am &longs;en&longs;ible, it is a duty al&longs;o
which I owe my&longs;elf, as, whil&longs;t I continue
&longs;ingle, I &longs;hall always be &longs;u&longs;pected of nourishing
an improper affection for Mr. Kingly,
and as it is my earne&longs;t wi&longs;h to pre&longs;erve my
own reputation unfullied and to promote as
much as po&longs;&longs;ible the happine&longs;s of others, I
will unite my&longs;elf to Mr. Rook&longs;by, but alas,
I have nothing to offer in return for his generous
affection but e&longs;teem and friend&longs;hip.”

“Enough my love,” cried Mrs. Rook&longs;by
embracing me, “I have no doubt of Clement's
happine&longs;s, when ble&longs;t with the esteem
of &longs;o amiable a companion.”

At dinner we all met as u&longs;ual. Mr. Rooksby
was in his travelling dre&longs;s. “Are you for
riding this afternoon, &longs;ir,” &longs;aid I—“I think
of &longs;etting forward for London, Mi&longs;s Howard,
I have an affair of infinite con&longs;equence to
tran&longs;act there, and I fear delays may be dangerous.”—
“You mu&longs;t not leave us to-night,
however, Clement,” &longs;aid his mother &longs;miling.

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—“I did not under&longs;tand you intended leaving
Oak-hall till to-morrow,” &longs;aid I.—“I
would willingly &longs;tay here for ever,” he replied,
“but I am &longs;en&longs;ible my pre&longs;ence is detrimental
to the tranquility of one who&longs;e happine&longs;s
I would promote at the hazard of my life.”—
This was a compliment, my dear Celia,
which I could not take entirely to my&longs;elf, as
he might have meant Clara's happine&longs;s was
di&longs;turbed by his remaining at Oak-hall, I
therefore remained &longs;ilent, and little more
was &longs;aid, till the cloth was removed. I then
aro&longs;e to leave the room with Mrs. Rook&longs;by,
who generally retires to her dre&longs;&longs;ing room
after dinner, and as if often the ca&longs;e with
elderly people, indulges her&longs;elf with a nap.
As I aro&longs;e Mr. Rook&longs;by took my hand.
“Permit me, Mi&longs;s Howard, before I take my
leave to reque&longs;t the honour of a few minutes
conver&longs;ation.” I curte&longs;ied a&longs;&longs;ent and reassumed
my &longs;eat; he continued.

“It is with infinite regret, my dear
young lady, that I leave this place, as by &longs;o
doing I relinqui&longs;h every hope, which I had
fondly cheri&longs;hed of obtaining an intere&longs;t in
your bo&longs;om. I &longs;ee my pre&longs;ence is painful
to you, it encroaches on that tranquillity you
would otherwi&longs;e enjoy, in a place &longs;o agreeable
to your di&longs;po&longs;ition. I hope you will
believe, your happine&longs;s is an object of far

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greater moment to me than my own. I go
from hence with a fixed re&longs;olution to repair
the injuries I have done Clara; but to convince
you how near your intere&longs;t is and ever
will be to my heart, I mu&longs;t beg you will
con&longs;ider your&longs;elf from this moment independent.
In this (pre&longs;enting me a &longs;mall box)
you will find a writing, which conveys to
you and yours for ever an e&longs;tate worth
two hundred pounds a year, &longs;ituated in
Glamorgan&longs;hire. I will not be either interrupted
or contradicted (&longs;eeing I was about
to &longs;peak.) You mu&longs;t accept this as from a
brother, who though his own future days
will have &longs;carce a dawn of plea&longs;ure to enliven
them, will always have the comfort of
reflecting the mo&longs;t amiable woman in the
world will be no more reduced to situations
at once &longs;o unworthy her merits, and
painful to her feelings.”

Overcome by this generous conduct I was
unable to &longs;peak. Tears involuntarily bur&longs;t
from my eyes and &longs;eeing him about to leave
the room, almo&longs;t unknowing what I did, I
caught his hand to detain him.—

“Do not di&longs;tre&longs;s me, my dear Mi&longs;s Howard,
&longs;aid he, tho&longs;e tears are too precious to
be &longs;hed on &longs;uch a trivial occa&longs;ion.”

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“Trivial,” &longs;aid I, “Oh! Mr. Rook&longs;by,
I cannot accept this noble donation. It oppresses
me beyond mea&longs;ure. I have no way
of di&longs;charging the va&longs;t debt of gratitude.”

“My &longs;weet girl,” &longs;aid he, ki&longs;&longs;ing my
hand. “Remember me ever with a friendly
affection and I &longs;hall think my&longs;elf a thousand
times repaid.”

“I cannot take it, &longs;ir, indeed I cannot.
But let me prefer one reque&longs;t to you. Do
not leave us this afternoon, remain a few
days longer to oblige me.”—

No, my dear Meriel, I &longs;ee the generous
drift of your de&longs;ign. You pity me, you
wi&longs;h to make me happy and to oblige my
mother would &longs;acrifice your own felicity;
but, my dear friend, if I have nothing to
hope from affection, I will not be indebted
to gratitude or compa&longs;&longs;ion.

“But, dear Mr. Rook&longs;by, con&longs;ider how
you will di&longs;tre&longs;s your mother by thus precipitately
giving your hand to Mrs. Millar;
You mu&longs;t pardon me, &longs;ir, but indeed I do
not think her altogether worthy &longs;uch an
honour.”

“Such a &longs;evere expre&longs;&longs;ion from mi&longs;s
Howard is &longs;omething extraordinary; but

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women (added he &longs;miling) are not always
the mo&longs;t candid judges of each other. You
my dear Mi&longs;s behold in Clara only a frail
woman, who forgetful of the rigid dictates
of honour and virtue &longs;acrificed reputation,
friends, every valuable con&longs;ideration to an
unhappy pa&longs;&longs;ion. I behold her as a lovely,
unfortunate creature, who has made tho&longs;e
&longs;acrifices for me. I al&longs;o con&longs;ider that, perhaps,
had it been her fate to be united to the
man of her heart, &longs;he would at this moment
have been a re&longs;pectable member of &longs;ociety;
and if I reflect, that I only am the cau&longs;e,
that &longs;he is not &longs;o, can I do otherwi&longs;e than
repair as much, as is in my power, the injuries
her reputation has &longs;uffered on my account.”

“I think, Mr. Rook&longs;by, you argue perfectly
right, nor &longs;hould I have entered on
this &longs;ubject, had it not been at the earne&longs;t
reque&longs;t of your mother. She &longs;hudders at
the idea of your introducing into the family
a woman of light fame. She has been informed
that Mrs. Millar is a very faulty woman
in more re&longs;pects than one. She wi&longs;hes
to have her amply provided for, but cannot
endure to think &longs;he mu&longs;t be the wife of her
darling &longs;on.”

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“I &longs;aw, Mi&longs;s Howard, from the fir&longs;t that
it was at my mother's de&longs;ire you &longs;o chearfully
a&longs;&longs;ented to this conver&longs;ation. She knew
the genero&longs;ity of your di&longs;po&longs;ition. She naturally
&longs;uppo&longs;ed you would exert your&longs;elf to
prevail with me to relinqui&longs;h my de&longs;ign. She
fore&longs;aw the generous conce&longs;&longs;ions you would
make in my favour: but &longs;he knows not the
heart of her &longs;on, if &longs;he imagines affection
like his could be &longs;atisfied with any thing
le&longs;s than affection in return.”

“I am &longs;orry, I &longs;hall be able to give no better
account of my undertaking; but, however,
Mr. Rook&longs;by, permit me to decline,
this obligation (returning the writings). I
am perfectly &longs;atisfied with my &longs;ituation in
your mother's family, and mu&longs;t in&longs;i&longs;t on
your receiving this again.”

He refu&longs;ed to take it. I laid it on the
table and ha&longs;tily left the room.

So you &longs;ee, my dear Celia, while I was
con&longs;ulting my friends whether I &longs;hould accept
or reject this man, he has ha&longs;tily formed
the re&longs;olution of leaving me to wear the
willow and be&longs;towing him&longs;elf on another.
Seriou&longs;ly my friend I feel my&longs;elf greatly
obliged by the delicate manner in which he
declined accepting a hand when he was

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certain the heart would not immediately follow,
and were it not that I fear he will be extremely
unhappy in an union with Clara, I
&longs;hould rejoice in being relea&longs;ed from his importunities.
Mrs. Rook&longs;by is in great affliction.
I try all I can to comfort her; but
I really believe &longs;he will feel as much, when
&longs;he fees her &longs;on mount his hor&longs;e to leave the
Hall, as &longs;he would were &longs;he attending him
to the &longs;ilent receptacle of his ance&longs;tors.
When this dreaded wedding is over &longs;he will,
I make no doubt, feel ea&longs;ier, and the birth
of her grandchild will naturally awaken
&longs;ome degree of affection towards its mother.

You will, perhaps, my dear Celia, blame,
me for &longs;o ob&longs;tinately refu&longs;ing Mr. Rook&longs;by's
generous pre&longs;ent; but my dear girl I am the
wor&longs;t in the world to receive an obligation.
It oppre&longs;&longs;es me; it &longs;inks me to the earth,
e&longs;pecially when I have no power to return
it. While I have my health, I have no
doubt of always finding a &longs;ituation, where
I may render my&longs;elf in &longs;ome mea&longs;ure u&longs;eful,
in return for my &longs;ub&longs;i&longs;tence, and &longs;hould
&longs;ickne&longs;s, age or any infirmity, to which mortality
is &longs;ubject, overtake me, whil&longs;t I remain
in what is generally termed an unprotected
&longs;tate, I have &longs;till the &longs;ame beneficent

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Providence to rely on, who never yet suffered
me to &longs;ink under affliction.

Adieu my friend,
MERIEL.
LETTER XLII. MERIEL to CELIA.

Oak-hall, Augu&longs;t 12th, 1781.

We have had fine bu&longs;tling and confusion
I a&longs;&longs;ure you, my dear Celia,
&longs;ince I wrote you la&longs;t; and if you knew all,
you would &longs;ay, we are likely to have much
more,—but not to go on with my intelligence
too fa&longs;t.

The morning after I concluded my la&longs;t,
Mr. Rook&longs;by &longs;et off for London. His

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mother would not take leave of him at his departure,
and I was obliged to con&longs;ent that a
corre&longs;pondence &longs;hould be commenced between
us; for &longs;he had ab&longs;olutely declared
all intercour&longs;e with her mu&longs;t cea&longs;e, from
the moment he married Clara. Accordingly
on the fourth day after his departure I received
a letter, informing me he had arrived
too late for his purpo&longs;e: for Clara had been
in bed two days, and little ma&longs;ter was as
fine a boy as ever was &longs;een, and in perfect
health. Mrs. Rook&longs;by greatly rejoiced, that
any thing had happened to po&longs;tpone the
wedding, and flattered her&longs;elf the connection
would by &longs;ome means or other be
broke off. It was near &longs;ix weeks before we
had any farther tidings of him, though I had
an&longs;wered his letter immediately. It was at
the clo&longs;e of evening; Mrs. Rook&longs;by was reclined
on a &longs;opha; for the weather was extremely
hot, and I was playing on the harpsichord
which I accompanied with my voice.
The evening was remarkably &longs;till, the moon
with &longs;ilver cre&longs;cent &longs;aintly illumined the
&longs;ky, encrea&longs;ing the beauty of the night by
her pre&longs;ence, without eclip&longs;ing by too much
radience the le&longs;&longs;ie&longs; glories of the &longs;tars. I had
ju&longs;t begun that charming &longs;ong from Milton's
Pen&longs;ero&longs;o.


“Sweet bird that &longs;hun'&longs;t the noi&longs;e of folly,“

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When we were interrupted by the &longs;ound
of hor&longs;es coming up the avenue, and in a
few minutes Mr. Rook&longs;by ru&longs;hed into the
room, pale and to all appearance worn out
with fatigue. He &longs;poke not at entering, but
throwing him&longs;elf into his mother's arms,
bur&longs;t into tears.

“Clement,” &longs;aid &longs;he, “my dear Clement
what is the matter. Good God! you weep,
your hands are hot. You are very ill.”—
“Oh! mother,” he replied, “forgive me.
I know it is unlike a man, but the &longs;hock I
have received.”—“Is Clara dead then,”
&longs;aid &longs;he.—“Clara, did you &longs;ay, Oh the siren,
name her not, I cannot tru&longs;t my&longs;elf to
&longs;peak of her, &longs;he is—but come we will not
talk about her.”

“You come upon us rather unexpected,”
&longs;aid I, advancing towards him.

“I came,” &longs;aid he, “as fa&longs;t as a repeated
change of hor&longs;es would bring me,
for I knew there was no other place, where
I could find comfort. You, my dear Mi&longs;s
Howard will comfort me, and you will prevail
with my mother, to receive under her
protecting roof &longs;ome poor little orphans who
will arrive to-morrow to claim her care.”

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“You are &longs;en&longs;ible, Clement, that every
child of affliction is welcome to me. I will
protect and &longs;erve them to the utmo&longs;t of my
power. How much greater then will be
their claim on my humanity, when they
come recommended by you.”

“And when one of them is my child,”
cried he vehemently,—“my dear mother,
that woman, whom I had intended to make
my wife—but no matter, &longs;he is gone. She
has for&longs;aken her poor little innocents; but
I will not &longs;uffer them to know want.”

“You are not married then?”—“No”—
“Thank heaven, my dear Clement, thank
heaven, your honour will not &longs;uffer by this
cruel defertion, and let the vile mother go,
we will protect the unoffending children.”

After &longs;upper, Mr. Rook&longs;by was more
compo&longs;ed. He told us, that on his arrival
in London he ha&longs;tened to Clara and found
her as he had informed us, the mother of a
fine boy and likely to do well. He told her
with what intention he had hurried to town,
and &longs;aid, if &longs;he de&longs;ired it, a &longs;pecial licence
&longs;hould be procured and the ceremony performed
in her own chamber. This &longs;he fortunately
refu&longs;ed alledging, that, as her disgrace
had been public, &longs;he de&longs;ired the

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reparation might be public al&longs;o. To this he assented
and preparations were making for the
public performance of the ceremony. He
had pre&longs;ented her with a magnificent &longs;et of
jewels, and with money to the amount of
three thou&longs;and pounds. A day was appointed
for the union: the articles, &longs;ettlements,
&c. were all ready for &longs;igning: When the
evening preceding the appointed morning
he called at her hou&longs;e and was informed &longs;he
was gone to a private ball &longs;ome few miles
out of town. He thought it &longs;omewhat
&longs;trange, but knowing the volatility of her
di&longs;po&longs;ition and how extremely fond of every
thing that wore the &longs;emblance of plea&longs;ure,
it did not &longs;o much &longs;urprize him. The next
morning he repaired to her at the time appointed,
a new equipage, &longs;ervants in new
liveries with white and &longs;ilver favours arrived
at the door. The gue&longs;ts began to appear
when enquiries were made for the bride.—
Mr. Rook&longs;by went up to ha&longs;ten her. She
was not in her dre&longs;&longs;ing-room. He called for
her woman: &longs;he was not to be found. At
length a groom ventured, trembling into
the pre&longs;ence of the di&longs;appointed, enraged
bridegroom and delivered him a &longs;ealed billet.
He broke the &longs;eal with precipitation: it
contained the&longs;e words:

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TO MR. ROOKSBY.

You thought to have deceived me, but
you are mi&longs;taken. I have been informed of
all your late di&longs;honourable conduct. Would
your mother's humble companion have accepted
your hand, it would never have been
offered to me: but though you have been
a dupe to me I will not become one to you.
I know, you will, at the reception of this,
rave and cur&longs;e your evil genius which has
induced you to make your&longs;elf the laughing
&longs;tock of your acquaintance. I am far beyond
the reach of your revenge, and enjoy
in idea, the ridiculous figure you will, at the
moment you are reading this appear, surrounded
by your friends decked in the trappings
of nuptial finery and de&longs;erted by the
intended bride. I have left the brats.—
They would have been trouble&longs;ome on the
long journey I mean to take; you may
either provide for them or &longs;end them to the
work-hou&longs;e; either way will be equally agreeable
to me. I have accepted the protection
of a noble lover, and mean to make
with him the tour of Europe. You mu&longs;t
now offer your&longs;elf again to Mi&longs;s Howard,
and I wi&longs;h &longs;he may &longs;erve you as I have done.

CLARA.

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It is ea&longs;y to conceive the pa&longs;&longs;ion this infamous
&longs;crawl created in the bo&longs;om of
Rook&longs;by. He was in the fir&longs;t paroxy&longs;ms of
rage for putting an immediate period to his
exi&longs;tence. Shame, vexation, and disappointment
drove him to the verge of distraction.
At length he recollected the child
of whom he is extremely fond. He called
for it, declared that the mother's guilt &longs;hould
never be revenged on her innocent offspring,
and in care&longs;&longs;ing the little cherub, in &longs;ome
mea&longs;ure compo&longs;ed the perturbation of his
&longs;pirits. The company di&longs;per&longs;ed, he &longs;ent
away his chariot, and returned to his lodging
in a hackney-coach, where he undre&longs;&longs;ed and
ordering po&longs;t hor&longs;es, &longs;et forward immediately
for Oak-hall, leaving his own man to
follow with the nur&longs;e and children. The
elde&longs;t, who is a girl, I am told is at &longs;chool
in a village near Oxford, where Mr.
Rook&longs;ky has every rea&longs;on to be &longs;atisfied
with the care taken of her education and
morals. He means, he &longs;ays, that &longs;he &longs;hall
have a u&longs;eful education, and will &longs;ettle on her
a thou&longs;and pounds, the intere&longs;t of which is
to be appropriated to her &longs;upport. The
two boys, he will bring up together and by
a liberal education fit them for one of the
genteel profe&longs;&longs;ions, the choice of which
&longs;hall remain with them&longs;elves. To them al&longs;o
he will give a thou&longs;and pounds each; but

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they are both to be called by the name of
Millar. This is certainly a noble &longs;pirited
young man. It is a pity he has not more
firmne&longs;s of temper; but he is as weak as an
infant and as ea&longs;ily per&longs;uaded by per&longs;ons
who rightly under&longs;tand his di&longs;po&longs;ition. Awaken
his gratitude or make a claim upon his
honour, and you may lead him as you
plea&longs;e. This is far from the kind of temper
that I like. Were I ever &longs;o much attached
to Mr. Rook&longs;by, I &longs;hould be afraid
of profe&longs;&longs;ing it, lea&longs;t it &longs;hould be &longs;uppo&longs;ed
I meant to take an undue advantage of his
ea&longs;y nature, and I &longs;hould, if married to &longs;uch
a man, avoid &longs;hewing a thou&longs;and little kindnesses,
lea&longs;t I &longs;hould &longs;eem to demand more
than &longs;imilar attentions from him. There is
another trait in his character, which I have
lately di&longs;covered. He is vain and rather
addicted to jealou&longs;y; and I can perceive
there is no part of Clara's conduct hurts him
more &longs;everely, than finding her &longs;o totally indifferent—
and when he imagined her strongly
attached to him&longs;elf, to know her capable
of eloping with another.

And yet, my dear Celia, this very man
with all his errors, they have &longs;ome how
or other among them drawn me into a &longs;ort
of promi&longs;e to marry. Mrs. Kingly wrote
and my dear Amelia wrote too.—Mrs.

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Rook&longs;by pleaded, and Clement him&longs;elf,
looked &longs;uch eloquent things, that what with
the grateful remembrance of his genero&longs;ity,
toward me, which I forgot to tell you his
mother in&longs;i&longs;ted on my accepting, and a &longs;ort
of pity for his late di&longs;appointment, I experienced
a kind of &longs;entiment which I know
not how to di&longs;tingui&longs;h. It is more lively
than e&longs;teem, and yet I am &longs;ure it is not
love. However, be it what it may, the die
is ca&longs;t, and I believe Rook&longs;by will be the
man with whom I am de&longs;tined to pa&longs;s my
life. The &longs;ettlements, &c. prepared for
Clara, his mother declares &longs;hall remain for
me, as blanks had been left for the names.
I do not agree to this point; as I think the
&longs;ettlement by far too large. I think it very
nece&longs;&longs;ary a proper provi&longs;ion &longs;hould be made
in ca&longs;e of a large family, but as I have no
fortune, it would be unju&longs;t as well as ungerous
to accept a &longs;ettlement of &longs;even hundred
a year. This I am re&longs;olved to over rule.—
Three hundred will be more than &longs;ufficient.
On this condition alone, will I give him my
hand, for it &longs;hall never be &longs;aid the poor
Meriel Howard aggrandized her&longs;elf at the
expence of the Rook&longs;by family. For here are
ill natured people in all families and no doubt
many of Mr. Rook&longs;by's relations will think
them&longs;elves degraded by this alliance.

