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by coquetry to make the most of it, attracted and charmed all eyes but those of her lover.

In vain did Fanny cast inany a kind glance towards her deserted companions. She received none in return; Mary did not, and Llewellyn would not, see them; and the pleasure she experienced was at length, in spite of the continual attentions of her military beau, completely damped by the expectations of the reproaches which she knew she should receive when she returned to her lover, and which her conscience told her she had but too well deserved.

The review ended, and Fanny was re-conducted by the young serjeant to the friends whom she had quitted. Llewellyn upbraided, Fanny cried, Mary mediated, and they parted the best friends in the world; Llewellyn promising to drink tea at Fanny's aunt's that afternoon, and even to behave cordially to the young serjeant, whom Fanny thought it incumbent on her to ask, in return for his civility.

“ But if I come, Fanny, you promise not to make me uncomfortable again by your attentions to him?"

Oh yes, I promise faithfully to behave just as you wish me; I will be rude to him if you like it.”

“ No, I would not have you absolutely rude, but,"
“ Why do you ask him " said Mary abruptly.
In return for his civilities," replied Fanny.

“ And a pretty return it will be,” cried Mary, “ if you behave rudely to bim; it would surely have been more civil not to have asked him at all.”

The evening came, and the young serjeant, accompanied by a friend, repaired to the house of Fanny's aunt, where Llewellyn already was, and Mary also, who to oblige Llewellyn, had consented to be of the party. Fanny, to make her peace with Llewellyn, had changed her dress, which he thought in the morning too fine for her situation, and was attired with even quaker simplicity ; her manner too was all the most apprehensive lover could wish. In vain did the young serjeant endeavour to follow up the advantage which he thought he had in the morning gained over Llewellyn. Fanny had no eyes but for him, and the consciousness of being beloved added brilliancy to the complexion and the eyes of Llewellyn.

But the aunt-tried, by her attentions, to make amends to the mortified soldier for the neglect of the niece, and amongst other things she expatiated on the great improvement inade by regimentals in his appearance.

" Improvement indeed !” cried Fanny;“ regimentals are so becoming. Dear Llewellyn, (turning to him) how handsome you would look in a soldier's dress! Would he not, Mary?”

“ He looks handsome enough in his own dress,” replied Mary, unguardedly.

“ Yes, but regimentals would be so becoming to his complexion. I should so like to see him in your coat," addressing the serjeant.

“ You shall, if you desire it,” replied the serjeant, coldly; and Llewellyn, the complaisant Llewellyn, was soon arrayed in the scarlet coat of his rival.

Fanny, on being thus pleased, threw one of her arms round his neck, and leaning her face on his shoulder, whispered, “ I never saw you look so well in my life;" and for the first time seemed to court the ready kiss of her lover.

Poor Llewellyn thought that the happiest moment of his life; certain it is, it was the most fateful, as all his future hours took their colour from it.

Llewellyn, after wearing the coat longer than propriety warranted, perhaps, returned it to the soldier, but had, at the same time, ihe mortification of seeing Fanny's eyes continue to the coat, when on his rival's back, the glances of admiration which they bestowed on it when on his. Nay, the capricious girl, not content with the review in the morning, would accompany her military guests to the parade in the evening; and when there, the serjeaot's attention in making way for her shrough the crowd, and requesting the band to play such tunes only as she chose, diverted once more her attention from her lover, and restored to his heart all the pangs of jealousy and disappointment, but then he recollected the tenderness with which she had courted and received his caresses when he wore the serjeant's dress; he still felt the pressure of her head against his shoulder, and he owned, in the fulness of his love, that to purchase such another moment, he would himself be a soldier.

Day succeeded to day, and week to week, and Fanny continued to receive the visits of the serjeant and other soldiers, though she still professed to look on herself as the betrothed wife of Llewellyn, and though he disapproved, in the most earnest manner, not only her associates, but the eagerness with which she followed every thing connected with military affairs. At last, the uneasiness of Llewellyn's mind shewed itself

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in his countenance. He became pensive, påle, and thin, and every thing about him bespoke some inward struggle ; he neglected his business, he spoke little, and ate less; and one evening, in which he had been unusually agitated while Fanny was talking and laughing at her window with one of her military beaus, he started up, and exclaiming, “ It shall be so !" seized his hat and rushed out of the room. shall lose her for ever,"cried he, passionately,“ if I do not !" The thought was madness ; he hastened along the street, and in a few moments enlisted himself into the regulars, then quartered in the town. “Now," said he to himself, as he returned home," she cannot fail of loving me again. But then, to please her, I have assumed a garb hateful to myself and parents. O Fanny! I feel I have purchased your love very dearly.”

As he said this he found himself at his own door. “ No, I dare not tell them to night what I have done,” said he, and with a trembling hand he opened the door of the sitting room.

How pale you look !” exclaimed Mary, running to meet him.

“My dear child, you are not well," cried his mother.

