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[Continued from Vol. VII. First Series, Page 220.]


The disappointed pride of her father vented itself in the most bitter imprecations.: Pushing her out of the house he locked: the door with his own hand behind her. Overwhelmed in tears, she was compelled to seek refuge from her inhuman father in the arms of her husband.

"Lionel and Lucilia had now no other hopes but that they should find the uncle of Lionel more favourable; but their expectations were completely blasted by a letter from him, expressing the most pas sionate resentment, and forbidding them ever to appear in his presence, or presume to write to him; adding, that he had forbidden his banker to accept in future the drafts of Lionel. Thus were this amiable pair cast upon the world without any other support than the slender income of an Eusigncy.

THE departure of Edward hung heavily on Agnes. Lady Priscilla neglected no means to amuse her mind, One day when she went to call on the Captain and Agues accompanied her, she demanded of her young pupil whether she had ever heard the history of the mother of her lover. Agnes replied in the negative. "I will relate it, therefore," said Lady Priscilla, and she thus commenced :"The father of Lucilia, and grandfather of your Edward, lived in a country town in Devonshire, where Lionel, the father of Edward, happened to be stationed with his regiment. Lionel was as yet but an Ensign. He saw Lucilia at an assembly, and became enamoured of her. Her father, a rigid Presbyterian, and one who hated the military, no sooner discovered their mutual regard than he forbad Lionel his house. Lionel, being an orphan under "At this time, however, fortune ap. the protection of a wealthy uncle, wrote to peared to smile upon them, by raising this uncle, and requested his interposition them a friend where they had but little in his favour. The uncle, on his part, had cause to expect one. A company in the an abhorrence of Presbyterians, and no regiment became vacant, and being resooner understood the father of Luciliajected by the Lieutenants, agreeable to to belong to that sect, than he gave a posi-the rules of the army, the purchase was tive command that Lionel, as he valued offered to Lionel for the regulation price. his favour, should think no more of her; Lionel was cursing his fortune that his adding, that he had other views for him, narrow finances prevented him from availand would never throw his fortune awaying himself of this advantage, when he on a canting Presbyterian. Thus, unfor-received a letter from the Colonel of his tunately, were these two lovers situated.

"It would be tedious to recount the various circumstances of the addresses of Lionel to Lucilia, which they were compelled to conduct with as much privacy as possible; suffice it to say, that unable to obtain the consent of either the father of Lucilia or his own uncle, both strenuously attached to their own prejudices, they formed the resolution of privately uniting themselves, in the expectation that the natural affection of their relatives would soon overcome their transient anger.

"This hope, however, soon failed; their marriage was discovered, and Lucilia was driven in disgrace from her father's house. No. I. Vol. I.-N. S.

regiment, intreating him to purchase the vacant company, and offering the loan of the necessary sum, Lionel eagerly em braced this friendly offer, and on the fol lowing day received the commission.

"The Colonel was one of those tyrants who abuse the extensive power of military authority to the gratification of an arbitrary temper; he was in consequence || hated by the Officers of his regiment, and it was the effect of a conspiracy against him that his Lieutenants had refused to purchase the vacant company; to defeat which conspiracy, and not from any friendly regard to Lionel, he had advanced him the necessary sum upon his bond, and


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"Within a short time afterwards the regiment of Lionel was ordered to Dublin. Rejoiced to leave the neighbourhood of his revengeful father-in-law, Lionel, ac companied by his wife, rendered doubly dear to him by their narrow circumstances, repaired to that city, where for some months they lived in a state of perfect feli city, and by a prudent economy had a fair prospect of discharging his debt before the time expired. One afternoon they were sitting together in the utmost harmony of their mutual love, when Lucilia received a letter from a distant relation filled with the most bitter expressions, accusing her of the murder of her father, whose death was occasioned by grief for her conduct, and annexing the part of his will respecting her, in which, after giving the whole of his estate to this relation, he bequeathed Lucilia his eternal curse. The shock of such a letter was too much for the sensibility of the amiable Lucilia; it occasioned emotions which were followed by an illness of three months, during which she was confined to a bed from which she was never expected to rise with life. Youth, however, at length prevailed over the strength of the disease, and Lionel had the double happiness of her being pronounced out of danger and the birth of a boy, who was shortly afterwards christened after the name of the happy father.

led a life of some disquietude. In a word, the Colonel was passionately enamoured of Lucilia. Lionel therefore no sooner solicited the indulgence of his creditor than the Colonel offered readily to grant it, but under a condition which caused Lionel not only to reject it with horror, but produced a challenge. In the event Lionel was wounded, and the Colonel rendered his most bitter enemy. He in-. formed him, upon the following day, that having occasion to make up a sum for a purchase, he had deposited the bond of Lionel in the hands of the agent; and that, if his circumstances required any indulgence, he must apply to him.