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In about a month from this time, my dear
friend, my fate will be decided. Contrary
to my inclination, the old lady will have a
public wedding, and all the family to the
third and fourth generation are to be invited.
The old man&longs;ion is put into &longs;uch a commotion:
here is &longs;uch fitting up and pulling
down, with &longs;uch wife and bu&longs;y faces, popping
about from one apartment to another,
while I, who am the cau&longs;e of all the confusion,
am as calm and compo&longs;ed as po&longs;&longs;ible.
At lea&longs;t, my countenance and demeanor &longs;ay
&longs;o; but I have many &longs;erious thoughts, and
many a tear and many a &longs;igh is given to the
memory of the time when I looked forward
to the nuptial hour with different &longs;en&longs;ations;
but that mu&longs;t be forgotten. My dear Celia,
pray for for your

MERIEL.

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It is pa&longs;t, my friend—and I am now the
wife of Mr. Rook&longs;by. It is ju&longs;t a week,
&longs;ince at the altar, I pledged my faith to love
and honour him to the late&longs;t period of his
exi&longs;tence. Well Celia, I will keep this
vow mo&longs;t religiou&longs;ly; at lea&longs;t I will e&longs;teem
him and love no other, and whil&longs;t his conduct
is &longs;uch as demands honour, I will honour
him. Should he ever fail in any of
the grand moral duties, I will bear it with
meekne&longs;s, pity him and endeavour to reclaim
him. I will be a faithful wife in every
&longs;en&longs;e of the word.

The day on which I gave him my hand,
was indeed to me a tremendous one.—
Kingly was pre&longs;ent, nay he even gave me to
his cou&longs;in. I trembled when he took my
hand, a &longs;aint &longs;icki&longs;h &longs;en&longs;ation come over

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me: but I rallied my &longs;pirits and went through
the ceremony tolerably well. My dear Amelia,
whom you might &longs;uppo&longs;e would be present
on this important occa&longs;ion, kept up
my &longs;pirits during the re&longs;t of the day. Mrs.
Kingly looked happy, but it was a kind of
&longs;atisfaction tempered with fear.—“I hope”
&longs;aid &longs;he,” pre&longs;&longs;ing my hand, “I hope the
æra of your felicity may be dated from this
propitious day.”—“Mo&longs;t certainly it will,”
cried Amelia, “for who ever heard of misery
in a coach and &longs;ix.”—“Oh!” replied
Mrs. Kingly, with great energy, “there is
much greater mi&longs;ery in them than tho&longs;e who
lack the goods of fortune will readily imagine,
aye, my dear Mi&longs;s Sidney, and the
wor&longs;t kind of mi&longs;ery too, &longs;uch as wealth
cannot relieve or grandeur alleviate.”

“Well,” &longs;aid Amelia, laughing, “I declare
we have cho&longs;en a brilliant topic for a wedding
day, but pray let us change it. I was always
more inclined to become a di&longs;ciple of
the laughing, rather than the weeping philosopher.”

When it drew near dinner time and I
found I mu&longs;t de&longs;cend into the drawing
room, I trembled from the idea of being
pre&longs;ented to about half a hundred &longs;trangers,
who would compliment, and critici&longs;e at a

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mo&longs;t unmerciful rate; the one to my face,
the other behind my back, and believe me
I would &longs;ooner li&longs;ten to the latter than the
former: for compliments have in general
little or no meaning and of cour&longs;e are mere
in&longs;ipid trifles. Now in li&longs;tening to the criticisms
of our friendly neighbours, who
perhaps did not intend we &longs;hould over hear
them, we di&longs;cover our faults, and may learn
how to amend them; but the misfortune is,
few will take the trouble to point out our
errors to us, while every one is ready to
flatter our &longs;elf love, by commending us for
qualifications to which we have little or no
preten&longs;ions, and, if they think, we believe
their a&longs;&longs;ertions, the moment we quit them
they will laugh at our credulity. Well!
my dear Celia, I never could bring my&longs;elf
to make compliments, or fine &longs;peeches to
people, whom I did not think de&longs;erved them.
But to return to my &longs;ubject—

I got through the day tolerably well, and
now our gue&longs;ts begin to think of returning
to their re&longs;pective homes. It is propo&longs;ed,
that we &longs;tay at Oak-hall till the latter end of
November. Mrs. Rook&longs;by has prevailed
on Mrs. Sidney to remain with her, during
the winter, while Amelia accompanies me
to town. I am va&longs;tly plea&longs;ed with the arrangement,
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will be a great comfort to me. I find Rooksby
has given orders for a hou&longs;e to be fitted
up in a &longs;tile of the utmo&longs;t elegance, as he
intends we &longs;hall always pa&longs;s the winters in
town and the &longs;ummers with his mother at
the Hall. He talks of much grandeur and
gaity. I am &longs;orry for it, I think his ta&longs;te
very expen&longs;ive; but it is not my place to
&longs;peak. I am determined to regulate my own
expences, by the &longs;trict rule of economy, void
of par&longs;imony. Even was the wealth my
own, I have no right to &longs;quander it away in
unnece&longs;&longs;ary trifles, and as it is not, I mu&longs;t
be &longs;till more careful. My allowance for
pocket money, cards, &c. is extremely liberal,
and I hope always to order it in &longs;uch
a manner as to have a &longs;ufficient &longs;um by me,
to a&longs;&longs;i&longs;t depre&longs;&longs;ed merit, or re&longs;cue &longs;uffering
innocence from oppre&longs;&longs;ion. I hope, my dear
Celia, elevated as my pre&longs;ent &longs;ituation is,
I &longs;hall never forget the u&longs;eful le&longs;&longs;ons taught
me in the &longs;chool of adver&longs;ity; and &longs;urely,
whil&longs;t the remembrance of my own &longs;ufferings
are retained, my heart will never be rendered
callous to the &longs;ufferings of others. Oh! my
beloved friend, dearly indeed &longs;hould I purchase
the &longs;miles of fortune, if I am to lo&longs;e
my humanity. Benificent Ruler of the
Univer&longs;e, teach me to value the ble&longs;&longs;ings
bountifully &longs;howered upon me, by constantly
remembering my own de&longs;erts; and

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whenever I meet an afflicted fellow-creature,
let my heart &longs;hew its gratitude to Thee, by
dropping the tear of &longs;ympathy, and granting
the tribute of relief.”—I am certain,
Celia, they who have never known adversity,
cannot truly enjoy pro&longs;perity. I forgot
to tell you, that Kingly left us the day after
we were married. Mrs. Kingly &longs;tays, till we
all go to London. When we are &longs;ettled
there, I will write you again; but you mu&longs;t
not expect any great variety in my letters;
I mu&longs;t, I &longs;uppo&longs;e, at fir&longs;t enter into the gaities
of the metropolis, but I am determined
not to be &longs;o infatuated as to give up my
whole time to them. I will have my hours
of peace and retirement: for in my opinion
the life that is &longs;pent in a continued round of
in&longs;ipid plea&longs;ures, is not only entirely u&longs;ele&longs;s
to &longs;ociety, but in &longs;ome mea&longs;ure guilty, as
we can have no time for the performance of
tho&longs;e duties, which are incumbent on every
profe&longs;&longs;or of Chri&longs;tianity; nor do I think
as many do, that people of a certain rank
in life may pa&longs;s their time in any way
mo&longs;t agreeable to them&longs;elves, and that they
are not accountable for it to any one. We
certainly are an&longs;werable to one, who will
demand an account of our &longs;teward&longs;hip at a
time, when no eva&longs;ion whatever will &longs;erve
our turn: and the more elevated our station,
the more careful we &longs;hould be to

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&longs;et examples worthy the imitation of our
inferiors. Examples that may in&longs;pire all,
who know us with a love of virtue, be an
honour to our&longs;elves, and a benefit to society
in general.

Mr. Rook&longs;by a&longs;ked me, to whom I was
writing. To the friend of my early days,
I replied. We were educated in the &longs;ame
convent. Mi&longs;s Shelburne cho&longs;e to take the
veil—I was of a different religion, and have
been called into the bu&longs;y &longs;cenes of life, but
the affections of our youth are always remembered
with peculiar plea&longs;ure; especially,
when rea&longs;on approves the election our
hearts had made in the days of childhood.
I am certain, my dear Meriel, &longs;aid he, &longs;he
mu&longs;t be amiable, or &longs;he would not be honoured
with your e&longs;teem.

You are a flatterer, &longs;aid, I &longs;miling, but if
you knew Celia half &longs;o well as I do, you
would know &longs;he was worthy of the love of
every good heart. I will not repeat his reply,
my friend, as it would favour too
much of vanity, if he is as gallant and tender
twelve months hence, I may perhaps,
&longs;tand a good chance for claiming the flitch
of bacon
. He bids me pre&longs;ent his be&longs;t wishes
to you. Amelia al&longs;o reque&longs;ts to be remembered;
but it is impo&longs;&longs;ible that either

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of them can love and e&longs;teem you with the
tenderne&longs;s and &longs;incerity of

MERIEL. LETTER XLIV. MERIEL to CELIA. Harley St. Dec. 19th, 1781.

I have been in town above a week; but
could not command an hour to devote
to friend&longs;hip and Celia. Indeed, I have
been &longs;o taken up with mantua-makers, milliners
and toymen, I hardly know what account
to give of the la&longs;t &longs;even days; then
what with here and there a particular friend,
who reque&longs;ted to be admitted, before my
appearance at court gave the &longs;ignal for the
whole town to come and pa&longs;s their opinion
on my hou&longs;e-furniture, &c. I have been
wearied to death with a con&longs;tant &longs;ucce&longs;&longs;ion
of impertinant vi&longs;itors, who are thus over
polite, for no other rea&longs;on than the eager desire
they have to report the di&longs;coveries they
make in regard to my per&longs;on, dre&longs;s and

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manner, to the whole circle of their acquaintance;
but in this they have been &longs;adly disappointed,
for I have received them all in
a &longs;mall back drawing-room, and have never
yet varied my dre&longs;s from a neat di&longs;habille.

I am now &longs;ummoned to the drawing
room: &longs;ome new &longs;et of inqui&longs;itives, I suppose,
well, I mu&longs;t attend; for people of
fa&longs;hion live not for them&longs;elves, but others.
They are afraid to perform any action, if
unfa&longs;hionable, though ever &longs;o right, lea&longs;t
they &longs;hould be laughed at: and for the very
&longs;ame cau&longs;e dare not refu&longs;e to do any thing to
which fa&longs;hion gives a &longs;anction, though reason
tells them it is wrong, and &longs;hould be
avoided.

I mu&longs;t leave you Celia.

And who do you imagine my vi&longs;itors were?
Now would I venture to lay a con&longs;iderable
wager, your mind would glance over the
whole circle of my acquaintance, without
being able to gue&longs;s the right. So to &longs;ave
you the trouble of conjecture, I will at once
inform you. They were no other than my
kind aunt Mo&longs;&longs;opand her two amiable daughters.
I do declare, Celia, when I &longs;aw them
in the drawing room I ab&longs;olutely blu&longs;hed for

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them. However, they did not &longs;eem to experience
any embarra&longs;&longs;ment; but paid their
compliments with the &longs;ame ea&longs;y air, as if
nothing had ever interrupted our intimacy;
only with this difference, their language and
manner was more re&longs;pectful.

“You have been very &longs;ly, my dear,” &longs;aid
my aunt, “never to let us know where you
were all this time, and then to blaze upon
us all at once a &longs;plendid bride.”

“I thought, madam, after the death of
my father, you would feel but little interested
about the fate of his daughter, for
whom you never appeared to have any great
degree of partiality.”

“Ble&longs;s me, Mrs. Rook&longs;by, you are vastly
mi&longs;taken. I was always extremely partial
to you, and I am &longs;ure He&longs;ter and Su&longs;an have
talked of you many times, &longs;ince la&longs;t we had
the plea&longs;ure of &longs;eeing you. We wondered
what had become of you.”

“I have &longs;een a variety of &longs;cenes,” &longs;aid I,
“nor would it have been in the lea&longs;t probable
&longs;hould meet with &longs;o advantageous a settlement
as I have, had it not been for the
friend&longs;hip of a young lady, whom I have
once or twice &longs;een at your hou&longs;e, and who

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at pre&longs;ent does me the honour to make one
of my family.” I then rang the bell, and
de&longs;ired the &longs;ervant to inform Mi&longs;s Sidney
we reque&longs;ted the favour of her company.
I &longs;aw my cou&longs;ins look at each other when
Amelia's name was mentioned, Mrs. Mo&longs;&longs;op
changed countenance. “Ble&longs;s me,” &longs;aid Hester,
“I was thinking of Mi&longs;s Sidney, the other
day: but we have been in town &longs;o very little
while, we have &longs;een nobody—this is positively
the fir&longs;t vi&longs;it we have made.” When
Amelia entered the room, I &longs;aw &longs;he was
a&longs;toni&longs;hed: I al&longs;o &longs;aw the con&longs;traint and
confu&longs;ion which my vi&longs;itors vainly endeavoured
to hide under the ma&longs;k of extreme
plea&longs;ure at the accidental meeting. However,
as I imagined, my cou&longs;ins courted my
notice merely in the hope of &longs;ometimes being
of my parties, and throwing themselves
in the way of men of rank and fortune,
I gave them a general invitation
to my hou&longs;e, and I &longs;incerely wi&longs;h the event
may an&longs;wer their &longs;anguine expectations, as
it would give me great &longs;atisfaction to &longs;ee
them married to worthy men, po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ed of
fortunes capable of &longs;upporting them in the
manner to which they have been accu&longs;tomed,
and which I fear they could not continue,
was their father to die before they are settled;
as he could not leave them a large
fortune, having in general lived up to the

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extent of his income. Young Mo&longs;&longs;op is, I
find, in the We&longs;t-Indies.—Is it not &longs;trange,
my dear Celia, that I have heard nothing of
my brother the&longs;e two years pa&longs;t. However
he has forgot me. I often think of him; I
pray for his health and pro&longs;perity, and &longs;hould
rejoice to &longs;ee him return with an independence
&longs;ufficient to place him in a respectable
&longs;ituation.—Oh Celia, this continual
round of vi&longs;itors, by no means &longs;uits the
ta&longs;te of your friend. I am called away again.

MERIEL.

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LETTER XLV.

Oak-hall, June 10th, 1783.

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My little Clementina, is grown the
fine&longs;t girl you can imagine; and I
a&longs;&longs;ure you, grandmamma is not a little
proud of her darling. I wi&longs;hed the dear
little charmer to have been called Frederica,
but I dared not &longs;ay &longs;o, lea&longs;t it &longs;hould be
thought improper. La&longs;t night, my dear
Amelia arrived: her &longs;pirits are greatly depressed
by the death of her excellent mother,
but as &longs;he will be happy in the friend&longs;hip
and protection of Mrs. Rook&longs;by, I hope
&longs;oon to &longs;ee her chearfulne&longs;s re&longs;tored. I have
got &longs;uch a habit of &longs;eizing every lei&longs;ure
moment to &longs;cribble to my Celia, that I often

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take up my pen, when I have really nothing
to &longs;ay. You rejoice, you tell me to find my
happine&longs;s increa&longs;e. Indeed, my dear friend
I experience a much larger &longs;hare than &longs;ome
years &longs;ince, I could have imagined would
have ever fallen to my lot. Mr. Rook&longs;by
is &longs;till the kind, the attentive hu&longs;band, and
the birth of my little girl &longs;eems more strongly
to cement our union.

You cannot think, how &longs;urpri&longs;ed I was
a few days before we left town. Mr. Rooksby
had been out in the morning, and on
his return told me he had met with an old
friend whom he had invited home to dinner.”
He is a man,” &longs;aid he, “with whom
I formed an acquaintance when we were
both boys at the &longs;ame &longs;chool together, I
have not &longs;een him for &longs;ome time, but I always
thought him a worthy fellow, and am
now happy in the renewal of our intimacy.”
He did not mention the name of his friend.
You may judge therefore what was my
a&longs;toni&longs;hment, when ju&longs;t before dinner a
&longs;ervant announced Mr. Belger. I know
not why it was, but I felt my&longs;elf strangely
embarra&longs;&longs;ed while he was paying his compliments.
Mr. Belger too was &longs;urpri&longs;ed,
and looked aba&longs;hed at the unexpected rencounter,
for I had not &longs;een him &longs;ince the
cold wet night when we parted at the

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end of Ken&longs;ington. However, I immediately
acco&longs;ted him by name and turning
to Mr. Rook&longs;by endeavoured at a &longs;mile,
while I &longs;aid, “This is an old acquaintance
of mine too, though I dare &longs;ay Mr. Belger
had not the mo&longs;t di&longs;tant idea of &longs;eeing me
here.” I then enquired after Mrs. Belger
and Emma.

“Emma is abroad in a convent, madam,”
he replied—“and, her mother”—He hesitated,
and I at that moment perceiving he
was dre&longs;&longs;ed in &longs;econd mourning, in&longs;tantly
under&longs;tood his meaning. I felt my eyes fill.
I remembered her gentlene&longs;s and affection,
and I al&longs;o remembered how ill that affection
had been requited.

“And pray, my dear,” &longs;aid Mr. Rook&longs;by,
“where were you acquainted with my friend
Belger?”—“At Ken&longs;ington,” I replied.—

“At Ken&longs;ington!” &longs;aid he with vi&longs;ible emotion
“Did you know many per&longs;ons there.”

“Very few, indeed; for at that time I was
not in a &longs;ituation to receive many vi&longs;itants.”

I did not choo&longs;e, my dear Celia, to mention
having known Mrs. Moreton; as &longs;he was
undoubtedly a woman of light character,

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the being &longs;uppo&longs;ed, an intimate of &longs;uch a
woman, would by no means contribute to
rai&longs;e me in Mr. Rook&longs;by's opinion, I therefore
endeavoured to give the conver&longs;ation a
different turn, and dinner being &longs;oon after
announced, it a&longs;&longs;i&longs;ted my de&longs;ign, and we &longs;poke
afterwards only on indifferent &longs;ubjects.—I
am by no means plea&longs;ed with Belger's being
on an intimate footing in our family, he is
not a proper companion for Rook&longs;by, I am
certain he is of libertine principles, fond of
gaming and di&longs;&longs;ipated in his manners, yet
greatly as I di&longs;like him, I dare not mention
it to Mr. Rook&longs;by, as he &longs;eems extremely
fond of him and places the mo&longs;t implicit
confidence in his honour, and has actually
invited him to pa&longs;s &longs;ome weeks this &longs;ummer
with us here, I am mortified and vexed,
Amelia laughs at me, when I mention my
anxiety and &longs;ays, he will now be fearful of
in&longs;ulting me by any mention of his love.
While I was unprotected he could treat me
with di&longs;re&longs;pect, without fear of being called
to an account, now it is quite a different
affair.—Indeed, Celia, this is not what I
dread, but I think if Mr. Rook&longs;by &longs;hould
by any means hear how intimate we once
were, he would be di&longs;plea&longs;ed, and it might
be the cau&longs;e of great unea&longs;ine&longs;s between us,
I &longs;hall take particular care to avoid all opportunities
of being entertained alone by this

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man, and feel happy in the reflection that
while I am in the country I &longs;hall have Amelia
con&longs;tantly with me.

22d.