« We must send for advice for him," said his father, “the poor lad has looked ill some days, and bad fevers are about. If we should lose you, Llewellyn, what would become of us in our old age ?"

Llewellyn tried to speak, but his voice died away, and leaning on the arm of his father's chair, he sobbed aloud.

Alarmed at his distress, but quite unsuspicious of the cause, bis mother hung about his neck; his father walked up and down the room, exclaiming, "What can have happened-what can this mean?" and Mary, motionless as a statue, stood gazing on him in silence; when, as he took his handkerchief out of his pocket, he pulled out with it the cockade which he had just received from the recruiting serjeant.

Mary, eagerly seized it, and in an instant the truth burst on her mind. “Oh! what does this mean?" cried she, in a tone of agony,“ how comes this here? surely, surely, Llewellyn, you have not been so rash as to enlist for a soldier!"

“ Is the girl mad," exclaimed the old man," to suppose Llewellyn would do what he knew would break my heart

Llewellyn hid his face, and again sobbed aloud,

" I wish I may be wrong!”, said Mary, but I fear."

« Mary is always full of her fears," said his weeping mother, pettishly; and the old man was beginning anew to chide Mary, when his son, summoning up all his resolution, faltered out" Mary is right, I have enlisted !”

The wretched father tottered into a chair, and, clasping his hands, moved backwards and forwards as he sat, in speechless agony; while the mother threw her apron over her face and groaned aloud; and Mary, in silent grief, leaped her head on her hands.

« Oh, that girl, that wretched girl!" at length exclaimed the father, " this is her doing.” “ She knows nothing of it,” replied Lewellyn," and

you have no one to blame but me.'

“ I had rather have to blame any one else,” said his father. “It is a hard thing to have to reproach one's own child, an only child too: 0 Llewellyn! we have not deserved this of you, indeed we have not.”

“ We will buy him off again!” exclaimed his mother, starting from her chair; “ we will spend all our little savings with pleasure to do it.”

“ You shall have all mine too,” cried Mary; "and Llewellyn will thank us in a short time, whatever he may do now."

“ Now, and ever, I shall reject your proposal,” he replied.

“ My child,” said his father, grasping his hand, and bursting into tears,“ do you think I have lived long enough -do you wish to kill me?"

Llewellyn could not answer, but threw himself on his neck, and sobbed aloud.

“ Have we found our child again?” said his mother, taking his hand tenderly between both her's; and Mary, timidly approaching him, cried, “Dear cousin! why should you be a soldier? If you should be sent abroad, Llewellyn; if you should be killed, what would become of Here her voice faltered; and as both his parents at this moment folded their arms round him, Llewellya's resolution was shaken ; and he was listening with complaisance to their renewed proposal of purchasing his discharge, when as he raised his head, he saw Fanny at her window, talking with smiles of complacency, and glowing cheeks, to a recruiting serjeant, and as she spoke she played with the tassel of his epaulette,and seemed to be admiring the beauty of his uniform. This sight hurried the unhappy Llewellyn into all his

wonted jealousy, and counteracted entirely the pleadings of filial piety in his heart.

“My lot is cast,” he exclaimed, rushing to the door; “ for your sakes I wish it were a different one, but I am resolved, and nothing can shake my resolution." So saying, he left the house; but he did not go in search of Fanny, who had, he observed, left the window, for he felt dissatisfied both with her and himself, and was at that moment ashamed to prove to her the extent of her influence over him, by telling her that he had becoine a soldier for her sake; he therefore hastened into the fields, and took a long and solitary ramble, in hopes to compose his feelings, and enable him to meet the just reproaches of his parents with more resolution.

As soon as he thought his firmness was sufficiently restored, he returned to the town, when, as he approached it, he saw Fanny leaving it in a market-cart driven by a young man. She did not see him, and overcome by a variety of emotions, he felt unable to call to her loud enough for her to hear him, and wretched and disappointed he reached his own house.

His first enquiry was, whether Fanny had called during his absence, and he heard, with anguish, that she had not; and his pride being completely conquered by affection, be went to her aunt's house immediately, to know whither she was gone; and found she was gone to spend two days with a friend of her's in the country.

“ And gone without letting me know it, or taking leave of me!” he exclaimed. “ O Fanny !"

But had be known Fanny's motives he would have been less unhappy. The truth was, that during that paroxysm of jealousy which had urged him to enlist, he had neglected to visit Fanny as constantly as usual; and when he had visited her, he had behaved in so strange a manner, that her pride was wounded; and while Fanny had been hesitating whether to accept her friend's invitation in the country or not, and was wishing to consult Llewellyn's inclinations on the subject, he rushed out of his father's house, as described above, and neither turned his head to look at her window as be passed, nor did he stop to speak to her, though she had gone to the door and called after him. Indeed, he did not hear her, but Fanny did not know that, and, in a moment of pique, she consented to accept the offered seat in the young farmer's cart; and, pleased with

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