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necessitated even to reprove, may be just. Though on foriner occasions he should have been hurried into animadversion without reason, there may be reason for his animadversion now. Let him not be thought partial and unwarrantably strict, if he should chance to observe, and to obsérve with some indications of disquietude, a failing, when exeinplified by his wife, which in other women he had scarcely regarded. Is it surprising that he should be alive to circumstances in the conduct of the person most intimately connected with him, which affected him little or not at all in a more distant relation, in an acquaintance, in a stranger ? It sometimes happens, when a married woman has not been led to attend to considerations such as those which have now been suggested, that advice, which, if given by the husband, would not have met with a favourable acceptation, is thankfully received from others. To know that this state of things is possible, should be a lesson to the husband against misconduct and imprudence; for to them its existence may be owing. But let it also be to the wife an admonition against captiousness and prejudice; for had she been free from them, it could not have existed.



THE lady thus address'd her spouse,
What a mere dungeon is this house!
By no means large enough; and was it,
Yet this dull room, and that dark closet-
Those hangings, with their worn-out graces-
Long beards, long noses, and pale faces-
Are such an antiquated scene,
They overwhelm me with the spleen!
Sir Humphry, shooting in the dark,
Makes answer quite beside the mark :
No doubt, my dear, I bade bim come,
Engaged myself to be at home,
And shall expect him at the door
Precisely when the clock strikes four.

You are so deaf, the lady cried
(And rais'd her voice, and frown'd beside)
You are so sadly deaf, my dear,

What shall I do to make you hear?
Dismiss poor Harry! he replies;
Some people are more nice than wise,
For one slight trespass all this stir?
What if he did ride whip and spur,
'Twas but a mile-your favourite horse
Will never look one hair the worse.

Well, I protest 'tis past all bearing-
Child! I am rather hard of hearing-
Yes, truly—one must scream and bawl-
I tell you, you can't hear at all!
Then, with a voice exceeding low,
No matter if you hear or no.

Alas! and is domestic strife,
That sorest ill of human life,
A plague so little to be fear’d,
As to be waptonly incurr’d,
To gratify a fretful passion,
On every trivial provocation?
The kindest and ihe happiest pair
Will fiod occasion to forbear;
And something, every day they live,
To pity, and, perhaps, forgive.
But if infirmities that fall
In common to the lot of all
A blemish or a sense impair'd-
Are crimes so little to be spared,
Then farewell all that must create
The comfort of the wedded state;
Instead of harmony, 'tis jar
And tumult, and intestine war.

The love that cheers life's latest stage,
Proof against sickness and old age,
Preserv'd by virtue from declension,
Becomes not weary of attention;
But lives, when that exterior grace
Which first inspir'd the flame decays.

'Tis gentle, delicate, and kind, To favlts compassionate or blind, And will with sympathy endure Those evils it would gladly cure: But angry, coarse, and harsh expression Shews love to be a mere profession ; Proves that the heart is none of bis, Or soon expels him if it is.



MRS. BARNET, wife of Mr. George Barnet, who lived at no great distance from London, had been in town to put her daughter to a boarding-school.

She had taken a post-chaise, that the chariot might remain for the use of her husband, whose constant custom it was to drive out every day before dinner, to acquire an appetite, the only sensible reason which, in Mr. Barnet's opinion, any man in easy circumstances could have for being at the trouble of exercise.

As Mrs. Barnet returned from town, the post-chaise broke down in the middle of the road; a stage-coach came up at the instant that Mrs. Barnet and her maid had got safely out of the post-chaise; the coachman knew Mrs. Barnet, and his course being directly through a village contiguous to her husband's house, he stopped, and offered to set her down at her own door. Mrs. Barnet, perceiving that it would take a considerable time before the chaise could be mended, agreed to the coachman's proposal, and desired her maid to put a small bundle into the coach.

“ Laa, Madam,” cried the maid, as soon as she had peeped into the coach,“ here is a frightful old woman, and a beggarly-looking boy; you cannot possibly go in here."

“ As for the old woman and the boy,” said the coachmap," although they are sitting within, they are no more than outside passengers; for, as ill luck would have it, I chanced to have none within ; so when the rain came on, I took piry on the boy, and desired him to take shelter in the coach, which be refused, unless the old woman was allowed to go in also : so as the boy, you see, is a very pretty boy, I could not bear that he should be exposed to the rain, and so I was obliged to let in both; but now, to be sure, if her ladyship insists on it, they must both go on the outside, which will be no great hardship, for it begins to grow fair.”