Since I began my letter I have been &longs;o
agitated and di&longs;tre&longs;&longs;ed I found my&longs;elf totally
unequal to the ta&longs;k of fini&longs;hing it. Now I
have &longs;at down for that purpo&longs;e, I hardly
know how to arrange the extraordinary
events that have happened within the&longs;e la&longs;t
twelve days, nor am I certain that you, my
dear Celia, will entirely approve of my conduct;
yet &longs;ure you will not greatly condemn
me: for your gentle heart is benevolence
it&longs;elf. On the evening of the day on which
I began my letter, I could not but ob&longs;erve
that Mr. Rook&longs;by was extremely thoughtful
and grave, a thing with him very uncommon,
as his u&longs;ual demeanor is chearful, and his
conver&longs;ation lively.—Once or twice, I
thought (for I ob&longs;erved him narrowly,)
I &longs;aw the tears &longs;tart in his eyes, he &longs;ighed
deeply and often. His mother remarked his
want of &longs;pirits and inquired if he was well.
His an&longs;wer was, “yes madam, very well, but
rather out of &longs;pirits, I &longs;hall be better to-morrow,
do not pay any attention to it.”—I
thought it was be&longs;t not to &longs;peak, lea&longs;t urgent
inquiries might encrea&longs;e rather than relieve

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his evident depre&longs;&longs;ion; and in ca&longs;e any family
affair had occa&longs;ioned his unea&longs;ine&longs;s I was
&longs;en&longs;ible he would not choo&longs;e to mention it
before his mother and Amelia.—I therefore
determined to let it re&longs;t, if he thought it
right that I &longs;hould be informed of the cau&longs;e,
he would the fir&longs;t convenient opportunity
communicate it; if not, it would I naturally
&longs;uppo&longs;ed only increa&longs;e his vexation to be
teized with impertinent inquiries. When
we retired he &longs;poke but little, &longs;eemed
buried in thought, and I am certain, &longs;lept
little all night. This was too much—I felt
my heart partake of his unea&longs;ine&longs;s, though
I was ignorant of its origin. I longed to
lighten his anxiety by participation;—
Yet, feared to be trouble&longs;ome.—After
breakfa&longs;t perceiving his dejection rather increase
than dimini&longs;h, I followed him into
the &longs;hrubbery, and finding him &longs;itting in a
melancholy, mu&longs;ing po&longs;ture, &longs;eated my&longs;elf
be&longs;ide him, and laying my hand on his arm,
&longs;aid with a voice, that evidently &longs;poke my
tender &longs;olicitude—



“Rook&longs;by you are not happy.”

“I am not, indeed, my dear Meriel, I am
very far from it; but do not let it interrupt
your tranquillity. The cau&longs;e of my pre&longs;ent
dejection will &longs;oon be removed, and then I

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&longs;hall again enjoy with plea&longs;ure the &longs;ociety
of the be&longs;t of wives; but at pre&longs;ent, my
love, I mu&longs;t reque&longs;t you to leave me, as
I am unfit for conver&longs;ation.”

“And can you, Rook&longs;by, think me worthy
of the flattering appelation you ju&longs;t
now gave me, and yet &longs;uppo&longs;e me capable
of pre&longs;erving my tranquillity while I &longs;ee
you unhappy.”

“You know, my &longs;weet girl, I think you
all, that is good and amiable in woman,
and it is for your peace of mind I would
endeavour to hide my unhapine&longs;s.”

“But as you connot hide it from the eye
of affection, then refu&longs;e me not the pleasure,
my dear Rook&longs;by of at lea&longs;t participating.
If I cannot alleviate your anxiety,
&longs;urely you cannot fear to place a confidence
in the cho&longs;en friend of your heart.”

“Oh no! but I know it will give you
no plea&longs;ure to be informed, nay, I fear it
would rather make you unhappy in an eminent
degree.”

“Then it is &longs;omething of great consequence
either to your honour or intere&longs;t,
or perhaps to both: if &longs;o, I mu&longs;t one day

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know it, and &longs;ure the tidings will not give
me &longs;o much pain from you, as from the
lips of another.”

“Oh! my gentle love, do not pre&longs;s me,
you have no idea of what my heart at this
moment &longs;uffers, while I refu&longs;e to gratify
your laudable curio&longs;ity. Yes, my dear Meriel—
I know the only incentive to be thus
pre&longs;&longs;ing, is a generous wi&longs;h to relieve my
anxiety; but believe me, you cannot form
the remote&longs;t idea of the cau&longs;e. If you
could, you would look on me with a mixture
of horror and di&longs;gu&longs;t.”

“Say not &longs;o, Rook&longs;by; do not think &longs;o
meanly of your wife as to &longs;uppo&longs;e her capapable
of thinking of you a moment without
affection, without an ardent wi&longs;h to &longs;ee
you as perfectly happy, as it is po&longs;&longs;ible for
mortal to be.”

“Can, my deare&longs;t-life, think of no incident
that might happen, that would weaken
her affection towards me.”

“None.—Were it po&longs;&longs;ible, (but I know
it not) that forgetful of your vows, you
could prove fal&longs;e to your Meriel &longs;he could
never forget that you had rai&longs;ed her from

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indigence! that you were her hu&longs;band!
and the father of her child!”

“Deare&longs;t, be&longs;t of womankind—fal&longs;e to
thee! No—rather &longs;hould my heart cea&longs;e to
beat. I &longs;ee your heroic &longs;pirit is adequate
to any trial; no longer will I keep you in
&longs;u&longs;pen&longs;e. I have &longs;een Clara.”—

“And, is that all!—fye! Rook&longs;by, fye!
could you think that would give me a moments
pain. Believe me were it in my power
to be of the lea&longs;t &longs;ervice to Mrs. Millar,
I would in&longs;tantly fly to do it.

“Angelic goodne&longs;s! but could you indeed
forgive her.”

“I have no right to call her too account,
my dear Rook&longs;by, for her errors: but tell
me, is &longs;he in di&longs;tre&longs;s. If &longs;o, I know &longs;he
is my fellow creature, and it is my duty to
relieve her.”

“Meriel,” (&longs;aid he catching me in his arms)
while tears of exultation bur&longs;t from his eyes,
“you &longs;urpa&longs;s even the elevated idea I had
formed of your prudence and virtue, Clara
is in di&longs;tre&longs;s, I met her ye&longs;terday, with scarcely
cloaths to &longs;hield her from the inclemency
of the weather. She told me &longs;he had pa&longs;t

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the two la&longs;t nights in the open air, expo&longs;ed
to nocturnal damps; that lovely form that
once was &longs;hielded by a tender hu&longs;band from
even the mo&longs;t trifling inconvenience, had
nought to re&longs;t upon but the cold earth, no
canopy but heaven,—and two days had pa&longs;t
&longs;ince &longs;he had ta&longs;ted food.”—

“Merciful heaven, &longs;aid I, (while my eyes
overflowed,) why have I been kept thus long
in ignorance, were is &longs;he, let us go, my dear
Rook&longs;by, &longs;hall I quietly enjoy the luxuries
of life while poor Clara is in want of even
the nece&longs;&longs;aries.”

“I relieved her at the time, my love. Do
not feel &longs;o acutely, I even promi&longs;ed again to
&longs;ee her; but my heart &longs;mote me, I thought
&longs;hould it reach your ears, you would think
me the be&longs;e&longs;t of mankind.”

I &longs;hould think you &longs;o, indeed, were you
capable of beholding unmoved the mi&longs;eries
of a woman, with whom you once lived on
terms of the greate&longs;t familiarity: but we
are lo&longs;ing time. Let us ha&longs;ten to the poor
&longs;ufferer. Who knows, but we may lead
her back to the paths of virtue? But hold!
you &longs;hall go alone, Rook&longs;by. She may
con&longs;ider my pre&longs;ence as an in&longs;ult.”

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“She mu&longs;t, if &longs;he reflects at all, my dear
Meriel, think it the highe&longs;t conde&longs;cention;
and if you will be &longs;o generous as to vi&longs;it
and promi&longs;e her your protection, I will
write her a note to prepare her for the interview,
and you &longs;hall &longs;ee her in the afternoon.”

“You will accompany me then?”

“No, dear girl, I will not. After what
has pa&longs;t, it is impo&longs;&longs;ible to doubt either
your delicacy or genero&longs;ity. You &longs;hall act
entirely as your own heart directs. I am
&longs;ure by leaving you to its dictates, Clara
will have no rea&longs;on to complain: but let
me intreat you not to mention this affair,
either to my mother or Mi&longs;s Sidney. I am
&longs;ure they would blame the generous ardour
with which you e&longs;pou&longs;e the cau&longs;e of the unfortunate
Clara.”

“I promi&longs;ed &longs;ilence, and we returned to
the hou&longs;e, Rook&longs;by all life, &longs;pirit and tenderness;
and I planing fifty different
&longs;chemes for Clara's future &longs;upport. At
dinner Mrs. Rook&longs;by was quite happy to
&longs;ee Clement's chearfulne&longs;s returned; and
Mi&longs;s Sidney was too delicate and considerate
to a&longs;k any que&longs;tions concerning his late
dejection and ab&longs;ence of mind.

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About five o'clock the chariot came to the
door, and Rook&longs;by handed me in, telling me
the coachman knew where to drive, I cannot
&longs;ay but during my little ride, I underwent
great agitation of &longs;pirits, I am certainly
doing right, thought I, in offering my protection
to the unfortunate Clara, and did not humanity
point out my duty, &longs;elf-intere&longs;t would
urge me to a performance of it, for &longs;hould I not
prove a friend to Clara, Rook&longs;by undoubtedly
would; and &longs;en&longs;ible, as I was, of the undue
influence &longs;he once had over him, I could not
but fear, that influence might again be exerted
to his ruin: Be&longs;ides, &longs;aid I, who knows
but Clara, had &longs;he been ble&longs;t with friends
to direct her, and coun&longs;el her aright might at
this moment have been a &longs;hining member of
&longs;ociety. Alas, it might have been my fate
to wander forlorn and unprotected thro' the
world, had it not been for the interpo&longs;ition
of providence, who &longs;o wonderfully inclined
the heart of the friendly Mr. Welldon to grant
me &longs;uccour and relief; and &longs;hall I who have
experienced &longs;uch ble&longs;&longs;ings and &longs;upport from
an All Governing power, refu&longs;e my feeble
a&longs;&longs;i&longs;tance to rai&longs;e from &longs;orrow and infamy, a
poor fallen &longs;i&longs;ter. Oh no! That &longs;ame benignant
Power has pointed out my duty in
the cleare&longs;t manner, and I tru&longs;t will not suffer
me to be backward in the performance

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of it.—Fully occupied by the&longs;e and &longs;imilar
reflections, I hardly perceived what route the
carriage had taken, till it &longs;topped at the
door of a &longs;mall neat cottage. A whole&longs;ome
looking young woman pre&longs;ented her&longs;elf. I
enquired for Mrs. Millar and was &longs;hewn into
a parlour and informed &longs;he would wait on
me immediately. I was &longs;carcely &longs;eated when
the door opened, and (judge if po&longs;&longs;ible my
&longs;urprize,) Mrs. Moreton entered.—An
exclamation of wonder e&longs;caped me. Oh!
Madam, &longs;aid &longs;he, and unable to articulate
more, &longs;unk on the neare&longs;t chair, covered her
face with her hands and bur&longs;t into tears.

“Be not alarmed,” &longs;aid I, in the gentle&longs;t
accent I could a&longs;&longs;ume, “you have nothing to
fear from me. But tell me do you live in
this hou&longs;e, and are you any ways connected
with the unfortunante Mrs. Millar.”

“Oh! dear lady,” &longs;aid &longs;he, (&longs;inking on her
knees and rai&longs;ing her &longs;treaming eyes to my
face) “I am that unhappy wretch, I am that
ungrateful mon&longs;ter who have injured (though
Heaven knows involuntarily,) the very woman,
who now generou&longs;ly comes to &longs;ave me
from de&longs;pair.”

I was greatly affected, my dear Celia, I
rai&longs;ed the afflicted penitent, and bade her
be comforted.

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“Comfort!” exclaimed &longs;he vehemently,
“Alas! where can a wretch, who&longs;e crimes
are &longs;o multiplied as mine, find it?”

“It is never denied to the truly penitent:
and I hope you will experience its benign
influence.”

“I &longs;hall! I begin to feel it already dawn
on my benighted &longs;oul. It comes adminitered
by an angel's hand.”

I then made &longs;ome enquiries concerning
her pre&longs;ent &longs;ituation, and reque&longs;ted to be
informed, in what manner I could render
her &longs;ervice which would be mo&longs;t acceptable.

“You cannot, my dear Madam,” &longs;aid
&longs;he, “judge how far I am worthy your compassion,
unle&longs;s you will permit me to acquaint
you with the chief incidents of my pa&longs;t life.
I know at this moment, I appear to you an
unworthy unprincipled wretch. When I
think of the &longs;ituation, in which I left you
at Ken&longs;ington, I cannot but reflect how little
I &longs;hould expect from your hands. Nay
that my very life is in your power, but when
I &longs;hall inform how much I &longs;uffered for the
unintentional injury I did you, I flatter myself
you will pity and forgive me.”

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“But I mu&longs;t in&longs;i&longs;t,” &longs;aid I, “that you
do not enter upon this detail till your situation
is rendered more comfortable than it is
at pre&longs;ent.”

“Permit me,” &longs;aid &longs;he, interrupting me,
“to remain at this cottage a few days. In
that time, I will endeavour to commit to
your peru&longs;al a written account of my miserable
life, from the earlie&longs;t period of recollection
till now. I am &longs;en&longs;ible you will find
much to blame—but, alas! you will find
much more to awaken your compa&longs;&longs;ion.—
My crimes, though many, have not been
my own: but my afflictions are. I have
neither friend or relation to con&longs;ole, comfort,
or alleviate my angui&longs;h.”

The agony her countenance expre&longs;&longs;ed, as
&longs;he uttered this, is not to be de&longs;cribed. I
felt her &longs;olitary, forlorn &longs;ituation, and while
the tear of &longs;ympathy trembled in my eye, I
breathed forth the accents of conn&longs;olation.—
When &longs;he grew more compo&longs;ed, I aro&longs;e to
take my leave;—but was &longs;adly at a lo&longs;s
how to offer the a&longs;&longs;i&longs;tance I was &longs;en&longs;ible &longs;he
wanted, without hurting her feelings. At
length I ventured to draw forth my pur&longs;e.
She laid her hand on my arm—“That is
entirely needle&longs;s,” &longs;aid &longs;he, “Mr. Rooksby
has been very liberal. Let me not be

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thus oppre&longs;&longs;ed with obligation, till &longs;ome
way is pointed out for me in &longs;ome mea&longs;ure
to &longs;how my gratitude.”—“Call it not an obligation,”
&longs;aid I, “It is only a debt due from
the happy to the unfortunate.” “I have one
reque&longs;t to make, dear madam,” &longs;aid &longs;he,
“&longs;uffer me then to decline this offered favour
in hopes you will grant me the one nearer
my heart.”—“Name it,” &longs;aid I.—“It is,”
&longs;he replied, “that you will forbear mentioning
the circum&longs;tances that pa&longs;t at Kensington
to Mr. Rook&longs;by, till you have received
my letter. After that you will think
of me with more clemency than you do at
pre&longs;ent.”

I bade her be quite ea&longs;y in that re&longs;pect,
and leaving the pur&longs;e on the table returned
to the Hall, where I found Mrs. Rook&longs;by
and Amelia wonderfully curious to know
where I had been. “To keep a particular
appointment I a&longs;&longs;ure you,” &longs;aid Clement,
“and as I am the only con&longs;ident, that is
tru&longs;ted in the affair, I beg you will not be
inqui&longs;itive concerning it; for I have promised
&longs;ecrecy.”

He did not make any enquiry of what
had pa&longs;&longs;ed at our interview, but pointedly
avoided the &longs;ubject. The next morning he
pre&longs;ented me with two hundred pounds,

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saying, “My dear Meriel's expences may at
this time be greater than u&longs;ual. Make u&longs;e
of this my love, and &longs;hould you require
more, you know where to apply.” This
&longs;um I &longs;hall look upon as the property of
Clara, and when we have &longs;ettled &longs;ome plan
for her future &longs;upport, it &longs;hall be appropriated
entirely to her u&longs;e. I was very impatient
for the promi&longs;ed letter, as I imagined it almo&longs;t
impo&longs;&longs;ible for her to extenuate a conduct &longs;o
unju&longs;t and cruel as hers had been toward me;
but re&longs;olved at all events to judge as candidly
as po&longs;&longs;ible, and extend toward her a friendship,
which may awaken in her mind a ju&longs;t
&longs;en&longs;e of her pa&longs;t errors, and lead her imperceptibly
to the love and practice of virtue.
At length the long expected packet arrived.
I &longs;end a copy for my dear Celia's perusal.
Oh! my friend, when you have
peru&longs;ed it, you will like me, &longs;hed tears of
&longs;ympathy over poor Clara's &longs;ufferings, till
her offences are blotted from your remembrance.—
Farewell, my Celia. Everyaffectionate
wi&longs;h for your happine&longs;s, flows from
the heart of your

MERIEL.

eaf328v3.n1

[1] Between this and the preceding letter, &longs;everal
are omited, as they contained only the common
events of life. During this time Mrs. Rook&longs;by informs
her friend &longs;he is become the mother of a daughter.
The reader may therefore &longs;uppo&longs;e, more than a
year and a half has clap&longs;ed, &longs;ince the marriage of our
heroine.

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LETTER XLVI. CLARA to MRS. ROOKSBY.

June 20th, 1783.