"Lionel now seemed to have no resource but in his uncle; reflecting on his former fondness for him, Lionel flattered himself that his affection was not yet so wholly (stranged as to see him reduced to such an extremity of distress. Filled with these pleasing hopes, Lionel embraced his Lucilia with renovated spirits, and wrote a letter to his uncle, imploring his forgiveness in the most submissive terms, and stating his present situation; he conjured him by all the tender ties of nature, by the fond regard he had once expressed for him, and by the beloved memory of his deceased brother, not to suffer the son of that brother to perish in a prison, as if guilty of a crime which merited ete nal execration. There, my Lucilia,' said he, smiling with hope as he concluded the letter; I am persuaded that my uncle will relent, and that we shall be again happy.'

"Alas! this happiness was of short dupation. An order arrived from the Secretary of War for the regiment immediately to march for Cork, and from thence to "Lionel waited impatiently for an anembark for America. "This at once put a period to their hap-swer, and at length received a most insultpiness; the additional expences occasioned ing letter, not from his uncle, but a by the long sickness of Lucilia had com- cousin, who had lived with him from the pelled Lionel not only to expend what time of Lionel's marriage; in which he nioney he had preserved towards the pay- exulted in his misery, and informed him ment of his bond, but had much involved that his uncle had thrown his letter unhim in other debts. The discharge of the opened into the flames. bond being the most essential point, and the condition of it that it should be paid before he left the kingdom, Lionel waited upon the Colonel to solicit his indulgence. From the day on which he had conferred the obligation on Lionel, the Colonel had been so constant a visitor in his family that had it not been for his just confidence in

"Having now no further prospect of preserving his company, Lionel endea voured to secure his liberty, at least, by : the disposal of it, and if possible procure a subaltern commission in another regi. : ment. His evil genius, however, still fol lowed him. Unwilling to go upon such dangerous service, several Officers had ap-... ...,

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plied for leave to sell their commissions, which had produced a peremptory order that no Officer in any-regiment ordered for distant service should be permitted either to sell or exchange. On the application of Lionel, therefore, he received no other answer, than that he must either wholly resign or embark with his regiment.

length satisfied; we have ran the course of misfortune, and may now hope to commence that of peace and happiness. In the society of each other we shall spend the calm evening of our lives, and by the happiness of our future days be repaid for the sufferings of the past. With these words he again embraced his Lucilia, who, with tears of conjugal love, and maternalTM

“Lionel still made another effort. The Marquis of B was at that time Lord-pride, put his boy, the infant Lionel, in his Lieutenant of Ireland, and enjoyed a reputation for liberality, and every noble virtue, which has never been since rivalled; Lionel endeavoured to engage his huma nity iu his favour, and obtain from him that permission which could not be granted by any of inferior rank. He accordingly drew up a petition, in which he represented with all the eloquence of real feeling the true state of his case, and intreating him that he would permit him either wholly to sell his commission, or exchange it for that of a subaltern in another regi


"This letter produced an immediate answer from the Lord-Lieutenant himself, in which he expressed the utmost compassion for the situation of Lionel, but informed him that the circumstances of the time, and the jealousy of other Officers, would not permit him to comply with his request, as so many Officers had made the same demand, that to comply with one and to reject the others, would cause general effence; but with that noble beneficence which had ever marked the character of the Marquis, the letter inclosed an order on his banker for two hundred pounds. “Transported at this unexpected supply, Lionel hastened home to gladden the heart of his wife with the joyful tidings; and having offered up a fervent prayer for his generous benefactor, he repaired to his creditor, and having paid that sum in part of his debt, offered to make over half of his pay till the remainder should be discharg. ed. As this pay constantly came through his hands as agent to the regiment, Lionel had but little doubt of his compliance. He flattered him with hopes that he would accept his proposal, and Lionel departed from him in a state of greater felicity than he had long enjoyed. My sweetest Lucilia, said he, embracing his wife with fervour, the curse of your father is at