“Fair or foul, they must get out directly,” said the maid: " do you imagine that my mistress will sit with such creatures as these, more particularly in such a dirty machine."

Hark you, young woman," said the coachman, “ you may say of the old woman and the boy what you please, they do not belong to me; but as for the coach, it is my coach, and I would have you to know, bears as good a reputation as any on the road, perhaps a better ihan your own; so I would not advise you for to go for to slurify the character of those who are saying nothing against yours: but as for you, my dear, you must come out,"continued be, taking the boy by the arm,“ since this here gentlewoman insists upon it."

“ By no means," said Mrs. Barnet; " let the child remain, and the woman also : there is room for us all.”

So saying, she stepped into the coach ; the maid followed, and the coachman drove on.

This arrangement was highly disagreeable to the maid, who seemed greatly mortified at being seated near a woman so meadly dressed.

Mrs. Barnet, on the other hand, was pleased with the opportunity of accommodating the poor woman and the boy; for this lady was of a benevolent disposition ; and although she was likewise most uncommonly free from vanity, yet if all the maid's stock bad been divided between them, the mistress and maid together would have made a couple of very vain women.

Mrs. Barnet was in rather low spirits, owing to her being separated now, for the first time in her life, from her daughter; the old woman, on the contrary, being delighted with her situation in the coach, was in high spirits, and much disposed to share thein with all the company.

She made repeated attempts to draw Mrs. Barnet into conversation but without success; for although from a civility of disposition which never forsook her, she answered with affability all the woman's questions, she always relapsed into pensive silence.

The old woman was surprised, as well as disappointed, at this; she never in the course of her life had met with so silent a woman, and thinking it next to impossible that she should stumble upon two on the same day, in the same coach, of the same disposition, she ventured to address the maid, in spite of her repulsive looks, saying, “ Pray, mis. tress, as the sun begins to break out, do you not think it will turn out a good day?" . In this attempt to lead the maid into conversation, she was still more unsuccessful than she had been with the mistress ; for although the former did not partake of the latter's dejection of spirits, and had no kind of aversion in

general to talking, yet she deemed a person dressed as this poor woman was, far beneath her answering: therefore, surveying the woman's russet gown with contempt, and at the same time brushing the dust from the sleeves of her own, which was of silk, with an elevated nose, and projected under lip, she turned her disdainful eyes to the other side, without making the poor woman any answer.

Baffled in all her attempts to provoke a conversation, and quite unable to hold her tongue, as a last resource, the old woman began to talk with the boy.

His prattle soon disturbed the meditations, and attracted the attention of Mrs. Barnet, who at length asked the old woman what relation the boy was to her?

Pleased with this opportunity of giving freedom to her tongue, she answered with great rapidity, and almost in one breath, “ Relation to me! All my relations are dead, please your ladyship, except my nephew, the pawnbroker, in Shug-lane, who is grown so rich and so proud, that he hardly speaks to me; but as for that there boy, I never saw him in my life, till this here blessed day, when I received him from the overseers of the workhouse, to take him to my owo house in the country; where I already have six children, all boarded at the rate of poor three shillings & week, which your ladyship must acknowledge is too little in all conscience for my trouble and expense; but the hearts of those who take care of the poor of some parishes are as hard as the very church walls. Now, please your ladyship, this poor child, it seems, was lately ill of the affluenza, and cannot be put out to a trade till he grows stronger. And so they gave him to me with the other children, for the benefice of country air ; which I do assure yopr ladyship does quite and clean the contrary of doctors' drugs, for it recovers the health pf the children, and gives them all a monstrous devouring appetite, as I am sure I finds to my costand so--if so be as

" Pray who are his parents :" said Mrs. Barnet, interrupting the old woman's Auency, which she saw was inex haustible. • “The Lord above, he only knows," replied the old woman; “ for they told me he was brought to the work house when he was only a few months old ; the parish officers received hiin from a poor woman, who said she was not his mother, but his name was Edward Evelin; but who was his mother was difficult to tell; and still more, who was his real father, as your ladyship well knows, for they bave never been found

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