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Though I have taken up my pen to address
the mo&longs;t benevolent woman on
earth, I &longs;hudder to think in what a de&longs;picable
light I &longs;hall appear.—Oh! Madam, the heart
not entirely rendered callous by guilt, &longs;hrinks
from the &longs;crutinizing eye of &longs;uperior virtue,
yet painful as the ta&longs;k is, I feel it is a duty I
owe, to you, to my&longs;elf, and to my dear forsaken
children.—I am not, madam, as my
&longs;i&longs;ter-in-law repre&longs;ented to Mr. Rook&longs;by,
the daughter of a decayed officer; Alas! my
friend&longs;hip with this cruel &longs;i&longs;ter, has been the
chief cau&longs;e of all my guilt and mi&longs;ery. My
father was a gentleman of genteel fortune,
and un&longs;ullied reputation. I was his only
child, and at the age of thirteen having lo&longs;t
my mother was placed at a boarding &longs;chool
near Oxford, where I received a genteel education;
and to my utter regret formed an
acquaintance with Eleanor Ram&longs;ay, &longs;he was

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five years older than my&longs;elf and was a teacher
in this &longs;chool, &longs;he had an expen&longs;ive ta&longs;te for
dre&longs;s, and was pa&longs;&longs;ionately fond of gaiety and
plea&longs;ure. My father made me a liberal allowance
for my pocket expen&longs;es. Eleanor
was not &longs;o amply &longs;upplied, &longs;he told me that
her father had been dead for &longs;ome years and
her mother's income was extremely confined
tho' &longs;he &longs;trained it to the utmo&longs;t in order
that her&longs;elf and brother might have the
benefit of a liberal education.—Young Ramsay
was a genteel engaging youth, and at
that time employed in the &longs;tudy of the law.
He frequently came to vi&longs;it his &longs;i&longs;ter, and
&longs;ometimes took her to places of public entertainment,
in which excur&longs;ions I was imprudently
allowed to accompany them. Ram&longs;ay
pretended to be &longs;truck with my per&longs;on; but
I have &longs;ince been convinced the fortune my
father po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ed and of which I was &longs;uppo&longs;ed
heire&longs;s, was the chief incentive to the pa&longs;&longs;ion
he &longs;o ardently pro&longs;e&longs;&longs;ed. Eleanor was plain
in her per&longs;on, but artful and in&longs;inuating in
her manner. She con&longs;tantly contrived parties
of plea&longs;ure, in which I was included: and
in return I &longs;upplied her with money to purchase
any article of finery which her own
narrow allowance would not afford.—

In this manner we proceeded till I reached
my &longs;ixteenth year, when on receiving a

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summons from my father to prepare to quit &longs;chool
entirely, Ram&longs;ay and his &longs;i&longs;ter &longs;hewed &longs;uch
marks of affliction at our approaching separation,
the former declaring his exi&longs;tence
depended on my con&longs;tancy and affection;
that giddy, thoughtle&longs;s, and ea&longs;ily per&longs;uaded,
I con&longs;ented to an elopement and accompanied
the&longs;e fal&longs;e friends to Scotland, where
I &longs;ealed my&longs;elf the mo&longs;t wretched of womankind,
by uniting my&longs;elf to an unprincipled
wretch, in who&longs;e whole family there was
not one atom of honour or genero&longs;ity.—On
our return we ha&longs;tened to my father and
humbly reque&longs;ted his pardon and ble&longs;&longs;ing.—
Alas! I had forfeited all claim to both. He
&longs;purned me from him, and declared he
would never &longs;ee my face again. Overwhelmed
with afflicton, I had now no cour&longs;e
to take, but to repair with my hu&longs;band to London
to his mother and &longs;i&longs;ter, who, I thought,
received me very coldly, con&longs;idering how eagerly
they had &longs;trove to promote the union.
Even Ram&longs;ay him&longs;elf was much altered in his
manner and I began to perceive, that they considered
me as a burthen. I wrote a mo&longs;t penetential
letter to my father, reque&longs;ting to be
received, and offering to quit a man, whom
I found my heart was by no means attached
to; but the an&longs;wer I received was, that as
I had voluntarily quitted his protection for
that of a hu&longs;band, and taken the liberty to

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choo&longs;e for my&longs;elf, without con&longs;ulting him
on the propriety of my choice, I mu&longs;t take
the con&longs;equence of my precipitancy: but,
he feared, if I paid as little regard to the
duties of a wife, as I had done to tho&longs;e of a
daughter, my hu&longs;band would &longs;oon have reason
to repent our union. He enclo&longs;ed me a
note for two hundred pounds, declaring it
was all I mu&longs;t ever expect, as he had made
his will in favour of a &longs;i&longs;ter's &longs;on then abroad
in the navy. This money proved a seasonable
relief, as Mrs. Ram&longs;ay's affairs were
greatly deranged; but it was &longs;oon expended,
and I was again reduced to bear the illnature
of all the family; for Ram&longs;ay never
entertained a thought of giving me even an
apartment to my&longs;elf, nor indeed was it in
his power, as he had no employment by
which we could hope to be &longs;upported. We
had been married about a twelve-month,
when he received an offer of accompanying
a young gentleman abroad. This he eagerly
accepted, and I was left with Mrs. Ramsay.
My &longs;ituation was as uncomfortable as
you can po&longs;&longs;ibly imagine, I had not money
even for nece&longs;&longs;ary expences, and I could not
help perceiving, that even my food was
grudged by my mother-in-law. I thought
once more of making a per&longs;onal application
to my father, but to my great affliction,
he at that time died &longs;uddenly, and all his

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property devolved to the relation I have already
mentioned. Though Mrs. Ram&longs;ay's
finances were very confined, &longs;he lived in an
expen&longs;ive manner, kept a good deal of company
and went frequently into public. One
night being with her at the play, we were
acco&longs;ted by an elderly gentleman, who &longs;at
in the box with us, &longs;hewed us many civilities
during the evening, and when the entertainment
was ended, in&longs;i&longs;ted on &longs;etting us down
at our own door in his carriage, I thought
there was an impropriety in accepting the&longs;e
civilities from a perfect &longs;tranger; but as my
mother and &longs;i&longs;ter acquie&longs;ced, I knew it would
only be deemed prudery in me to re&longs;i&longs;t.—I,
therefore, followed their example, and steped
into the carriage. When we arrived at
home, the gentleman a&longs;ked permi&longs;&longs;ion to
enquire after our health the en&longs;uing morning,
which was granted. On our entering the
hou&longs;e I began to rally Eleanor on the conquest
&longs;he had made, as I naturally imagined
the&longs;e civilities were intended for her, but
Mrs. Ram&longs;ay cried with more good humour
than I had heard her &longs;peak for &longs;ome time.&longs;
“No, no! my dear, Eleanor has no right
to the glory of the conque&longs;t, I fancy it is
you, my pretty Clara, who have attracted
the old gentleman's notice; Eleanor's per&longs;on
is not adapted for making conque&longs;ts.—“I
hope you are mi&longs;taken, madam,” I replied;

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“for I &longs;hould greatly rejoice in any good
fortune which may happen to my &longs;i&longs;ter. For
my own part, my lot is ca&longs;t.”

The next morning, Mr. Millar (for it was
he, who had acco&longs;ted us the night before)
called, and after chatting &longs;ome time on indifferent
&longs;ubjects, offered to take us that
evening to Ranelagh. From this time an intimacy
commenced, and I &longs;oon really understood,
that my unfortunate per&longs;on had
been the object of his pur&longs;uit. It was in
vain I remon&longs;trated on the impropriety of a
married woman li&longs;tening to overtures of love.
Mrs. Ram&longs;ay treated the remon&longs;trance as
folly and romance. What &longs;hall I &longs;ay, my
dear madam, ill treated at home, di&longs;tre&longs;&longs;ed
in my circum&longs;tances, no friend near to whom
I could apply for advice or a&longs;&longs;i&longs;tance. I insensibly
gave way to the delu&longs;ions of &longs;plendor
and affluence, and one evening at a masquerade
con&longs;ented to my ruin.—A few days after
this fatal night, I went with Mr. Millar
to Oxford, which was the place of his residence.
Eleanor accompanied me and I assumed
the name of Millar. As I had not
received a line from my hu&longs;band &longs;ince his
departure from England, I imagined he had
totally forgot me and would be as happy to
be relea&longs;ed from the burthen of maintaining

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me, as he once pretended he &longs;hould be in
obtaining my hand.

Mr. Millar was extremely fond of me, I
endeavoured as much as was in my power
to return this affection with gratitude; but
alas! madam, I was far from happy. Conscious
guilt had fixed her fangs in my bo&longs;om
and knowing my&longs;elf unworthy the attentions
I daily received from the virtuous part of my
&longs;ex. I began to envy a &longs;uperiority, the
con&longs;ciou&longs;ne&longs;s of which had given me &longs;o
much pain; but though I was far from happy
I had not yet ta&longs;ted the mi&longs;ery of loving
one object, while I felt my&longs;elf bound to
another. That &longs;uperlative exce&longs;s of angui&longs;h
was re&longs;erved for me, 'till accident introduced
Mr. Millar to Mr. Rook&longs;by. I will not
repeat the &longs;teps I took, (tears of contrition
bathe my cheeks while I write it) to deceive
the worthy Mr. Millar, and indulge my tenderness
for Rook&longs;by. Suffice it to &longs;ay I
gave a loo&longs;e to love, and experienced its
effects with more violence, as it was the
fir&longs;t time my heart had ever been &longs;en&longs;ible of
the pa&longs;&longs;ion; and certain it is, when we have
taken one &longs;tep in guilt we never pau&longs;e at a second
or a third, when either intere&longs;t or pleasure
urges our pur&longs;uit. You have no doubt
been informed of my leaving Mr. Millar
and following Mr. Rock&longs;by to town; I

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&longs;hall therefore pa&longs;s over every circum&longs;tance
that en&longs;ued until my acquaintance with you,
(then Mi&longs;s Howard) at Mrs. La Cours, and
your &longs;ub&longs;equent removal to Ken&longs;ington. At
that time I had relinqui&longs;hed the name of
Millar; but as I had an invincible aver&longs;ion
to that of Ram&longs;ay, and Mr. Rook&longs;by refused
me his, I a&longs;&longs;umed my own maiden name
of Moreton. While I re&longs;ided at Kensington,
I received Mr. Rook&longs;by's vi&longs;its very
privately, as he was anxious for me to preserve
my character, and I wi&longs;hed to appear
to you in the light of an amiable woman.
I &longs;aw you regarded me with e&longs;teem, and I
knew your heart too well to &longs;uppo&longs;e that
e&longs;teem would be continued, if you knew
I was a &longs;lave to guilty pa&longs;&longs;ion.—Believe me,
deare&longs;t, be&longs;t of womankind, I never entertained
an idea to your di&longs;advantage. I wished
from my &longs;oul to promote your welfare,
and have taught my heart to rejoice in your
pro&longs;perity, though that pro&longs;perity has torn
from my agonized heart every earthly good:
but to proceed—The day before I called on
you and be&longs;poke the linen for my &longs;i&longs;ter Eleanor,
I had received a note from Mrs. Ramsay
informing me that a particular relation
was come to town, and as they were unacquainted
with my connection with Mr. Millar,
&c. and &longs;till regarded me as the wife
of her &longs;on, &longs;he wi&longs;hed me to come to town

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and make them a vi&longs;it, taking the elde&longs;t
child with me. On the morning preceding
the day on which this vi&longs;it was to be paid, Eleanor
let my watch fall, and without acquainting
me with the circum&longs;tance &longs;ent it to
have the damage repaired. You know
what followed. I went to town; but, alas!
on my arrival at my mother's, who &longs;hould
I meet but my unworthy hu&longs;band. I now
too late di&longs;covered that my &longs;i&longs;ter had been
in the plot to betray me. He in&longs;tantly
claimed me, as his lawful wife, and in&longs;i&longs;ted
on my accompanying him abroad, from
whence, he &longs;aid, he had only returned to
fetch me; as he had through the intere&longs;t of
his friend, obtained a very re&longs;pectable place
under the French government. It was in
vain to remon&longs;trate. I was was obliged to
comply, and early the next morning we &longs;et
off for Dover, leaving the children with
Mrs. Ram&longs;ay. On our arrival in that place,
it was too late to think of cro&longs;&longs;ing the channel
that night. We therefore be&longs;poke a
pa&longs;&longs;age on board a packet, and as it was to
&longs;ail by five o'clock the next morning, we
retired early to bed. But judge, dear madam,
if po&longs;&longs;ible, my angui&longs;h and &longs;urprize,
when awaking about &longs;even o'clock, I found
my hu&longs;band and &longs;i&longs;ter had left me, and taken
with them my trunks containing all my
clothes, jewels, money, &c. leaving me

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nothing but about &longs;ix guineas which I had
in my pocket.

I aro&longs;e with a heavy heart, and ordered
&longs;ome breakfa&longs;t. While I was taking my
&longs;olitary meal, I thought I heard a voice that
was familiar to my ears, and inquiring of
the maid who attended what company was
then in the hou&longs;e, I learnt that Mr. Rook&longs;by
was there on his way to France, and that
the packet he had taken for him&longs;elf and servants
did not &longs;ail till the next ride. I then
remembered his informing me at his la&longs;t
vi&longs;it, that he &longs;hould be obliged to vi&longs;it the
continent before he could &longs;ee me again, and
overjoyed to find him in the &longs;ame hou&longs;e
with me, con&longs;idered the treatment I had
&longs;uffered from my hu&longs;band as a fortunate circumctance,
as it would probably procure me
the plea&longs;ure of accompanying my adored
Rook&longs;by abroad. Pardon, madam, the&longs;e
involuntary expre&longs;&longs;ions of affection, I will
&longs;trive to re&longs;train my pen: but when the
heart has once been &longs;trongly attached, it is
hard to break it of its u&longs;ual effu&longs;ions of
tenderne&longs;s. I bid the &longs;ervent &longs;hew me to
the room where he was, and ru&longs;hing into it,
overcome with the various emotions, which
agitated my bo&longs;om, I fainted in his arms.
It will be needle&longs;s to repeat our conversation.
I mu&longs;t only remark, that as I had

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never informed him of my unfortunate marriage
with Ram&longs;ay, and, as he had always
&longs;uppo&longs;ed me the wife of Mr. Millar,
I did not dare explain to him the real cau&longs;e
of my abrupt appearance at Dover. He attributed
it &longs;olely to my affection to him&longs;elf,
and I ble&longs;t the chance which had led me to
him.

On our return from the continent, I made
many enquiries concerning my dear Mi&longs;s
Howard, for whom I had &longs;uffered many an
anxious hour; but could not by any means
learn where you had taken refuge after
the inhuman treatment you had experienced
at Ken&longs;ington. I make no doubt, madam,
but you are acquainted with every
circum&longs;tance, preceding the time in which
I had hoped to be united to Mr. Rook&longs;by.
I had previou&longs;ly wrote to Mrs. Ram&longs;ay, requesting,
&longs;he would u&longs;e her intere&longs;t with her
&longs;on to relinqui&longs;h all claim to me as his wife,
and indeed, I had been informed I could
refute that claim by pleading infancy at the
time of my imprudent elopement. To the&longs;e
letters I received the mo&longs;t &longs;atisfactory answers,
&longs;igned by both Ram&longs;ay and his mother,
declaring they were heartily weary of
the connection and would gladly renounce it,
on condition of my paying a &longs;tipulated &longs;um of
money, to which I readily agreed, and began

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to look forward with hope to days of future
happine&longs;s, and let me add innocence, for I felt
my heart &longs;o firmly attached to the generous
Rook&longs;by, as to render it impo&longs;&longs;ible for me
ever to injure him even in thought. But, ah!
my dear madam, how &longs;oon were the&longs;e bright
pro&longs;pects overclouded, how quickly was this
charming hope &longs;natched from me, and, my
bo&longs;om left a chearle&longs;s and de&longs;olate chaos,
which peace or joy can never more enliven.
When I endeavour to retrace this mo&longs;t heart
rending period of my life: &longs;uch agonizing
feelings overpower me, that my tears flow in
&longs;calding torrents down my cheeks; and &longs;ighs
of acute angui&longs;h rend my bo&longs;om. I cannot
at pre&longs;ent proceed in my recital.—Oh! heavens,
that one who knows &longs;o well the ju&longs;t
value of virtue, &longs;hould be irre&longs;i&longs;tibly impelled
to actions from which her &longs;oul &longs;hrinks
with horror. The innocent may pity, but
they cannot have the remote&longs;t idea of my
&longs;ufferings.

IN CONTINUATION.

My heart is more at ea&longs;e, tears are a &longs;weet
relief to the unfortunate, and when I remembered
the words of con&longs;olation which I had

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li&longs;tened to from the lips of angelic purity,
when the benevolent Mrs. Rook&longs;by cheared
me with her pre&longs;ence, a &longs;oothing reflection,
&longs;omething like hope, pervaded my bo&longs;om,
and though tears &longs;till continued to fall, they
fell without pain. I will now proceed in my
narrative.

On the evening preceding the day on
which I flattered my&longs;elf with becoming the
happie&longs;t of my &longs;ex, I expected Mrs. Ram&longs;ay
to receive the money which I had promi&longs;ed
to pay her, and therefore, de&longs;ired the &longs;ervants
to deny me, even to the cho&longs;en ma&longs;ter of my
affections. Unfortunate hour, of what &longs;cenes
of mi&longs;ery wert thou the harbinger, but I will
not complain, I acknowledge I de&longs;erved it all,
for had I not deceived the be&longs;t the worhie&longs;t
of mankind, by daring to accept his honourable
offers, when I knew my&longs;elf already
&longs;acrificed(I will not &longs;ay united) to a villain.
But what will not a woman do, who loves,
who doats to madne&longs;s and fears to be separated
forever from the object of her adoration,
what errors will not the heart involuntarily
commit when under the influence of hood-winked
pa&longs;&longs;ion?—

It was about nine o'clock as I was &longs;itting
in the nur&longs;ery, with my two dear boys, that
a &longs;ervant informed me the per&longs;on whom I

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expected was below, I ki&longs;&longs;ed my &longs;weet cherubs
bade them good night and repaired to the
parlour, which I had appointed to receive
Mrs. Ram&longs;ay in; but how great was my
a&longs;toni&longs;hment on entering the room to &longs;ee my
inexorable tormenter and his &longs;i&longs;ter Eleanor,
with their mother. I gave a &longs;hriek and
&longs;unk trembling on the neare&longs;t chair. Ram&longs;ay
approached me with feigned tenderne&longs;s—
“why the&longs;e alarms, my dear Clara,” &longs;aid
he “why &longs;hould you &longs;tart thus to behold the
man who adores you, and who though you
have cruelly de&longs;erted and injured, is ready
again to receive you to his arms, and willing
to forget all that is pa&longs;t.”—“would to heaven”
&longs;aid I, “that every pa&longs;t action of my life
could be buried in eternal oblivion, particularly
that to which I was artfully led by you
and your in&longs;inuating &longs;i&longs;ter, of giving you my
hand, when a moment's reflection would
have convinced me you had no &longs;hare in my
heart.”—

“It is well, madam,” &longs;aid he, “you have
made a frank confe&longs;&longs;ion; but know it is amply
in my power to revenge the repeated in&longs;ults
and injuries I have received from you.—You
flatter your&longs;elf it is in your power to annual
a marriage contracted in your minority, but
it is not; and unle&longs;s you con&longs;ent to make me
ma&longs;ter of all the money and jewels at pre&longs;ent

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in your po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ion, and leaving this hou&longs;e accompany
me wherever I choo&longs;e to go, I
will to-morrow follow you to the Church
and in the face of the whole congregation
expo&longs;e your infamous conduct, and claim my
prior right not only to your per&longs;on, but to
all the wealth your infatuated lover has heaped
upon you.”—What were my &longs;ufferings
at this horrid moment. Turn either way,
infamy &longs;tared me in the face. I was unable
to determine what plan to pur&longs;ue. To remain
in London was impo&longs;&longs;ible, after what
had pa&longs;t as I &longs;hould undoubtedly have been
the je&longs;t even of my own &longs;ervants. At length
I concluded, whatever might be my fate, the
generous Rook&longs;by &longs;hould not be involved in
the &longs;hame that would con&longs;equently en&longs;ue on
a public expo&longs;ure of my guilt, I therefore
told Ram&longs;ay I was ready to accompany him
wherever he plea&longs;ed; but as to the pre&longs;ents
I had received from Mr. Rook&longs;by, I did not
conceive I had any right to take them with
me.—

This was not what the wretch wanted
Horrible menaces and threats were u&longs;ed to
prevail on me to give him my ca&longs;h and jewels,
I was intirely in the power of the&longs;e three
wretches, nor did I dare even to call for the
a&longs;&longs;i&longs;tance of my &longs;ervants, as they all declared
my life &longs;hould pay the forfeit of &longs;uch an

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attempt: and when they had gained their
point, and I attempted to go up &longs;tairs to fetch
the jewels, both Mrs. Rain&longs;ay and Eleanor
accompanied me. On returning to the parlour,
they de&longs;ired me to &longs;end for a Hackney
Coach.—Then it was, dear madam that my
innocent infants darted acro&longs;s my memory.
“I mu&longs;t have my children,” &longs;aid I.—“Indeed,
&longs;aid the unfeeling Ram&longs;ay, but you
will not. The brats are none of mine; leave
them then to him who has a right to maintain
them.”

To de&longs;cribe my angui&longs;h at this cruel &longs;peech
is impo&longs;&longs;ible.—You, madam, are a mother,
and it is only a mother can conceive my sufferings.
I knelt, I bathed his feet with tears,
and embraced his knees, but in vain. Too
much under the dominion of fear to exert
my&longs;elf to in&longs;i&longs;t on their being taken with
me, I &longs;uffered my&longs;elf to be led more dead
than alive to the coach; and that very night
we all &longs;et out for Cornwall. What arts they
made u&longs;e of to deceive my &longs;ervant, I know
not; but before our departure from London
my trunks were brought to Mrs. Ramsay's,
and one &longs;mall one containing every
nece&longs;&longs;ary for travelling was opened that I
might dre&longs;s my&longs;elf in a proper manner for
&longs;o long a journey. I never could learn how
they had contrived this, but am rather led

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to imagine they had bribed my own woman
to their intere&longs;t.—During my comfortle&longs;s
journey, all my thoughts were occupied by
my beloved children, who were left entirely
to the humanity of a man, whom I had deceived
and injured in the gro&longs;&longs;e&longs;t manner,
and who might avenge the mother's crimes
by de&longs;erting her offspring. I was &longs;en&longs;ible
Rook&longs;by po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ed a benevolent heart, but
when I remembered the provocations I had
given him—I trembled for the fate of my
poor infants, who&longs;e only birth-rights were
poverty, &longs;hame, and the contempt of the
world. It is impo&longs;&longs;ibe for any one, who has
not been in the &longs;ame &longs;ituation to judge of my
di&longs;tre&longs;s. The anxiety of my mind affected
my health, and before we arrived at our
journey's end I was in a high fever. We
&longs;topped at a village near Salta&longs;h, where my
di&longs;order increa&longs;ed to &longs;uch a degree that it
was dangerous to think of removing me. A
delirium en&longs;ued and I raved (as I have been
&longs;ince informed) ince&longs;&longs;antly for Rook&longs;by and
my children. At length, youth and a good
con&longs;titution combated the &longs;trength of my
di&longs;order; and after a profound &longs;leep of many
hours, I awoke to perfect rea&longs;on; but
Gracious Heaven! what were my feelings,
to learn when I enquired for Ram&longs;ay and
Eleanor, that they were gone, and with them
all my property. The clergyman of the

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parish a humane &longs;en&longs;ible man had frequently
vi&longs;ited me, during my illne&longs;s, and now entered
the room with an intent to &longs;ee if I yet
lived. It was to him I had been indebted
for all the attentions that had been &longs;hewn
me: and when he found me capable of reading,
he put into my hands a letter which he
&longs;aid my brother had left for me. At the
word brother I expre&longs;&longs;ed &longs;ome a&longs;toni&longs;hment:
but my curio&longs;ity and impatience to read the
letter would not then permit an explanation.
This was the letter

TO MRS. MORETON.