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arms, adding,-' Yes, my dear, we shall be happy; yet my heart is heavy. Oh my father! my dear, my beloved father! why did you so cruelly curse me? why did you consign to misery a daughter who would have died a thousand times to add to your happiness? This was a thought that always agonized the heart of Lucilia when. ever it occurred to her, and Lionel had somewhat rashly recalled it to her remeinbrance; his affectionate consolation, however, soon banished from her memory the paternal curse, and in the contemplation of their new hopes, their returning happiness, they seated themselves by a cheerful fire, and partook of a supper with more appetite than they had long experienced.

"Alas! by what fatal necessity is it that the curse of a parent is always effectual, and that misery, uninterrupted misery, should ever be the lot of the innocent ob-* ject of this unnatural execration. Yet let us not reproach the justice of Heaven; can the cruelty of the inhuman parent be more severely punished than in the misery of his child? and if there is a state of separate souls, as most assuredly there is, what must be the feelings of a father like that of Lucilia, who looks down on the misery of a beloved, and now forgiven child, and has to reproach himself with being its cause? The ways of Heaven are just; remember this truth, Agnes, and let nothing ever erase it from your mind.

"Alas! the misery of Lionel and Lucilia was not yet at an end. Whether that the agent of the regiment was a creature of the Colonel's, as some subsequent events seem to prove, or that he was one of those hardened usurers whom no tears can soften from the prosecution of what they think their right, whatever might be the cause, Lionel was seized the same evening, and hurried to a spunging-house at the suit of this merciless harpy. Luci

lia clung to him in tears, and as the finan- which the Captain had furnished after his çes of Lionel were not at that moment own peculiar taste. It was not without equal to pay even the first demand of the reluctance that she returned to the carbailiff, the fellow, worthy of his employ-riage. Edward all this time never entered ment, hurried him away to prison the same her thoughts. night, Lucilia still following him, till the gates of the prison were closed behind him. In the madness of her despair Lucilia remained unmoved knocking at the pityless gates which had closed on her husband, till her shrieks had collected a mob around her, when, exhausted by her grief, she sunk insensible on the stones, and was borne -away she knew not whither."

Lady Priscilla was compelled to interrupt her narrative of the unfortunate Lionel and Lucilia in this place, as they had now reached the gate by which the coach entered the road to the house. It was seated in the midst of a spacious lawn, and in its beauty and decorations bore testimony at once to the taste and wealth of its owner. The lawn was encircled by a shrubbery as thick as verdant. The situation was not indeed so beautiful as that of Lady Priscilla, but the most was made of it, and it was reckoned one of the most beautiful spots in the county of Cornwall.

Being re-seated in their coach, and commencing their return home, Lady Priscilla, at the request of Agnes, thus proceeded to the conclusion of her narrative:

"Upon her return to life and sensibility, Lucilia found herself upon a bed, in a strange but splendid apartment. Two females were in attendance, and appeared watching impatiently her return to sensation. Lucilia again demanded her husband in accents of despair; the women in vain endeavoured to console her, scarcely could their utmost efforts confine her to the bed, and prevent her from rushing forth in search of the unfortunate Lionel. Her agitation was too much for the weakness of her frame to support ; again she sunk into insensibility, the duration of which terrified her attendants lest her spirit had taken its flight to the last and sure refuge of the miserable. covered, however, but her emotions had caused the premature birth of a dead infant; and a physician being summoned he pronounced her recovery to be very doubtful, and not at all to be expected too sud

As Mrs. Beliasis was from home, Agnes had an opportunity of seeing the house; the spaciousness of the apartments, and the substance of the walls, recalled power-denly. fully to her imagination what she had read in her favourite romances. One of the apartments more particularly pleased her, it was a room of the whole breadth of the mansion, and immediately fronted the sea. The wainscot was oaken, and appeared to have outlasted more than one century. The general style of architecture was that of the reign of Henry VIII. and of the beginning of that of Elizabeth, before the Italian orders had supplanted the Gothic. Agnes had so little of the cognoscenti in her taste, that she preferred this style, heavy as it was, to the Grecian elegance; she knew that the Greeks studied nature and propriety, and inferred from thence that however suitable their orders to the climate of Asia, they would doubtless have governed themselves by other rules had their country been any of the kingdoms of Europe.

