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away by the ipse dixit of the phi'osopher and the echo of Lady Thimble's plaudits; sometimes catch. ing hold of Hope, and hanging to the anchor of her salvation, Faith ; at other times without resistance carried down the tide of declamation, which rolled rapidly along in provincial dialect, like a torrent from his native Highland craggs, rougla aod noisy ; I saw her struggles with infinite con. cern; the savage saw them also, but with triumph, and turning his discourse apon the breach he had made in her belief, pressed the advantage he had gained with devilish address ; in short, a new antagonist had started up, more formidable to Reason than all the fourtcen, from whosc attack she had brought her hero off with victory; and that cham. pion, which had resisted the arrows of all-powerful Love, was likely now to fall a victim to the resti. lential breath of Infidelity. In this dilemma I was doubtful how to act; I did not decline the combat because I dreaded the strength of this Goliah of the Philistines, for I knew the weapons might be con. fided in, which the great Captain of Salvation had put into my hands ; but I disdained to plead before a prejudiced tribunal, in which the mistress of the mansion sat as judge ; and as sleep had secured one of the company out of harm's way, and another was upon an excursion from which I did not wish to bring him home, there remained only Calliope, and I determined within myself to take occasion of discoursing with her apart, before I left the house next morning.
I hai) resolved to have some conversation with Calliope after the athletic philosopher's harangue against the evidences of the Christian religion : I was at the pains of putting my thoughts together in writing before I went to bed, for I judged it best to give them to Calliope in such a form, as she might hereafter at any time refer to and examine.
I had the satisfaction of an hour's conversation with that young lady next morning, before the family had assembled for breakfast: I could observe that something dwelt upon her mind, and demanding of her if I was not right in my conjecture, she answered me at once to the point without hesita. tion I confess to you,' says she,' that the discourse which Dr. Mac-Insidel yesterday held, has made me thoroughly unhappy ; things, which are above reason, I can readily suppose are mysteries, which I ought to adınit as matter of faith in reli.. gion ; but things contrary to reason, and facts, which history confutes, how am I to believe ?, What am I to do in his case ? Have you any thing. to oppose to his argument? If you have, I should be happy to hear it; if yon have not, I pray you let us talk no more upon the subject.' I then gave the paper into her hand, which I had prepared, and explaining to her the reasons I had for not taking up the dispute before our company yesterday, de. sired her to give my paper a serious reading ; if there was any thing in it that laid out of the course of her studies, I would gladly do my best to ex.
pound it, and would shew her the authorities to which it referred : she received my paper with the best grace in the world, and promised me that she would consider it with all the attention she was mistress of.
In our further discourse, it chanced that I let drop some expressions in commendation of her understanding and talents, upon which I observed she gave me a very expressive look, and when I would have spoken of her poem, she shook her head, and, hastily interrupting me, desired I would spare her on that subject; she did not wish to be any more. flattered in a folly she had too much cause to repent of; she had burnt the odious poem I was speaking of, and, bursting suddenly into a flood of tears, protested she would never be guilty of writing ano. ther line of poetry while she lived.
No words of mine can paint the look and action, which accompanied these expressions ; much less can I describe the stroke of pity and surprise, which her emotion gave me. It was evident she alluded to something that had occurred since the reading of the poem; I recollected she was absent all the latter part of the evening, and I felt an irresistible propensity to enquire into the cause of her affliction, though the shortness of our acquaintance gave me no right to be inquisitive; she saw my difficulty, for her intuition is very great; after a short recol. lection, which I did not attempt to interrupt- I. know, not how it is,' says she, : but something tells mc I am speaking to a friend.'--Here she paused, as doubting whether she ought to proceed or not, and fixed her eyes upon the floor in evident embarrassment; it will readily be supposed I seized the opportunity to induce her to confide in me, if there, was any service I could render towards alleviating the distress she was evidently suffering - I have. no right to trouble you,' says she, but that fatal argument I heard last night ha's so weakened the resource, to which my mind in all afflictions would olse have naturally applied, that I really know not how to support myself, nor where to look for comfort, but by throwing myself upon your friendship for advice, as the most unhappy of all beings. You must know I have the honour to bc the daughter of that gallant sca officer Captain- ' Here she named an officer, who will be ever dear to his coun. try, ever deplored by it, and whose friendship is at once the joy and the affliction of my life. I started from ny seat ; the stroke I felt, when she pronounced a name so rooted in my heart, was like the shock of electricity; 1 clasped her hands in mine, and pressing them exclaimed . You have a father' - here I stopt-the recollection checked me from proceeding for it was false.- No, no, my child,' I said, ' you have no father! nor had he a friend, who can replace your loss; however, pray proceed."
Implicitly,' replied Calliopez (før by that name I still must beg to call her, though that and poetry are both renounced forever.) “As you are the friend of my father, you must know that he lost my mother, when I was an infant; two years are now passed since he perished ; a miserable period it has been to me; I am now under the protection of a distant relation, who is an intimate of the lady of this house, and one whose ruinous flattery jointly with Lady Thimble's, has conspired to turn my wretched head, and blast the only hope of happi. ness I had in life: These Icarned ladies, as they would be thought, put me upon studies I was never fitted to, gave me this sily name Calliope, and never ceased in flaning my vanity, till they per. suaded me I had a talent for poetry : In this they were assisted by Nac-Infidel, who lives in great
intimacy with Lady Thimble; the adulation of a learned man (for that he surely is) intoxicated me with self opinion, and the gravity of his character compleated the folly and destruction of mine.'
What do I hear,' said 1, interrupting her, the destruction of your character :'- Have patience,' she replied ; " when I disclose the sorrows of my heart, you will own that my destruction is com. plete.' -Melancholy as these words were, the deduction notwithstanding that I drew from them was a relief, compared to what at first I apprehended.
Alas ! Sir,' resumed Calliope, I have lost the af. fections of the most amiable, the most beloved of men: He was my father's darling, and from a boy, was educated by him in the profession of the sca; he shared every service with my father except the ląst fatal one, in which your friend unhappily was lost; Providence, that ordained the death of the one, has in the same period enriched the other; he is lately returned from the West Indies, and by his duty has been confiaed to the port he arrived in, so that we have not met since his return to England: here is the first letter he wrote to me from Plymouth; read it, I beseech you, and then compare it with the fatal one I received last night.' Calliope put a letter into my hands, and I read as follows.-
MY DEAREST NANCY! . I have this instant brought my frigate to an anchor, and seize the first moment, that my duty vermits, to tell the loveliest of her sex, that I have luckily come across a prize, that makes a man of me for life: a man did I say? Yes, and the happiest of men, if my dear girl is still true, and will consent to share the fortune of her faithful Henry.
! I cannot leave Plymouth this fortnight, there