In your attempts to dupe others you have
been effectually duped your&longs;elf. Vain, foolish
woman, who thought your boa&longs;ted beauty
would in&longs;ure you admirers in all who beheld
you. Ram&longs;ay is not your hu&longs;band. He
was mine long before he &longs;aw you. From
the fir&longs;t moment he beheld you, I &longs;aw you
had &longs;upplanted me in his affections, and
therefore determined on revenge. I have
(thank my kind genius) amply effected it,
and reduced you to the lowe&longs;t aby&longs;s of infamy
and &longs;hame. My mother exults in your
deba&longs;ement, and bids you go vaunt your
fancied &longs;uperiority, and &longs;ee if it will regain
the reputation you have lo&longs;t.

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You have no right to the name of Ramsay,
nor indeed, to any but that of Moreton,
which you have &longs;hamefully di&longs;graced.
Ram&longs;ay, was my maiden name, and as my
marriage was a private one, my hu&longs;band
when vi&longs;iting me always cho&longs;e to a&longs;&longs;ume
that, and pa&longs;s for my brother. I enclo&longs;e
you ten pounds, if you live it will be of &longs;ome
&longs;ervice to you, if not, whoever opens this
may make u&longs;e of it for pa&longs;t expences. I
&longs;incerely, and from my &longs;oul, wi&longs;h your recovery,
as my triumph will not be complete,
unle&longs;s I know you have felt the misery,
in which I glory to have involved you.

ELEANOR.

Before I had fini&longs;hed this inhuman letter,
I fell into &longs;trong convul&longs;ions, which occasioned
a relap&longs;e of my di&longs;order, and I was
again reduced to in&longs;anity.

The humane clergyman had me removed
to his own hou&longs;e, and by the kind attentions
of him&longs;elf and a daughter, I was in
time re&longs;tored to health and a keen &longs;en&longs;e of
my deplorable &longs;ituation.

As my &longs;trength returned, my afflictions
recurred to my mind with greater force—
My dear de&longs;erted infants peri&longs;hing for want,

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or expo&longs;ed to the har&longs;h u&longs;age experienced
by children left to the pari&longs;h, were constantly
before my eyes, and I re&longs;olved at
all events to return to London and learn
their fate. Ill as my benevolent ho&longs;t could
afford it, he lent me three guineas to help
me on my journey, and gave me a letter to
a poor woman, a late pari&longs;hioner of his,
who was married and &longs;ettled in London, requesting
her to render me every &longs;ervice in
her power. With this &longs;lender &longs;um, I &longs;at
forward and after a weari&longs;ome journey, sometimes
riding, &longs;ometimes walking, I arrived
&longs;afe in town, and took up my abode with
the per&longs;on ju&longs;t mentioned. From the enquiries
I made (for I had the temerity to
venture to Mr. Rook&longs;by's hou&longs;e) I learnt
his happy marriage with the amiable Mi&longs;s
Howard, and inwardly rejoiced to think
that in &longs;uch a union, his future happine&longs;s
mu&longs;t be &longs;ecure. I al&longs;o learnt, that my children
were in Devon&longs;hire. The maternal
heart will yearn to pour forth its affection.
I had determined to walk to the environs of
Oak-hall and endeavour to gain a &longs;ight of
my beloved little ones, when a mo&longs;t untoward
accident prevented my putting my
de&longs;igns in execution. This was my kind
landlady falling ill, and as &longs;he kept a &longs;hop,
her hu&longs;band earne&longs;tly entreated me to remain
with them till her recovery; to which

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as I was under many obligations to them, I
could not but a&longs;&longs;ent. Her illne&longs;s was painful
and lingering, and in the end terminated
her life. Soon after her decea&longs;e, I proposed
removing from the hou&longs;e, when the very
man, who had &longs;o earne&longs;tly entreated my
&longs;tay, now demanded payment for my board
and lodging. I had neither money nor
friends. What could I do? I thought once
of applying to Mr. Rook&longs;by; but the fear
of giving you pain prevented me. I submitted
to my hard fate in &longs;ilence and was
conveyed to pri&longs;on. Three months did
I linger in this wretched place, huddled
among the mo&longs;t abject and mi&longs;erable of the
human race; and barely exi&longs;ting on the &longs;canty
pittance allowed me, and the charity of the
benevolent. At length, I was one day recognized
by a trade&longs;man, with whom I had
dealt in my days of affluence. He commiserated
my condition, generou&longs;ly paid the
&longs;um for which I had been confined, and
gave me two guineas in my pocket. No
&longs;ooner was I at liberty, than I re&longs;umed my
wi&longs;h of going to my children. I &longs;et forward
and almo&longs;t begged my way to this place;
but alas! when here, what could I do for
&longs;upport, what door would open to receive
a poor wretch like me? I wandered every
day round the environs of the hall, and
once had the extatic plea&longs;ure of catching a

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glance of my children: but I dared not
&longs;peak to them, though I longed to fold
them to my maternal heart. My little &longs;tock
of money was &longs;oon exhau&longs;ted, though I
lived almo&longs;t upon bread and water, and at
night, re&longs;ted my weary limbs on the damp
ground. But con&longs;cience told me it was all
right, and only a ju&longs;t puni&longs;hment for my
errors; &longs;o I bore it without complaint, and
watered my cold pillow with tears of unfeigned
repentance. One afternoon, as I
was wandering in the adjacent fields, overcome
by hunger and di&longs;tre&longs;s, I &longs;at down
be&longs;ide a brook that ran along the wood&longs;ide
and after reflecting a few moments on the
horrors of my &longs;ituation, I conceived the impious
idea of putting a period to my existence.
I aro&longs;e from my &longs;eat to put my design
in execution, when hearing a ru&longs;tling
on the other &longs;ide the hedge, I &longs;tarted; and
in a moment &longs;aw Mr. Rook&longs;by come acro&longs;s
a &longs;tile into the field where I was. I gave a
faint &longs;cream and &longs;unk to the ground oppressed
by unde&longs;cribable emotions. Urged by
humanity, he approached and rai&longs;ed me
from the earth. I opened my eyes; but
dared not look at him.

“Poor &longs;oul,” &longs;aid he, in the accent of
benevolence, “you &longs;eem ill. Where &longs;hall
I lead you, or what can I do to &longs;erve you.”

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“Leave me,” I replied, with a look and
voice of de&longs;traction—“Leave me Rook&longs;by
to the fate I merit.”—“Gracious heaven!”
&longs;aid he, “is it po&longs;&longs;ible, or do my &longs;en&longs;es deceive
me?”—“Oh!” &longs;aid I, cla&longs;ping my
hands, “pity the wretched Clara, and leave
her to die in peace.”

“Clara,” cried he, &longs;lackening the arm
that had &longs;upported me, “poor infatuated woman,
how came you thus reduced?”—

I need not repeat what an&longs;wer I made—
&longs;uffice it to &longs;ay, I &longs;aw the tear of compa&longs;&longs;ion
&longs;parkle in his eye, and heard him declare, I
&longs;hould be permitted to &longs;ee my children.—
He gave me relief with a liberal hand, and
at parting, de&longs;ired I would let him know
where to find me, that I might not be again
reduced to &longs;uch mi&longs;ery.

Thus, madam, have I retraced a life of
complicated guilt and &longs;orrow. I am fully
&longs;en&longs;ible of the benevolence and candor of
your heart, and I tru&longs;t my unfeigned penitence
joined to my &longs;ufferings will expunge
from your memory my faults. Teach me,
dear madam, how to convince you of my
gratitude for your great conde&longs;cen&longs;ion in
intere&longs;ting your&longs;elf in the fate of &longs;o worthle&longs;s
a being as I am, and whatever plan your

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goodne&longs;s &longs;hall &longs;trike out, I will invaribly pursue,
in hopes that my future life will convince
you, with what abhorrence I reflect on my
pa&longs;t mi&longs;conduct. I have the honour to be,
&c. &c.

CLARA MORETON. LETTER XLVII. MERIEL to CELIA. Oak-hall, June 29th, 1783.

I WAS obliged to &longs;end away my la&longs;t in
&longs;uch a hurry, I had no time to make the
lea&longs;t remark on Clara's letter. I will confe&longs;s
the &longs;tory it contained did not &longs;trike me as
altogether con&longs;i&longs;tent or probable; but I made
great allowances for that &longs;elf love, which
urges us ever to extenuate as much as possible
our errors; and endeavour to &longs;et our

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conduct in the faire&longs;t point of view. I al&longs;o remembered,
that whatever had been her errors,
&longs;he was now penitent and in di&longs;tre&longs;s;
and mu&longs;t, unle&longs;s &longs;ome friend &longs;tepped forward
to &longs;ave her, &longs;ink into an untimely grave. I
did not he&longs;itate in re&longs;olving to become that
friend, though I determined to keep the
whole affair concealed from Mrs. Rook&longs;by
and Mi&longs;s Sidney, and, indeed, I inwardly
wi&longs;hed that Rook&longs;by might not de&longs;ire to &longs;ee
Clara's confe&longs;&longs;ion, as by reading it he mu&longs;t
di&longs;cover that I had known her before, which
would immediately bring on an explanation
of her cruel behavior to me, which he would
not be very ready to overlook or pardon.—
Fortunately he never even expre&longs;&longs;ed the
&longs;lighte&longs;t de&longs;ire to know what &longs;he had &longs;aid.
I told him, &longs;he &longs;hould never want a friend,
while I had power to a&longs;&longs;i&longs;t her; and he seemed
perfectly &longs;atisfied of the &longs;incerity of my assertion.
Accordingly I wrote to her, informing
her if &longs;he would mention any place where
&longs;he would like to re&longs;ide, I would undertake to
pay her board and be&longs;ides allow &longs;omething
hand&longs;ome for other nece&longs;&longs;ary expences; but
recommended to her to fix her re&longs;idence in
the country, where there would be fewer
allurements to draw her from the laudable
re&longs;olutions &longs;he had formed of amendment.
I received for an&longs;wer, that the fondne&longs;s of a
mother impelled her to wi&longs;h her re&longs;idence

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might be in the neighborhood of Oak-hall,
and that &longs;he was perfectly &longs;atisfied with the
family, with whom &longs;he then was; but if I
di&longs;approved of her remaining there, &longs;he was
ready to remove to any other place I might
think more &longs;uitable.

I am a mother my&longs;elf, my dear Celia, and
I found it was impo&longs;&longs;ible to deny her reque&longs;t.
She is now &longs;ettled at the farm, and I have
ordered the two boys to be taken twice a
week to &longs;ee her, though under this restriction,
that &longs;he does not betray her&longs;elf to them,
as that would involve us all in confu&longs;ion at
the hall, as I am certain my mother and Mi&longs;s
Sidney would be greatly di&longs;plea&longs;ed with my
taking any intere&longs;t in her affairs, or &longs;uffering
her to be &longs;o near our habitation; &longs;he continues
the name of Moreton, and as &longs;he lives
retired, and I would hope a truly penitent
and virtuous life. She does not excite any
enquiries that might lead to a di&longs;covery.

IN CONTINUATION.

Augu&longs;t 3d.

La&longs;t night Mr. Belger arrived. I cannot
account for it, Celia, but the pre&longs;ence of
this man always di&longs;tre&longs;&longs;es and alarms me. I

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am never comfortable when he is in the family,
though it is only for a vi&longs;it of a few
hours. How I &longs;hall &longs;upport his company for
&longs;ix weeks or two months, I cannot tell. It
is a long time &longs;ince I have mentioned my
&longs;weet Clementina; believe me, were I to
give inclination the reins; I &longs;hould fill a whole
&longs;heet with accounts of the dear little cherub's
daily improvement. But, though the theme
would be delightful for a fond mother to expatiate
upon, I am &longs;en&longs;ible it would be but
in&longs;ipid, when offered to the peru&longs;al of one
who though intere&longs;ted in all my concerns,
never felt a mother's tenderne&longs;s, anxiety and
&longs;olicitude.

10th.

You will be &longs;urprized, my dear Celia,
when I tell you, I am become the lady Bountiful
of all our poor tenants and their families.
I walk round every morning or evening;
that the weather permits, and admini&longs;ter to
the de&longs;ea&longs;es of both body and mind. In the
fir&longs;t I am a&longs;&longs;i&longs;ted by a worthy apothecary,
who having a large &longs;hare of merit, Fortune
thought he had &longs;ufficient, and was therefore
extremely &longs;paring of her favours; &longs;o that
the poor man with a great deal of knowledge
in his head, much benevolence in his heart,
and a large family in his hou&longs;e, had but very

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little money in his pur&longs;e. I heard of him
by accident, and not being extremely well,
&longs;ent for him, though his unpowdered wig
and thread-bare coat would not have been a
recommendation, had I con&longs;ulted his appearance
only; but I chatted with him half an
hour &longs;everal mornings &longs;ucce&longs;&longs;ively, and found
his company more efficacious than his medicines;
for I was always better after his
vi&longs;its, the rea&longs;on of which was, I thought the
doctor him&longs;elf &longs;eemed happier. So one afternoon,
Amelia and I took a &longs;troll acro&longs;s the
park, and &longs;pent an hour or two with his
wife and her &longs;ix chubby, ro&longs;y cheeked children,
and at parting, contrived it &longs;o that at
the next vi&longs;it the doctor came neither in an
unpowdered wig or thread-bare coat; &longs;ince
which time he has con&longs;tantly been our e&longs;corte
in our vi&longs;its to the &longs;ick. I find money and
he finds phy&longs;ic, and I do a&longs;&longs;ure you we are
both very well plea&longs;ed with our &longs;everal departments.
Be&longs;ides you cannot think how
the doctor is ri&longs;ing in reputation, &longs;ince his
appearance is &longs;o mended. He is now often
&longs;een coming out of the doors of the wealthy,
which I hope pre&longs;ages he will one day become
wealthy him&longs;elf.

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13th.

I am extremely flurried and vexed, indeed
I think my evil genius prevailed, when
Rook&longs;by fir&longs;t formed an acquaintance with
Belger. The man is an unprincipled libertine,
and Amelia was greatly mi&longs;taken,
when &longs;he imagined any tie however &longs;acred,
would be re&longs;triction upon his licentious passion.—

Rook&longs;by had rode out la&longs;t evening, Amelia
was reading to Mrs. Rook&longs;by, and I imagining
Belger was with my hu&longs;band, took a
book in my hand and &longs;trolled out to indulge
a contemplative mood, which at that time
prevailed over my mind. I rambled farther
than I at fir&longs;t intended, and before
I was aware of it, the &longs;hades of night came
on.—The evening was remarkably fine,
the moon aro&longs;e veiled in a fleecy cloud,
which &longs;erved only to increa&longs;e the glory it
could not hide; a gentle zephyr whi&longs;pered
through the trees, and I felt a &longs;en&longs;ation
of gratitude, wonder and delight pervade
my &longs;oul; whil&longs;t admiring, I beheld the
beauty of the &longs;urrounding &longs;cene, at the top
of a walk at no great di&longs;tance from the hou&longs;e,
but on a little eminence, there is a summerhouse
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the charming view it commands of an extensive
well cultivated country. In this place
I had been working in the morning, and in
pa&longs;&longs;ing it, recollected I had left my work-bag
there, in which was &longs;omething I wanted.
I therefore &longs;tepped in with a de&longs;ign of bringing
it away. The moon &longs;hone through the
windows full upon an organ which was placed
there for me to entertain my&longs;elf with,
and as I am fond of &longs;olemn mu&longs;ic, the stillness
of the evening and the &longs;erenity of every
&longs;urrounding object in&longs;pired me with a wi&longs;h
to touch the in&longs;trument. I therefore &longs;at
down, and following the impul&longs;e of my &longs;oul,
began the following Hymn to Gratitude:



Where'er I turn my ravi&longs;h'd eyes,
New &longs;cenes of beauty round me ri&longs;e,
My heart exulting glows;
And While I view the wond'rous whole,
To the Creative Power my &longs;oul,
With gratitude o'erflows.
You burning orbs, that round the pole,
In &longs;olemn grand &longs;ucce&longs;&longs;ion roll,
Declare their Maker's power;
Then while &longs;uch glories deck the &longs;ky,
Can &longs;uch a weak frail worm as I
But wor&longs;hip and adore.
Father of all thou do&longs;t be&longs;tow
On us poor reptiles here below,

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Each good we're taught to prize;
And tho' &longs;ometimes we feel thy frown,
The truly grateful heart mu&longs;t own
Thy judgments ju&longs;t and wi&longs;e.
Hail, Gratitude, cele&longs;tial gue&longs;t,
Come make thy man&longs;ion in my brea&longs;t,
Thou &longs;park of love divine;
In&longs;pir'd by Thee, tho' troubles ri&longs;e,
My &longs;oul &longs;hall mount toward the &longs;kies,
And heaven it&longs;elf be mine.

I had &longs;ung it over once, and was ju&longs;t repeating
the la&longs;t &longs;tanza with all the real fervour
which at that moment warmed my &longs;oul,
when hearing a foot&longs;tep, I turned round
and &longs;aw Mr. Belger enter the &longs;ummer hou&longs;e.

“So you are returned,” &longs;aid I, ri&longs;ing from
my &longs;eat; “but pray where is Rook&longs;by.”

“I have not been with him,” replied
Belger, “nor do I think he is returned. I
have been enjoying a far greater plea&longs;ure,
than any he can meet with abroad. I have
been li&longs;tening to your charming voice, which
with &longs;uch enthu&longs;ia&longs;tic fervour, has been pouring
forth the grateful emotions of your
&longs;oul.”

“I have been here &longs;ome time,” &longs;aid I
carele&longs;sly, “and I believe it is getting late.

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Pray do not let me interrupt your intended
ramble; but I am afraid of taking cold &longs;hould
I remain here any longer.”

“You mu&longs;t not go, deare&longs;t, lovelie&longs;t of
women, I cannot lo&longs;e this only opportunity
which I have had of &longs;peaking to you without
ob&longs;ervation. Hear me, pity me! From the
fir&longs;t moment, that I beheld you, my heart
has known neither joy nor peace. In every
place, in every hour, &longs;leeping or waking,
your image &longs;till pur&longs;ues me. I love, I doat
to madne&longs;s and yet have only the hope of
exciting your compa&longs;&longs;ion.”

“My contempt &longs;ir, you certainly excite,
by this unparalled effrontery. I thought Mr.
Belger had received my an&longs;wer on this subject
&longs;ome years &longs;ince, and am &longs;urprized however,
he then dared to in&longs;ult an unprotected
girl, that he &longs;hould &longs;uppo&longs;e he might with
impunity now repeat tho&longs;e in&longs;ults to the wife
of his friend.”