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"What in the meantime was become of the unfortunate Lionel? His situation was indeed a disgrace to the laws of his country; a man of birth and refined education, he was now the companion of felons, and compelled through the fear of ill treatment to hail the most base of mankind as his comrades. Being without money he had no other bed than the floor of his chamber, if the wretched hole so deHis eyes nominated merited that name. and ears were assailed by the infernal execrations, and abandoned profligacy, of his fellow-prisoners; who, having nothing further to fear, and thus released from all terror of punishment as well as from all restraint of conscience, put off all humanity, and dared the utmost wrath of Heaven. It would have been some consolation to his hours of bitterness could he have learned any thing of the situation of his wife; but his surly gaoler, knowing him to be without

money, replied to his questions only in the negative. Such was the situation of the unfortunate Lionel,—in one moment deprived of his beloved Lucilia, his child, and all his former respectability; for such is the injustice of the world that, confounding misfortune with guilt, the infamy of a prison is a stain never to be


"As this arrest of Lionel occurred in what the lawyers call the long vacation, that is to say, in the longest of the intervals between the sitting of the Courts, he had been already in his prison three months, and was to continue two more before his cause could come to a hearing. In this interval, as if to aggravate the bitterness of his sufferings, an act of insolvency was passed by the legislature, from the benefit of which Lionel was exempted only because his case had not as yet been heard.

"Lionel had now reached the extremity of misery; the feelings of his mind preyed upon his body, and his health sunk under his affliction. Ilis grief had now rendered him stupid; he shed no more tears, he looked no longer up to heaven, he appeared even to forget his wife and child; a fellowprisoner seeing him rest against the wall, and thinking his posture that of a man as ill in body as in mind, went up to his assistance, but found him-dead!"

"Merciful Heaven forgive his persecutor!" exclaimed Agnes, in tears. "My dear madam, can such wretches exist?"


Yes, my Agnes, there are indeed in the world wretches who would lead one into the opinion of a learned divine, that Heaven sometimes permitted devils to become incarnate in the bodies of men, to instruct the world how horrible is the nature of pure and unmixed vice. But pa. tience is required in every possible situation of life, and at every age. The infant may exercise it as soon as it is old enough to feel disappointments; and the older we grow the more will every hour of our existence teach us the value, as well as necessity, of that which soothes every suffering, and consoles under every sorrow. Patience, whether in trifles or things of consequence, puts a stop to the anxious uncertainty which so frequently in irri

table tempers destroys the whole enjoyment of expected but delayed satisfaction. Patience and a contented spirit carry us through many a misfortune, which at a distance we might have feared would cer tainly overcome our utmost endeavours; but patient resolution, determination to be satisfied, and, in short, whatever state we are in therewith to be content, is so sure a way of passing happily through this world, that it is mortifying to find how often people of the greatest merit, from their uncomplaining conduct, are stigma tized as cold-hearted characters, with neither feeling nor understanding enough. to be sensible of what eurages the angry declaimer; who, proud of his passionate temper thinks it a proof of refined sensibi lities to be too easily irritated to endure what those of a different disposition have submitted to with calmness. Patience shews itself not only in sickness but in health; for the patient healthy person enjoying his own comfort is ready to assist a sufferer to obtain relief, and kindly to bear with the fretting, so commonly the companion of illness, in those who do not possess the happy talent of endurance:— not only in poverty, but in riches; not only in sorrow, but in happiness, for the patient spirit is never hurried into that excess of delight which occasions wild demonstrations of pleasure, more like the expressions of drunkenness or insanity than the composed enjoyment of a reasonable being: not only in ill usage, but iu good usage; for a patient temper presumes not upon kindness, so as to become a burthen upon the person who has contributed to comforts which cannot be received with too much gratitude, but are not to be made a plea for still farther indulgence. Of the powers of patience under affliction no explanation is required; but under blessings where it is full as necessary virtue, it is perhaps more difficult to exercise it with the force which it is our duty to exert, which of ourselves we cannot fully attain to, but which with divine assistance we need not despair of. Both sorrow and joy are such evident trials of the person to whom they are sent, that although most assuredly no one can be absurd enough to pretend that there is positive pleasure.

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