He li&longs;tened not to what I was &longs;aying, but
placing him&longs;elf between me and the door,
forcibly &longs;eized my hands, and was proceeding
to the mo&longs;t romantic profe&longs;&longs;ions of platonic
love, when I &longs;aw Mr. Rook&longs;by coming
up the walk. Agitated and di&longs;tre&longs;&longs;ed beyond
mea&longs;ure, I cried “cruel, per&longs;ecuting Belger,

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you have exepo&longs;ed me to the &longs;u&longs;picions of
my hu&longs;band, who mu&longs;t &longs;uppo&longs;e a guilty
a&longs;&longs;ignation has been the cau&longs;e of our being
alone here at this late hour.” I had not time
to &longs;ay more. Mr. Rook&longs;by entered. “why,
my dear Meriel” &longs;aid he, “do you &longs;tay out
thus late expo&longs;ing your&longs;ef to the dews of
the evening,” then perceiving Belger, he
added, “but you have company with you,
and, perhaps, I intrude on an agreeable
tete-a-tete.” I endeavoured to compo&longs;e my
agitated &longs;pirits, and an&longs;wer him in a &longs;tyle of
raillery; but it was impo&longs;&longs;ible. I di&longs;covered
by the manner in which he &longs;poke, that the
unhappy jealou&longs;y of his temper was awakened,
and that it would not be an ea&longs;y matter
to convince him, his &longs;u&longs;picions were without
foundation, I trembled, as I took hold of his
arm; and we proceeded in &longs;ilence to the
hou&longs;e. When we entered, my mother tenderly
expre&longs;&longs;ed her anxiety and fears of my
having taken cold, Amelia too gently chid
me for playing truant as &longs;he called it. I do not
know how I looked, but I am &longs;ure I felt very
di&longs;agreeably. Indeed, the raillery of Amelia,
the cold re&longs;erve of Rook&longs;by, and the humiliating
glances of Belger &longs;o powerfully affected
my feelings; that I pleaded indi&longs;po&longs;ition
and retired to my apartment, where I have
given vent to my tears, and in &longs;ome mea&longs;ure
ea&longs;ed my heart, by relating the cau&longs;e of my

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unea&longs;ine&longs;s to my friendly Celia. I fear,
it will be long before Rook&longs;by will again
look on me with tenderne&longs;s; and when I
recollect, the manner of my leaving Mrs.
Rook&longs;by and Amelia, the length of time I
was ab&longs;ent, and my being found at &longs;o late
an hour in the &longs;ummer hou&longs;e with Belger,
who no doubt had al&longs;o been rambling about
for &longs;ome time, though we had but that moment
met. All the&longs;e circum&longs;tances mu&longs;t
tend to make me appear guilty of impropriety,
if not imprudence. Again and again
I repeat it. Belger &longs;eems doomed to be the
bane of my happine&longs;s.

Amelia has ju&longs;t been with me. I informed
her of the cau&longs;e I had for unea&longs;ine&longs;s. She
blamed me for retiring &longs;o early, &longs;aying it
gave me an appearance of con&longs;cious guilt,
though &longs;he was fully &longs;en&longs;ible that every
thought of my heart was purity it&longs;elf; &longs;he
bade me a&longs;&longs;ume an air of cheerfulne&longs;s, as &longs;he
was afraid that the timid embarra&longs;&longs;ment that
mode&longs;ty and real innocence ever di&longs;covers,
when glanced on by the eye of &longs;u&longs;picion,
would only tend to encrea&longs;e the doubts
Rook&longs;by already harboured. But I hear
him coming. I mu&longs;t quit my pen and retire
to bed, though greatly I fear, not to re&longs;t.

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14th.

When Rook&longs;by entered the apartment, a
mixture of &longs;orrow, anger and di&longs;tre&longs;s &longs;at on
his countenance.—“I thought, madam,”
&longs;aid he, “you were indi&longs;po&longs;ed, as you retired
&longs;o early; but I &longs;ee you are not in bed yet;
but agreeable meditation is certainly more
plea&longs;ing, than the company of tho&longs;e we dislike.
Pray do not let me di&longs;turb your reverie.”—
“You &longs;peak in riddles, Mr. Rook&longs;by.
Who&longs;e company did you &longs;uppo&longs;e I fled from,
when I left the parlour. Solitude, indeed,
was more agreeable than to be in company,
and witne&longs;s the frown of di&longs;plea&longs;ure that &longs;at
on your countenance. It was not the headach
impelled me to retire; it was a pain
more acute.”—I could not proceed, but
laying my hand on my bo&longs;om, the involuntary
tear choaked my utterance.

“My beloved Meriel, “&longs;aid he, &longs;itting
down by me, and &longs;peaking in a &longs;oftened accent,
“do not weep. Tho&longs;e precious tears would
melt a heart of adamant: think then, how
much they mu&longs;t di&longs;tre&longs;s one who glows with
unutterable tenderne&longs;s toward you.”

“Ah Rook&longs;by, why, if you really experience
&longs;uch tender emotions in my favour,

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why have you wounded my heart, by uttering
&longs;uch unkind, I may &longs;ay, cruel &longs;u&longs;picions.”

“Meriel”, &longs;aid he, looking at me intently,
“did you not confe&longs;s you knew Belger
&longs;ome time &longs;ince at Ken&longs;ington.”

“Mo&longs;t a&longs;&longs;uredly, I did.”

“And during the time of your acquaintance
there, did he never expre&longs;s his admiration—
his e&longs;teem—his love to you.”

“How can you a&longs;k &longs;uch a que&longs;tion? He
was at that time”—

“Married, you would &longs;ay,” cried he, interrupting
me, “but I know he was not, and
I remember hearing him once &longs;peak of a
beautiful creature, he knew at that place,
who had more power over his heart than all
the re&longs;t of the &longs;ex put together.”

“And therefore, it follows,” &longs;aid I, “that
I mu&longs;t be the per&longs;on he meant (attempting
a &longs;mile.) My dear Rook&longs;by, if you have
&longs;uch an opinion of your Meriel's attractions,
&longs;he has a far more humble one of her&longs;elf.”

“But you had certainly been indulging
him, this evening, with a long tete-a-tete.”

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“You are mi&longs;taken, He had not been
in the &longs;ummer hou&longs;e above three minutes
before you joined us.”

“There is &longs;uch an ingenuous frankne&longs;s
in your manner, dear girl, that it would
be almo&longs;t a crime to doubt of your &longs;incerity.
Yet when I reflect”—

In &longs;aying this, he &longs;tarted up and &longs;triking
his forehead with his hand, he cried, “the&longs;e
doubts will un&longs;ettle my rea&longs;on”—I was terrified,
and ri&longs;ing from my &longs;eat endeavoured
to &longs;ooth him. He took my hand and pressing
it to his lips, &longs;aid, “I cannot credit
aught to your di&longs;advantage. Your countenance
is &longs;o expre&longs;&longs;ive of innocence, that it
is impo&longs;&longs;ible to believe you otherwi&longs;e. Forgive
my ungenerous conduct. It is the fault
of my nature. Forget it, and I will be careful
how I offend again.” You may be &longs;ure,
I was not backward in promi&longs;ing a total forgetfulness
of this painful event: but I am
&longs;en&longs;ible, my dear Celia, it is impo&longs;&longs;ible to
keep my promi&longs;e, for though we all met this
morning in the &longs;ame &longs;ocial manner as u&longs;ual,
I felt &longs;uch a re&longs;traint upon my&longs;elf whenever
Belger addre&longs;&longs;ed me, and an&longs;wered the mo&longs;t
trifling que&longs;tions with &longs;uch evident imbarassment,
that to even an indifferent &longs;pectator I
mu&longs;t have appeared &longs;trangely agitated.

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Indeed, my friend, I began to wi&longs;h I had
not concealed from Mr. Rook&longs;by any thing,
that pa&longs;&longs;ed during my re&longs;idence at Kensington.
If I had informed him of Belger's unprincipled
behaviour to me at that place he
might not have renewed his intimacy, but I
always have an objection to relating any tale
whereof I am my&longs;elf the heroine, and in
this point I avoided it, fearing to incur the
imputation of vanity, and in &longs;o doing, I have
incurred that of guilt.—To mention the&longs;e
circum&longs;tances now would be impo&longs;&longs;ible, as
it would only tend to confirm Rook&longs;by's
&longs;u&longs;picions, perhaps engage him in a quarrel
with Belger and by making it a public affair,
ca&longs;t a blemi&longs;h on my reputation, which no
future conduct will ever wipe off. But I think
through the whole cour&longs;e of my life I have
been particularly unfortunate in having my
mo&longs;t innocent actions mi&longs;con&longs;trued, and
though my own bo&longs;om conceals not a wi&longs;h
which does not tend to the univer&longs;al happine&longs;s
of mankind in general. I have never wanted
enemies, who are ever ready to catch at
the errors, to which frail mortality is liable;
and magnify them into crimes.—I have
however a &longs;weet con&longs;olation Celia. My heart
is con&longs;cious of its own integrity and relies on
that Power, who knows its innocence to support
it through every trial, which in His wisdom
He may &longs;ee proper to lay upon it. This

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is a con&longs;olation of which no afflicton, however
&longs;evere, can rob me.

Mrs. Rook&longs;by is I fear, in a declining
&longs;tate of health. Age and its attendant infirmities
bend her frame to the earth; but
her mind is &longs;till in full vigour. She is the
&longs;ame pious, re&longs;igned chearful chri&longs;tian, as
ever: and her company is equally &longs;ought by
the young as well as by tho&longs;e more nearly
of her own years. A journey to the &longs;outh
of France is judged nece&longs;&longs;ary for her the
en&longs;uing winter. Mr. Rook&longs;by does not wi&longs;h
to leave England; &longs;o I have not hinted my
de&longs;ire of accompanying her. Indeed, my
pre&longs;ent &longs;ituation would render travelling dangerous,
Amelia goes with her, and I mean
to invite Su&longs;an Mo&longs;&longs;op to &longs;pend the winter
with me in town, not that I expect to reap
much plea&longs;ure from her &longs;ociety; but I think
a re&longs;idence in my family may be of &longs;ervice
to her; and &longs;hould any proper match offer,
the want of a fortune &longs;hall not be an ob&longs;tacle,
Adieu my friend, your's ever.

MERIEL.

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Surely, &longs;urely, my friend, I was born
to be the &longs;port of fortune; for truly
can I &longs;ay with the Poet,


That e'er the cup of joy could reach my lips,
'Twas da&longs;h'd with gall.—
I had but ju&longs;t began to ta&longs;te the &longs;upreme felicity
of dome&longs;tic happine&longs;s, had began to
look forward to ri&longs;ing years of peace and
comfort, when this Belger, like a demon of
cruelty appears, and all my plea&longs;ing prospects
vani&longs;h—


Like &longs;ome poor traveller, whom Merlin leads
Thro' fragrant bowers and delicious meads;
And while his feet the magic paths pur&longs;ue,
And while he thinks the fair illu&longs;ion true—
The ba&longs;ele&longs;s vi&longs;ion melts in fluid air,
And woods and wilds and thorny ways appear.

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Yes, my beloved friend, the &longs;weet enchanting
&longs;cenes of happine&longs;s now &longs;ade upon my
fight, and like the delu&longs;ive vi&longs;ion of a disordered
imagination, &longs;erves only to make the
&longs;urrounding de&longs;olate pro&longs;pect, the more dark
and gloomy.

From the time of my la&longs;t letter, Mrs.
Rook&longs;by's health has evidently become
wor&longs;e and wor&longs;e every day; &longs;o that we were
obliged to ha&longs;ten her departure for the continent,
as the phy&longs;icians feared the cold autumnal
bla&longs;ts would be too much for her
enervated frame to bear. We were bu&longs;y in
preparing for her departure, when one evening
ju&longs;t as the &longs;un was &longs;et, a little girl came
and informed me a poor tenant of our's
was taken &longs;uddenly ill, and wi&longs;hed very
much to &longs;ee me.—As Amelia was bu&longs;y
in her own apartment, I would not interrupt
her to reque&longs;t her company; but
taking &longs;ome cordials with me and bidding
Thomas follow, I took hold of the little girl
and bid her lead me to the cottage. When
I arrived the poor woman told me &longs;he had
been &longs;eized with a &longs;udden fit, and imagining
her&longs;elf dying—&longs;he had &longs;ent for me to recommend
her children to my care; but as
&longs;he now found her&longs;elf much better, &longs;he humbly
hoped I would pardon the trouble &longs;he had
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found my&longs;elf &longs;omewhat fatigued and &longs;at
down for a few moments to re&longs;t. Whil&longs;t I
&longs;at, I bu&longs;ied my&longs;elf in making enquiries
concerning the poor woman's family, and
learnt that &longs;he had &longs;even children and a very
bad hu&longs;band.—“I have been in a deal of
trouble, madam,” &longs;aid &longs;he, “Robin has
been very idle this &longs;ummer and had gotten
him&longs;elf in debt; but we were relieved from
our nece&longs;&longs;ities by a gentleman, who is I believe,
at the Hall; for the children &longs;ay they
have &longs;een him there. Oh! madam, he has
been the pre&longs;erver of me and mine, and I
am bound to pray for his pro&longs;perity.” She
was eagerly proceeding, when ca&longs;ting my
eye toward the window, I &longs;aw Belger open
the wicket, which &longs;erved for a gate, and
come in.—“Here is your benefactor coming
good woman” &longs;aid I, and &longs;lipping two guineas
into her hand, went toward the door,
but was not quick enough to e&longs;cape, before
Belger entered.—“Ble&longs;s me my fair hostess,”
&longs;aid he, in an accent of &longs;urpri&longs;e; “who
could have thought of &longs;eeing you here; not
that it is &longs;urpri&longs;ing to &longs;ee Mrs. Rook&longs;by in
the cottage of poverty &longs;weetly alleviating its
attendant evils, but the latene&longs;s of the hour
and to &longs;ee her without Mi&longs;s Sidney.”

“Amelia was engaged,” &longs;aid I endeavouring
to pa&longs;s him, “and indeed, I did not
ob&longs;erve how late it was.”—

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“You will permit me to &longs;ee you home?”

“By no means Mr. Belger. I have my
&longs;ervant with me.”

“Do not, deare&longs;t madam, deny me the
&longs;elicity of walking by your &longs;ide and enjoying
a few moments uninterrupted conver&longs;ation,
a ble&longs;&longs;ing I cannot obtain at the hall.”

“Nor can I think, &longs;ir, you have any thing
to &longs;ay to me, to which the whole world might
not be a witne&longs;s, I de&longs;ire you will &longs;uffer me
to go home alone. I have particular rea&longs;ons.”

“I know your rea&longs;ons, mo&longs;t lovely, mo&longs;t
injured of women. Rook&longs;by is jealous,
weary of the po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ion of the mo&longs;t inestimable
trea&longs;ure, he &longs;eeks by accu&longs;ing your spotless
purity to excu&longs;e his own errors.”—

“Stop, Belger, I will li&longs;ten no longer,
Rook&longs;by is too ju&longs;t to &longs;u&longs;pect the integrity
of a heart, with who&longs;e very emotion he is
acquainted. As to errors I neither &longs;u&longs;pect
him capable of any; derogatory to his own
honour or prejudicial to our mutual happiness;
and know, &longs;ir, the per&longs;on who would
endeavour to awaken &longs;u&longs;picion in my bo&longs;om,
will be ever held as an object of contempt
and dete&longs;tation.”

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I then darted at him a look expre&longs;&longs;ive of
my hone&longs;t indignation, and endeavoured to
quit the hou&longs;e: but he threw him&longs;elf on his
knees before me, and forcibly taking my
hand earne&longs;tly reque&longs;ted to be heard for only
one moment. From the in&longs;tant Belger fir&longs;t
entered, the woman had from a motive of
re&longs;pect left the room, and my &longs;ervant was
without &longs;ide the gate, waiting for my coming
out.

I was he&longs;itating for an an&longs;wer, by which
I might hope to make him relinqui&longs;h his design;
when I heard my hu&longs;band's voice enquiring
of the &longs;ervant, “whom he was
waiting for?”

“My mi&longs;ere&longs;s, &longs;ir,” replied the man.

“Your mi&longs;tre&longs;s is here then—and who is
with her?”

“Mr. Belger went in a few moments &longs;ince.”

“Damnation!” exclaimed he, and pushing
by the man with violence in&longs;tantly ru&longs;hed
into the hou&longs;e. How I looked, or what I
&longs;aid, I cannot pretend to determine, but of
this I am certain my feelings were undescribable.

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“It is well, madam,” &longs;aid he, “I have
at length di&longs;covered the true cau&longs;e of your
frequent rambles toward this cottage, and by
heavens.”—Rage choaked him, I &longs;ummoned
all my re&longs;olution and endeavoured to calm
his agitated &longs;pirits.

“Frequent rambles, Mr. Rook&longs;by, I do
not under&longs;tand you; I never was at this cottage
before, nor &longs;hould have come now had
I not been &longs;ent for.”

“I know you were &longs;ent for. That is the
very thing that drives me to madne&longs;s. Oh!
Meriel, to think on the very la&longs;t evening before
my mother and Mi&longs;s Sidney leaves England,
you could quit them and taking advantage
of my ab&longs;ence fly on the wings of love
to meet your abandoned &longs;educer. But, this
is no time for argument; tell me, thou vile
reptile, who under the ma&longs;k of friend&longs;hip
ha&longs;t di&longs;honoured me, what reparation can
you make for the peace you have de&longs;troyed,
for the purity you have fullied?—

“Dear Rook&longs;by,” (&longs;aid Belger in a tone
of di&longs;&longs;embling gentlene&longs;s,) “you are carried
away by a wild ungovernable pa&longs;&longs;ion, I give
you my honour I had not been in the hou&longs;e
ten minutes when you entered; nor had I
the mo&longs;t di&longs;tant idea of meeting Mrs.

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Rooksby here, you iujure her by the&longs;e unju&longs;t suspicions,
and what ought to be at this time a
material con&longs;ideration, you agitate her &longs;pirits,
impair her health and endanger her valuable
life.”—

“Belger” &longs;aid my hu&longs;band, with a voice
that made me tremble, “you are both a coward
and a villain.”

“You cannot mean what you &longs;ay.”

“I do,” reiterated Rook&longs;by, fiercely.

“Then, &longs;ir, to-morrow between five and
&longs;ix o'clock, I &longs;hall expect to &longs;ee you in a
proper place to &longs;ettle this difference. But
remember Rook&longs;by, I warn you of the remorse
that will &longs;eize you, when you di&longs;cover
how injuriou&longs;ly you have treated both your
wife and friend.

“Belger,” &longs;aid I exerting all the firmne&longs;s
I was mi&longs;tre&longs;s of, and laying my hand on
his arm, as I &longs;poke.—“If you are not callous
to the voice of humanity, explain this
horrid my&longs;tery, for I am certain the accidents
of this night have been concerted to ruin me
in the opinion of my hu&longs;band. You call
your&longs;elf his friend. How well you de&longs;erve
that title your own con&longs;cience can be&longs;t inform

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you, that and the all-&longs;eeing eye of a ju&longs;t providence
knows my innocence, and I tru&longs;t,
it will hereafter, be made appear clear as the
noon day &longs;un. In the mean time, dare not
as you value your eternal welfare, to lift
your impious hand again&longs;t the life of Rooksby;
or, by throwing your&longs;elf in the way of
danger, run the hazard of ru&longs;hing unprepared
into the pre&longs;ence of your offended Maker,
for let honour give it what fal&longs;e glo&longs;s it will,
the man, who wantonly throws away his life
is as much guilty of &longs;uicide, as the wretch
who ends his exi&longs;tence with a loaded pi&longs;tol.
And in the ca&longs;e of duelling vanqui&longs;h or be
vanqui&longs;hed, you are equally a murderer. Go,
leave us, would to heaven, I could &longs;ay to
that peace which was uninterrupted, till your
arrival here.—Return to London, or go any
where; &longs;o as I may not have the weight of
blood&longs;hed to drag my almo&longs;t broken &longs;pirit
to the earth.

Rook&longs;by &longs;tarted up with fury and snatching
my hand from off Belger's arm, cried—
“by heavens you tremble only for him. So
as he is &longs;afe you care not what becomes of
me. But come, madam, let us return, it
is almo&longs;t dark.” As he &longs;aid this, he pulled
me redely from my &longs;eat. I attempted to
walk; but terror had unnerved my limbs.
I &longs;unk down again on the chair, and had

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not a flood of tears relieved me, I mu&longs;t have
fainted. He was alarmed and called the
woman to bring &longs;ome water, and &longs;aying he
would &longs;end the carriage to fetch me as I was
unable to walk,—he went out, followed by
Belger in &longs;ullen &longs;ilence. When he was gone,
my agitation became &longs;o great, it threw
me almo&longs;t into hy&longs;terics. I was not sufficiently
mi&longs;tre&longs;s of my recollection to a&longs;k the
woman any que&longs;tions, but gave vent to my
overcharged heart in a torrent of unrestrained
affliction, and when the carriage arrived,
threw my&longs;elf into it alma&longs;t di&longs;tracted with
the violence of my emotions, where, to my
great comfort, I found my kind &longs;oothing
friend Amelia. I related to her what had
ju&longs;t happened; &longs;he comforted me all that
lay in her power, and told me Belger had
retired to his apartment immediately on
entering the hou&longs;e, and that Rook&longs;by went
to the library, where he was bu&longs;y writing.
She &longs;aid &longs;he would endeavour to &longs;ee the former
before &longs;he went to re&longs;t, and per&longs;uade
him to &longs;et off for London, entreated me to
hide my unea&longs;ine&longs;s from Mrs. Rook&longs;by, as
her weak &longs;tate of health would but ill support
the &longs;hock of &longs;uch intelligence, when &longs;he
&longs;uppo&longs;ed us the happie&longs;t of the hymenial
votaries, and lamented her being obliged to
leave me in &longs;o di&longs;agreeable a &longs;ituation.

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I thanked the dear friendly girl; but entreated
her not to be unea&longs;y; &longs;aid &longs;he could
not perform to me a more acceptable &longs;ervice
than by attending to the welfare of my mother,
promi&longs;ed to be guided by her advice
and bear my afflictions with patience.

And &longs;o I will, my dear Celia; for have I
not con&longs;cious innocence for my &longs;upport, and
is it not my duty to &longs;ubmit without repining,
to the will of Him, who never lays on his
creatures the rod of affliction but for &longs;ome
wife purpo&longs;e. He can humble the frail body
to the du&longs;t the more to exalt the &longs;oul. He
can cau&longs;e the bones that he has broken to
rejoice, and heal the broken heart. I feel
his mercies at this moment abound in the
comforts of an approving con&longs;cience. I acknowledge
his judgments ju&longs;t, and pray only
for meekne&longs;s and re&longs;ignation to bear his di&longs;pen&longs;ations as I ought.

Celia, I mu&longs;t break off, I am ill; when
able I will again continue my narrative,
beaven ble&longs;s you.

MERIEL.

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I have been extremely ill &longs;ince I la&longs;t addressed
my dear Celia, occa&longs;ioned by the
violent agitation my &longs;pirits had undergone.
The morning after the di&longs;agreeable rencounter
mentioned in my la&longs;t, I found my&longs;elf much
indi&longs;po&longs;ed; but as it was the day intended
for Mrs. Rook&longs;by's departure, I aro&longs;e at the
u&longs;ual time and endeavoured to appear as
chearful as po&longs;&longs;ible, that the dear old lady
might not perceive the di&longs;tre&longs;s of my mind.
Rook&longs;by &longs;eemed in&longs;pired with the &longs;ame wi&longs;h
and though he had not &longs;poken to me during
the whole night, yet at breakfa&longs;t a&longs;&longs;umed
his u&longs;ual tenderne&longs;s of manner. It was with
infinite plea&longs;ure I learnt that Belger had &longs;et
out for town long before any of the family
were &longs;tirring, leaving only a card to my
mother pleading urgent bu&longs;ine&longs;s as his excu&longs;e
for &longs;o precipitate a departure, and wi&longs;hing
her intended journey might have the de&longs;ired

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effect and re&longs;tore her to perfect health. At
twelve o'clock the chariot drew up to the
door—I felt my &longs;pirits &longs;ink. I looked fir&longs;t
at my dear Amelia, then at my mother, and
taking a hand from each, pre&longs;&longs;ed them to
my heart and bur&longs;t into tears. It was in
vain any longer to hide my &longs;orrows—I &longs;aw
the&longs;e invaluable friends departing from me
at the very moment when I mo&longs;t wanted their
&longs;oothing attentions. I looked on my generous
benefactre&longs;s, perhaps, for the la&longs;t time.
Her wan cheek and emaciated frame, too
plainly announced her approaching dissolution.

I threw my arms round her—I endeavoured
to articulate an adieu—but words
were denied me.—“God ble&longs;s you, my dear
child,” &longs;aid &longs;he. “Clement, be tender of
her—comfort her—&longs;tudy her felicity—and
may Heaven &longs;hower its choice&longs;t ble&longs;&longs;ings on
you both.” She then took up my little
Clementina, and letting fall a tear as &longs;he
pre&longs;&longs;ed the &longs;miling Cherub to her bo&longs;om,
cried emphatically, “Oh thou &longs;weet angel!
Heaven grant that you may live to be an
honour to your father and a ble&longs;&longs;ing to your
mother—maye&longs;t thou be endowed with all
her virtues without any of his faults.” She
then once more embraced me and went to
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moment to comfort and re-a&longs;&longs;ure me. She bid
me keep up my &longs;pirits and tru&longs;t in that Power
for &longs;upport, who never yet for&longs;ook the
innocent.

Rook&longs;by accompanied them &longs;ome miles
on hor&longs;e back. I followed the chariot with
my eyes as long as I could, and then retiring
to my chamber, threw my&longs;elf on the
bed, and gave a loo&longs;e to unutterable &longs;orrow.
However the &longs;pirit may be afflicted, nature
exhau&longs;ted by various conflicts will in&longs;en&longs;ibly
&longs;ink under the balmy influence of &longs;leep.—
This was my ca&longs;e: I &longs;lept about two hours,
but awoke unrefre&longs;hed, and in acute pain.
My head ached, my tongue was parched,
and I had every &longs;ymptom of an approaching
fever. However I endeavoured to ri&longs;e and
dre&longs;s, to be ready to receive Rook&longs;by, as
he propo&longs;ed returning to dinner: but to this
ta&longs;k I was unequal. My head was giddy and
my limbs trembled. He&longs;ter, my woman,
was alarmed. She rang for the hou&longs;e-maid,
who ju&longs;t came in time to help to &longs;upport
me; for in attempting to go from my bedchamber
to the dre&longs;&longs;ing-room, I had fainted.
On recovering, I found much wor&longs;e consequences
were to be apprechended, than I had
at fir&longs;t imagined. I &longs;ent immediately for medical
a&longs;&longs;i&longs;tance and about four o'clock the
next morning, I was delivered of a dead

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child. For &longs;ome hours I was totally insenble,
and for more than a week my life was
de&longs;paired of. Rook&longs;by was frequent in his
enquiries after my health; but I could plainly
perceive, he thought more of the lo&longs;s of
his &longs;on than my evidently dangerous situation.
However it plea&longs;ed Heaven to re&longs;tore
me, though by &longs;low degrees, and the moment
the phy&longs;icians pronounced me able to
bear the fatigue of travelling, I &longs;et off for
London, vainly hoping that variety of &longs;cenes,
company and public amu&longs;ements would restore
in &longs;ome mea&longs;ure my lo&longs;t chearfulne&longs;s;
at lea&longs;t I thought it would bani&longs;h tho&longs;e corroding
reflections which gnawed and goaded
my poor lacerated heart. Oh! my beloved
Celia, Rook&longs;by no longer retains the smallest
degree of affection for me. In company
he is polite, but di&longs;tant; when by our&longs;elves
(which is indeed but &longs;eldom) he is cold, unkind,
and my Celia will hardly believe it, he
once on my gently remon&longs;trating on this
painful change, &longs;truck me, nay cur&longs;ed me,
and called me by a name, my &longs;oul &longs;hudders
to think on. That he hates and de&longs;pi&longs;es the
woman he once doated on is now become
too evident to be doubted; for he has never
returned to my apartment &longs;ince my illne&longs;s,
but occupies one in another part of the hou&longs;e.
Su&longs;an Mo&longs;&longs;op is with me. She is po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ed
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than I at fir&longs;t &longs;u&longs;pected. She labours incesantly
to amu&longs;e me, and though I cannot
partake of her chearfulne&longs;s, I am grateful
for her attention. He&longs;ter is married to a
man of genteel fortune, but from what I can
judge of the character of both, I think they
will pa&longs;s that kind of in&longs;ipid life &longs;o well described
by Prior in his epitaph on &longs;auntering
Jack and idle Joan.



Nor wi&longs;hed, nor cared, nor laughed nor cried,
And &longs;o they lived, and &longs;o they died.

I am ju&longs;t returned from an airing in Hyde
Park, and have been greatly a&longs;toni&longs;hed to
&longs;ee Clara there, whom I left in Devon&longs;hire.
She was on hor&longs;e-back, elegantly mounted
and attended by a &longs;ervant in livery. A confused
idea ran through my mind, when I
fir&longs;t &longs;aw her, yet &longs;urely &longs;he can never add
ingratitude to infamy, by &longs;educing the affections
of the hu&longs;band, when &longs;he has been
re&longs;cued from want and mi&longs;ery by the wife,
yet, what can have brought her to town, or
how is it po&longs;&longs;ible &longs;he can afford to appear in
the manner ju&longs;t de&longs;cribed.—

I am &longs;atisfied Rook&longs;by mu&longs;t &longs;till hold &longs;ome
intercour&longs;e with Clara. We have ju&longs;t had
a tete-a-tete in which he accu&longs;ed me of deceiving
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my heart was devoted to another; and of
having been long acquainted with Belger,
with whom it was well known, I had an
illicit intercour&longs;e. Deare&longs;t Celia, imagine
the agonizing feelings of my heart on being
&longs;ubject to &longs;uch unju&longs;t, &longs;uch cruel &longs;u&longs;picions.
It was in vain I attempted to a&longs;&longs;ert my innocence;
he was well informed, he &longs;aid, of every
incident that had pa&longs;&longs;ed during my re&longs;idence
at Ken&longs;ington; that I had been the intimate
acquaintance of women of light characters;
that my own conduct in regard to Belger
was notoriou&longs;ly infamous, and that I was in
reality the exact rever&longs;e of what I had speciously
appeared to his mother, or &longs;he never
would &longs;o &longs;trenuou&longs;ly have pre&longs;&longs;ed our union.
Oh! my friend, would to heaven, I had trusted
to the dictates of my own judgment,
had been guided by the impul&longs;e of my heart
which &longs;trongly urged me to reject this man;
but compa&longs;&longs;ion, gratitude, and the combined
wi&longs;hes of tho&longs;e whom I mo&longs;t loved and respected,
operated &longs;o powerfully on my feelings,
that I was unable to with&longs;tand their
&longs;olicitations; and Heaven be my witne&longs;s,
I have not in one in&longs;tance &longs;ince I have been
united to Rook&longs;by infringed the &longs;malle&longs;t
duty incumbent on the &longs;acred character of
wife. A letter—it is from Amelia, Heaven
grant no ill news.—Read it Celia, I inclo&longs;e
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my fa&longs;t &longs;alling tears oblige me to bid you
adieu!—

MERIEL. LETTER L. AMELIA to MERIEL. Aix-la-Chapelle, Nov. 9th, 1783.

It is with infinite regret, I take up my pen
to inform my dear friend, that the flattering
appearance of Mrs. Rook&longs;by's returning
health, which had &longs;o elated my spirits
are entirely vani&longs;hed, and an encrea&longs;ing
debility of frame, baffles all the &longs;kill of the
phy&longs;icians and alarms us to an imminent degree.
My mind is in &longs;uch a &longs;tate of painful
anxiety, that I hardly know what I write.
When I am pre&longs;ent with the dear invalid, I
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appear chearful, but the effort is vain, and
when I contemplate her pale, yet placid
countenance, the tears will involuntarily
bur&longs;t from my eyes. She, this morning, observing
my emotions, called me to the
bed&longs;ide, (from which &longs;he is now &longs;carcely
able to ri&longs;e, even while it is making) and taking
my hand, “my dear Mi&longs;s Sidney,” &longs;aid
&longs;he, “do not let my approaching di&longs;&longs;olution
give you pain.—I &longs;ee it draw near with no
other apprehen&longs;ion than what frail mortality
mu&longs;t feel, when called from a temporal to an
eternal &longs;tate, into the immediate pre&longs;ence of
the Creator of the Univer&longs;e!—I have had my
&longs;pan lengthened out far beyond what I had
ever expected.—I feel no regret at leaving
this tran&longs;itory life;—for my only care was
centered in the happine&longs;s of my &longs;on, and him
I &longs;hall leave happy in the affection of the be&longs;t,
the worthie&longs;t of her &longs;ex. I know my beloved
Meriel will feel my lo&longs;s: But time
will mitigate her affliction and &longs;he will bear
it with the fortitude of a chri&longs;tian. I have
one thing to mention, which nearly concerns
your happine&longs;s. I have a nephew
here whom you have &longs;een—Captain On&longs;low
is a man every way worthy the e&longs;teem of a
woman of &longs;en&longs;e. He is not in&longs;en&longs;ible to the
merit of Mi&longs;s Sidney, and has reque&longs;ted me
to plead his cau&longs;e. I flatter my&longs;elf you will
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&longs;ilent. I had frequently &longs;een and admired
Captain On&longs;low: he is in the Ea&longs;t-India
&longs;ervice; for though a man of fortune, he
prefers a life of activity to one of &longs;upine indolence.
An indifferent &longs;tate of health,
brought him to Aix-la-Chapelle; but being
now perfectly recovered, he propo&longs;ed rejoining
his regiment, which it is expected will
be ordered to Bengal the en&longs;uing &longs;ea&longs;on.
I &longs;hould not be thus particular, but knowing
from &longs;ome di&longs;agreement between Mr.
Rook&longs;by and the Captain, you were totally
ignorant that you had &longs;uch a relation, and
therefore might wi&longs;h &longs;ome information. I
had without vanity rea&longs;on to &longs;u&longs;pect the
Captain&longs;s partiality; nor can I with truth
a&longs;&longs;ert, that my bo&longs;om felt that indifference
toward him, which it had ever maintained
toward the re&longs;t of his &longs;ex. Yet Mrs. Rooksby
taking me at a moment &longs;o unprepared,
I he&longs;itated, and knew not what to an&longs;wer.
She &longs;aw my confu&longs;ion and then continued,
“I have in my will left you a &longs;mall token of
my regard, which if you li&longs;ten to On&longs;low's
&longs;uit, I &longs;hall in&longs;i&longs;t on &longs;eeing &longs;ettled on yourself,
if it is not painful, my dear Amelia,
I could wi&longs;h to hear your candid sentiments
on this &longs;ubject, and it would give me
infinite &longs;atisfaction to &longs;ee you united to &longs;o
worthy a man before I breathe my la&longs;t; as the
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daughter-in-law mu&longs;t ever intere&longs;t my fonde&longs;t
&longs;olicitude.” I thanked the generous woman
in terms of heartfelt gratitude, a&longs;&longs;ured her I
was perfectly happy in my pre&longs;ent &longs;ituation,
but that if it was my fate to change, I knew
of no per&longs;on I &longs;hould prefer to Captain Onslow.
My only objection would be the
difference &longs;ub&longs;i&longs;ting between him and Mr.
Rook&longs;by, as I feared it would prevent that
&longs;ocial intercour&longs;e that I mu&longs;t ever wi&longs;h to
continue uninterrupted between Mrs. Rooksby
and my&longs;elf. “I will obviate that objection
my dear,” &longs;aid &longs;he, “for it &longs;hall be my la&longs;t
reque&longs;t to Clement that all animo&longs;ity be
laid a&longs;ide, as he values my ble&longs;&longs;ing. And
now,” continued &longs;he, with a faint &longs;mile,
“there remains nothing to be done but for
you to take your pen and bid my &longs;on and
his amiable wife to your nuptials. The
jaunt will be of &longs;ervice to Meriel after her
late illne&longs;s, and &longs;he will have the double pleasure
of &longs;eeing her beloved friend enter into
an honourable and happy marriage, and me
into a &longs;tate of everla&longs;ting bli&longs;s; and tell her
from me &longs;he &longs;hould celebrate the two events
as equally joyful.” “Oh! my dear madam,
&longs;aid I,” in an agony of grief, “do not talk
thus, I hope you will recover.”—

“Impo&longs;&longs;ible,” &longs;aid &longs;he, waving her hand
with a &longs;olemn yet benignant look, “I have

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enquired of the phy&longs;icians how long they
&longs;uppo&longs;e I can remain. They informed me,
ye&longs;terday, I may po&longs;&longs;ibly continue three
weeks or a month longer; but that is the
utmo&longs;t; therefore my dear Amelia, lo&longs;e no
time. I could wi&longs;h to &longs;ee my dear children
once more, and I am certain the bare mention
of that wi&longs;h will be &longs;ufficient to bring
them eagerly to me.”

Thus, my dear Meriel, have I executed
the de&longs;ire of my almo&longs;t expiring benefactre&longs;s;
ha&longs;ten to me my friend that we may pour
our affliction into each others bo&longs;om, and
by participation lighten the burthen that will
pre&longs;s &longs;o heavy on our hearts. I flatter myself
the death-bed of an amiable and re&longs;pected
parent will have a good effect on the mind
of your unkind truant, and bring him back to
a &longs;en&longs;e of the happine&longs;s he is wantonly trifling
away. I tru&longs;t you will u&longs;e all po&longs;&longs;ible expedition.
I have agreable to Mrs. Rook&longs;by's de&longs;ire
wrote to her &longs;on reque&longs;ting his immediate
acquie&longs;cence with her wi&longs;h. Oh! my dear
Meriel, my mind is &longs;orely oppre&longs;&longs;ed, I &longs;hrink
from the thought of uniting my&longs;elf to Captain
On&longs;low at the very moment, when tears of
real &longs;orrow will dim the lu&longs;tre of the hymenial
torch: but your better judgment &longs;hall
in this and every particular direct that of
your

AMELIA SIDNEY.

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From this great theatre of di&longs;&longs;ipation and
folly does Meriel once more addre&longs;s her friend—
but why am I not permitted to &longs;ee you?
why in the &longs;ame kingdom does indi&longs;pen&longs;ible
duties keep me from flying to you, and in
your peaceful cloi&longs;ter burying my&longs;elf at once
from the world and all its &longs;orrows? Alas I
too plainly feel that even there I could not
now be at peace: for thither &longs;hould I carry
corroding thought, the pangs of di&longs;appointed
love, the remembrance of abu&longs;ed confidence,
ingratitude and ill requited friend&longs;hip.—
Strange &longs;cenes have pa&longs;&longs;ed, my friend, &longs;ince I
wrote you la&longs;t; I have hovered on the brink
of eternity, from whence I was only &longs;natched
to be the victim of future mi&longs;ery; but let
me pur&longs;ue &longs;ome method in my narrative and
carry you back to the time when the receipt
of Amelia's letter hurried us to proceed as
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the parting &longs;igh and receive the dying blessing
of my la&longs;t dear parent, my more than
mother. Every preparation nece&longs;&longs;ary for
our departure was &longs;oon made, when the evening
previous to the day on which we were to
&longs;et out, Rook&longs;by came into my dre&longs;&longs;ing
room, where I was bu&longs;y in making &longs;ome necessary
arrangements with the hou&longs;ekeeper,
and bidding her quit the room &longs;at down beside
me, and looking with more complacency
than he had lately done, when addre&longs;&longs;ing
me, &longs;aid, “I have unknown to you Meriel
made a little addition to our party to the
continent, and flatter my&longs;elf it will not be
di&longs;agreeable.”—I believe I looked &longs;urprized
when I replied, “had our journey been one
of plea&longs;ure I could certainly have no objection
to any per&longs;on, whom he &longs;hould think
proper to join us, but on &longs;o mournful an occasion
I mu&longs;t &longs;uppo&longs;e the pre&longs;ence of a stranger”—

“It is not a &longs;tranger,” &longs;aid he (interrupting
me eagerly,) “it is poor Clara.”

“Clara, &longs;ir?” in a tone of angry &longs;urprize.

“Yes, my dear,” he an&longs;wered he&longs;itatingly,
“She is in a bad &longs;tate of health; I met her
lately by accident. She cannot well afford
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“Rook&longs;by &longs;aid I,” fixing my eyes upon his
face: I think you know me well enough to
be certain that if Clara is really ill and in
want, &longs;he has a claim to every tender office
of humanity from me as a fellow-creature,
but”—

“Nay, Meriel, no buts: &longs;urely (affecting
a &longs;mile) “you are not jealous?”—“No, &longs;ir,
you may re&longs;t quite ea&longs;y on that head. I cannot
think &longs;o meanly of you as to &longs;uppo&longs;e after
what had pa&longs;&longs;ed you would again be the
dupe of an artful woman; for however my
compa&longs;&longs;ion may have been awakened toward
Clara, I cannot help thinking her a woman
capable of the ba&longs;e&longs;t duplicity.”

“She is going to be married to Belger,”
&longs;aid he, endeavoring to hide his evident embarrassment
under the ma&longs;k of carele&longs;&longs;ne&longs;s.

“But I hope, &longs;ir, he is not to join us!”
&longs;aid I, reddening with indignation at the remembrance
of pa&longs;t injuries, which I could
now trace to their right &longs;ource.

“No, he will follow Clara to Aix, and
if my mother dies, we &longs;hall all &longs;pend the winter
in Paris.”

The evident compo&longs;ure with which he
mentioned &longs;uch an afflicting circum&longs;tance,

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cut me to the &longs;oul.—“You &longs;peak of your
mother with great indifference,” &longs;aid I, and
the tears gu&longs;hed from my eyes.

“Indifference, no, indeed I am extremely
&longs;orry; but you know, my dear, &longs;he is an
old woman, and we mu&longs;t expect it, and that
you know prepares us for the &longs;troke, and
prevents the &longs;hock we &longs;hould otherwi&longs;e
feel. I have been thinking,” continued he
after a little pau&longs;e, “that I &longs;hall have the
Hall pulled down next &longs;ummer and built in
a more modern &longs;tile.”

I turned from him with &longs;ilent contempt
and re&longs;ting my cheek upon my hand gave a
loo&longs;e to melancholy reflections. Celia I have
been deceived in this man. He has no heart,
no &longs;en&longs;ibility; every feeling of his &longs;oul is
ab&longs;orbed in &longs;elf. Why, why was my fate
united to &longs;uch a man. I was rou&longs;ed from
my reverie by a loud knock at the door.—
“That is Clara,” &longs;aid he, &longs;tarting up. “I
de&longs;ired &longs;he would &longs;leep here, that we might
be ready to &longs;et off together in the morning.”
I felt a faint chillne&longs;s &longs;eize me as he &longs;poke.
I believe my voice faultered as I &longs;aid, go
down then and receive her; I will ju&longs;t take
one more look at my dear little girl and join
you immediately.” When he had left the
room I &longs;unk motionle&longs;s the &longs;opha. “Good
heaven,” &longs;aid I, “and is it come to this. Can

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it be po&longs;&longs;ible, that the man whom I have promised
to love and honour &longs;hould thus forget
what is due to me, to his child and to himself?
But I will not judge too ra&longs;hly, continued
I, ri&longs;ing and drying my eyes. Perhaps
they may not be guilty. Jealou&longs;y magnifies
every object, and con&longs;trues even laudable
actions into crimes.” I then vi&longs;ited the nursery
and having pa&longs;&longs;ed a few minutes in caressing
my little Clementina, I de&longs;cended to the
drawing room where I found Clara negligently
&longs;eated on a &longs;opha by Rook&longs;by, and Su&longs;an
Mo&longs;&longs;op playing on the Piano Forte. Clara
ro&longs;e from her &longs;eat, coloured and he&longs;itatingly
&longs;aid &longs;omething about intru&longs;ion. I confe&longs;s I
was not le&longs;s embarra&longs;&longs;ed my&longs;elf; however I
paid her the civilities nece&longs;&longs;ary as being my
gue&longs;t and we immediately went to &longs;upper,
&longs;oon after which I retired on pretence of making
&longs;ome further preparations, and having
given orders about an apartment for Clara,
I &longs;at down and wrote a few lines to Su&longs;an requesting,
as &longs;he intended &longs;taying in town,
till &longs;he heared from us the re&longs;ult of our voyage
and whether we returned or pa&longs;t the winter
on the continent, that &longs;he would be particularly
attentive to the child, and in ca&longs;e of
her father's &longs;ending for her begged &longs;he would
accompany her to Paris. This I did by letter,
being &longs;en&longs;ible I &longs;hould have no time to
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think proper to &longs;end for her up &longs;tairs at that
time. Early in the morning our po&longs;t coach
was at the door, and by &longs;ix o'clock Mr.
Rook&longs;by, Clara, my&longs;elf and Le&longs;ter my woman
were &longs;eated in it; and we proceeded
with all imaginable &longs;peed to Dover. Rook&longs;by
immediately on our arrival &longs;ent to &longs;peak to
the ma&longs;ter of a Packet. We found it was
impo&longs;&longs;ible to think of embarking till the next
morning, and were informed by the man that
a gentleman and lady ju&longs;t arrived from
town had taken their pa&longs;&longs;age on board his
ve&longs;&longs;el. While we continued talking, a gentle
tap at the door interrupted us, and on
its being opened who &longs;hould enter but Mrs.
Kingly. It was a mo&longs;t agreeable &longs;urprize
to me, though I believe not &longs;o to Rook&longs;by.
“Well met my dear cou&longs;in,” &longs;aid &longs;he, affectionately
&longs;aluting me, “it is fortunate
that we &longs;hould both be travelling the &longs;ame
way. I &longs;aw your livery in the yard and immediately
made my enquiries.” Kingly is
gone out, &longs;o you &longs;ee I took the opportunity
and eloped to you; but when he returns I
am &longs;ure he will be as happy as my&longs;elf to pay
you his re&longs;pects.” While &longs;he was &longs;peaking
&longs;he did not notice who was in the room, and,
indeed, Clara &longs;at in an ob&longs;cure corner by the
fire, but as &longs;he fini&longs;hed the la&longs;t &longs;entence,
turning ha&longs;tily round &longs;he &longs;aw her; but not
recognizing her immediately cried, “I fear

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I am guilty of rudene&longs;s, you have company.”—
“No one particular,” &longs;aid I. It is only
Mrs. Moreton.” Clara was now under the
nece&longs;&longs;ity of ri&longs;ing; Mrs. Kingly &longs;tarted and
curt&longs;ying formally, while &longs;he gave Rook&longs;by
a mo&longs;t expre&longs;&longs;ive look, &longs;aid &longs;he could not
have expected to &longs;ee Mrs. Moreton in this
party, not knowing we were acquainted. I
really felt for Clara; her colour varied from
red to pale and from pale to red, till I thought
&longs;he would have &longs;unk. Rook&longs;by looked mortified,
and I only &longs;lightly &longs;aid, that Mrs. Moreton
having but indifferent health wi&longs;hed to try
the air and weather of Aix, and we having an
empty &longs;eat in the coach I had offered it to her.—
Mrs. Kingly looked inqui&longs;itive, as much as
to &longs;ay, “do you know who &longs;he is.” But
&longs;he repre&longs;&longs;ed the impul&longs;e of curio&longs;ity and
made enquiries after my dear mother, whom
&longs;he did not know till then, was in &longs;o dangerous
a &longs;tate.

In about an hour Kingly came in, when
after the fir&longs;t &longs;alutations were pa&longs;t, he began
to recognize Clara, I think it would
be impo&longs;&longs;ible to give you an adequate idea
of the anger and contempt that agitated his
expre&longs;&longs;ive countenance, her pre&longs;ence was
a re&longs;traint upon us all, it checked conversation,
we were for &longs;ome moments &longs;ilent
and embarra&longs;&longs;ed—&longs;he &longs;aw it and gue&longs;&longs;ing the

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cau&longs;e, complained of weakne&longs;s and fatigue
and ringing for a light retired to her chamber.

She was no &longs;ooner gone than Kingly cried
“why Mrs. Rook&longs;by, how long have you
been acquainted with that woman.”

“Some time,” I replied affecting as much
ea&longs;e as po&longs;&longs;ible.

“Had you any knowledge of her before
you were married?”

“O yes, I knew her very well; come I
know what you would &longs;ay, but I &longs;hall &longs;top
you at once; her former errors are nothing
to me; at pre&longs;ent &longs;he is in di&longs;tre&longs;s. It was
in my power to render her a trifling &longs;ervice,
and I only followed the dictates of humanity.”

“Neglecting tho&longs;e of common prudence,”
interrupted he tartly.

“P&longs;haw! non&longs;en&longs;e,” I replied laughing,
“do not let us talk any more about her.”

“You are the mo&longs;t unaccountable woman,”
&longs;aid he, “that ever exi&longs;ted, I declare

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if almo&longs;t half your life is not an inexplicable
riddle.”

“My dear,” &longs;aid Mrs. Kingly, to turn
the conver&longs;ation, “my cou&longs;ins have taken
their pa&longs;&longs;age in the &longs;ame packet with us; &longs;o
we &longs;hall cro&longs;s the channel together.” This
had the de&longs;ired effect; we in&longs;en&longs;ibly fell into
mutual enquiries concerning the motives of
our intended voyage: the conver&longs;ation became
by degrees cheerful, and Clara was for
the moment forgot. I found that Mr. and
Mrs. Kingly were merely on a jaunt of pleasure,
and that we &longs;hould have their company
no farther than Calais, as they intended to
proceed to Bru&longs;&longs;els. But, my dear Celia,
vain are the appointments of man; we look
forward to many coming years, we mark out
plans of future plea&longs;ure and enjoyment: and
cry, Thus we will do, and thus. When suddenly
the unexpected bla&longs;ts of adver&longs;ity pa&longs;s
over us, the beauteous vi&longs;ion fades before
our &longs;ight, while darkne&longs;s clouds and tempe&longs;t
&longs;hut the expected joys forever from our view,
and hurl them far beyond our reach.

Like &longs;ome poor hind, who during the fatigues
of the day, had looked often wi&longs;hfully
toward a di&longs;tant &longs;hady grove, where he might
repo&longs;e from the &longs;corching noon-day &longs;un.—
“When my daily ta&longs;k is ended,” &longs;ays he,

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“I will retire there, and as I re&longs;t my weary
limbs, enjoy the cool refre&longs;hing breezes as
they pa&longs;s over the banks of flowers.” The&longs;e
reflections &longs;weeten his toil, and he ta&longs;tes a
thou&longs;and times by anticipation the plea&longs;ures
he expects to enjoy. At length the hour
arrives, he quits his labour and ha&longs;tily flies
to the &longs;cene of fancy, promi&longs;ed bli&longs;s. “How
delightful is the cooling &longs;hade,” he cries, as
he draws near the grove; “how charming
the gurgling of the clear &longs;tream that glides
over the pebbles and falls into a ba&longs;on formed
by nature; how delicious the fruit that hangs
from the trees and courts the hand to gather
them. Oh! I could live and die in &longs;o &longs;weet
a place. How happy I &longs;hall be, when I reach
it, and &longs;tretch my weary limbs on the &longs;oft
gra&longs;&longs;y turf.”—Alas! poor &longs;wain, do&longs;t thou
not &longs;ee the &longs;un is &longs;unk beneath the hills, the
gloom of evening comes on apace, and e'er
thou can&longs;t reach thy de&longs;ired haven, the clouds
of night will ob&longs;cure its beauties from thy
view, and the chilly dews prevent your taking
the repo&longs;e you &longs;o ardently wi&longs;h for.

My dear Celia, I am at pre&longs;ent unable to
proceed; when I recover my &longs;pirits, I will
again re&longs;ume my pen, till then farewel.

MERIEL.

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We pa&longs;&longs;ed the night as propo&longs;ed at Dover,
and at an early hour were called
to go on board the packet, the wind and tide
both favouring us. We embarked before it
was well light, and the wind fre&longs;hening as we
proceeded we were &longs;oon obliged to retire to
our cabins, being &longs;eized with the &longs;ickne&longs;s
incident to tho&longs;e, who are unu&longs;ed to the
boi&longs;terous element.—For &longs;ome time we
were too ill to pay much attention to the
motion of the ve&longs;&longs;el, but at length I thought
it was very violent, and enquired of Kingly,
if it was u&longs;ual to be &longs;o much to&longs;&longs;ed about in
cro&longs;&longs;ing the channel; his reply alarmed me;
“the wind is changed,” &longs;aid he, “and the
clouds threathen a boi&longs;terous day; we &longs;hall
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think you will reach Calais to-day, at lea&longs;t
not till late in the evening.”

Soon after this the wind increa&longs;ed to a
tremendous degree, and I &longs;aw by Kingly's
countenance that he was unea&longs;y. He went
frequently upon deck; then returned to the
cabin, endeavoured to chear us, and &longs;aid he
had advi&longs;ed the Ma&longs;ter to turn back as the
wind was &longs;o much again&longs;t us, and we &longs;hould
not feel the &longs;urges &longs;o much, when we went
before it. Happy would it have been for us
all, if this advice had been taken while day-light
remained; but the man was ob&longs;tinate,
and continued beating about till nearly the
clo&longs;e of day; then finding it impo&longs;&longs;ible to
make his intended port, attempted to return
to Dover. As night came on, the &longs;torm
increa&longs;ed, and though &longs;o late in the &longs;ea&longs;on
was attended with the mo&longs;t vivid lightning
and heavy claps of thunder; the &longs;ea was
unu&longs;ually agitated, the wind varying almo&longs;t
every in&longs;tant and re&longs;ting at no &longs;ettled point.
It is impo&longs;&longs;ible, my dear Celia, to give you
an adequate idea of the horrors of our situation
in &longs;o &longs;mall a ve&longs;&longs;el, driving about at
the mercy of the waves and wind in a night,
the pitchy darkne&longs;s of which was only alleviated
by lightning, which &longs;erved to give
us momentary views of the &longs;urrounding dangers.
And how &longs;hall I tell my dear Celia,

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that in the mid&longs;t of this di&longs;tre&longs;s and terror,
I had one pang to encounter more acute by
far than the near approach of expected death.
Rook&longs;by attached him&longs;elf entirely to Clara.
All his care, all his anxious &longs;olicitude was
expre&longs;&longs;ed for her. We had all ri&longs;en from
our beds, Kingly &longs;upported his wife in his
arms. “My dear boys,” &longs;aid &longs;he, “Heaven
protect them.”—“Heaven will protect
us all, I hope my love,” &longs;aid he, passing
his hand acro&longs;s his eyes.

Rook&longs;by &longs;at in a di&longs;tant corner of the
cabin be&longs;ide Clara, who re&longs;ted her head upon
his &longs;houlder. Sad and &longs;olitary, I supported
my&longs;elf again&longs;t a table, that was fastened
to the cabin floor, and re&longs;igning myself
to that Power, who could in an in&longs;tant
either re&longs;cue us from impending death, or
plunge us at once into eternity—thus gave
the reigns to reflection. Through every
&longs;cene of my pa&longs;t life, how large has been
my portion of mi&longs;ery, and how &longs;mall comparatively,
my allotment of joy: then why,
coward &longs;oul, do&longs;t thou &longs;hrink from the
friendly &longs;troke, that will &longs;et thee free from
the heavy clog of mortality, and lift thee
above the&longs;e regions of tran&longs;itory, fading
joys, to one where plea&longs;ure will be immutable,
unchangeable and can never end!—Oh!
Almighty Father of the Univer&longs;e, weary as

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my pilgrimage has been, I acknowledge thy
mercies have been ever beyond my de&longs;erts;
to thee then do I commit my&longs;elf—do with
me as thou wilt—only; Oh! benignant Creator,
grant me a portion of meekne&longs;s and resignation
equal to my afflictions. Thou art
the Father of the fatherle&longs;s; under thy protecting
care my child will ever be &longs;ecure.
Do thou never for&longs;ake her in the hour of
trial, and of thy mercy, grant &longs;he may never
forget thee. Forgive my manifold offences,
as from my &longs;oul I pardon every offence I
may have received from my fellow-creatures.
As the&longs;e reflections pa&longs;&longs;ed through my mind,
I felt a calm &longs;erenity take po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ion of my
&longs;oul. I looked with an eye of complacency
on Clara and Rook&longs;by, who&longs;e horrors were depicted
on their pale countenances, I even wished
them peace of mind and fortitude to meet
the impending danger as they ought. This
world &longs;eemed fleeting from before my eyes,
and I looked forward with humble hope, to
that which was to come.

“Chearily! chearily! my dear cou&longs;in,”
&longs;aid Kingly, taking my hand, which hung
motionle&longs;s by my &longs;ide, “come, come, we
are worth half a dozen dead folks yet.—
'Tis a tight little ve&longs;&longs;el—my life for it, we
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seasoning for you. You will not be ea&longs;ily frightened
after this.”

“My dear Mrs. Rook&longs;by,” &longs;aid Mrs.
Kingly, laying her hand on that of mine,
which her hu&longs;band held, “how much reason
you have, to hate me, and all my family.”

“Hu&longs;h,” &longs;aid I, (frightened, lea&longs;t &longs;he
was going to reveal my &longs;ecret) believe me,
I love and re&longs;pect all of your family, whom
I have ever known.”

“Do not &longs;ay &longs;o, thou much injured woman,
look there, (pointing to Rook&longs;by)
You cannot e&longs;teem that wretch, and yet
you are linked to him for life, while the
only man capable of rewarding virtue like
yours: but no matter, 'tis I have done it
all, and I de&longs;erve to be unhappy.”

I was greatly di&longs;tre&longs;&longs;ed to hear her talk
in this manner. But before I could interrupt
her, &longs;he thus continued.

“We are now, my dear cou&longs;in, hovering
on the brink of eternity. Which of us, or
whether any may e&longs;cape the horrors of this
awful night, heaven alone can tell; but we
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friend, &longs;hould you &longs;urvive, to be a mother to
my poor babes, while they &longs;hall require a
mother's tender care: and &longs;hould it be my
fate to e&longs;cape and yours to peri&longs;h; here in
my Maker's &longs;ight, I &longs;wear to con&longs;ider your
Clementina as my own child.”

She had hardly &longs;poke, when a &longs;evere
&longs;hock which the ve&longs;&longs;el received convinced us
we had &longs;truck on &longs;ome rocks, and immediately
from the deck i&longs;&longs;ued a confu&longs;ed noi&longs;e of
“lo&longs;t! gone! all is over!”

Rook&longs;by &longs;tarted from his &longs;eat and clasping
Clara in his arms, ru&longs;hed upon the deck:
Kingly did the &longs;ame by his wife. The love
of life &longs;till prevailed over the &longs;en&longs;e of mi&longs;ery
and I followed them as well as I was able,
crawling on my hands and knees up the &longs;teps.
Kingly met me ju&longs;t as I had reached the top
and taking me in his arms carried me to his
wife. Here a new &longs;cene of horror discovered
it&longs;elf; the day had begun to dawn ju&longs;t
enough to &longs;hew us that we were on a reef
of rocks which ran a con&longs;iderable di&longs;tance
from the &longs;hore, and that the rage of the
breakers, while the wind continued &longs;o violent
would prevent any boat from coming to our
a&longs;&longs;i&longs;tance.

“See,” cried Mrs. Kingly, “there is no
hope.” I could not an&longs;wer.—We &longs;unk upon

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the deck folded in each others arms, Kingly
knelt be&longs;ide and endeavoured to &longs;upport us,
and thus in &longs;ilent agony, we waited the expected
&longs;hock when our ve&longs;&longs;el would fall to
pieces.

But it was near two hours before this
event took place. At length unable to withstand
the repeated &longs;hocks, &longs;he parted and I
&longs;aw Rook&longs;by and Clara plunged into the
waves.

My terrors and grief here became too
great for human nature to &longs;upport and I lo&longs;t
all &longs;en&longs;e of my &longs;ufferings. How long I remained
in&longs;en&longs;ible I cannot tell, but on recovering
my recollection, I found my&longs;elf
alone on the wreck, &longs;lightly fa&longs;tened to it by
a &longs;mall cord, that was pa&longs;&longs;ed round my wai&longs;t
and tied to a ring on the remaining part of
the deck.

The terrors which at that moment took
po&longs;&longs;e&longs;&longs;ion of my mind, are &longs;till too fre&longs;h in
my memory to &longs;uffer me to proceed.

Adieu,
MERIEL.
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Rowson, Mrs., 1762-1824 [1795], Trials of the human heart, volume 3 ('printed for the author, by Wrigley & Berriman', Philadelphia) [word count] [eaf328v3].
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