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at five and twenty he shall have a “Well, Ellen, I only hope that large fortune, is not likely from Charles may prove himself worthy principle and the love of employ of the sacrifice you are making for ment to study very hard. The his sake." “ Sacrifice, my dear known expectations, the handsome uncle !”—“Yes; for is not Sir Henry person, prompt attentions, musical Claremont everything a father powers, and pleasing manners of would desire in a husband for his Charles Mandeville, soon gave him daughter, or his daughter for herentrance into some gay and fashion- self? Is he not handsome, young, able circles in the metropolis ; and good, pious, studious. Before his at the end of six months after he rich neighbours knew him did not left the village of R- his letters his poor ones bless him, Ellen ?". to Ellen were neither so frequent “Oh yes, he is very good, and charmnor so long as they had been, but ing I dare say, and if I did not love they contained some tender words, Charles, 1-but I do love Charles, such as “dearest, beloved girl," and so I cannot have Sir Henry." so on; and Ellen tried to be satis Sir George shook his head, sighed, fied. Nay, she was satisfied; for and told Sir Henry he had nothing how was it possible that Charles at present to hope. Sir Henry should have changed so soon, if at sighed also, but he contrived to all; since her heart was unchanged, remember the “at present" qualithough she had had temptations to fied the refusal from the lips of Sir falsehood thrown in her way. George, and he resolved to hope on;
Sir Henry Claremont, a young in the mean while Ellen could not Baronet, came to reside on a beauti express a wish which was not imful estate belonging to a friend of mediately fulfilled : presents so delihis, who was forced to live abroad on cately offered that they could not account of his health. This estate be refused, and attentions so well joined the Park-gate of Sir George timed that they could not be disMortimer. Sir Henry on losing pensed with, proved the continuaa mother, whom he almost adored, tion of his love; a love which, though felt himself unable to remain in his silent in words, spoke in every glance own house where every thing re of his intelligent eye, and seemed minded him of his loss, he there resolved to burn unchanged even in fore hired the seat in question of its the midst of despair. There were owner. But he declined visiting his times when Ellen herself thought it neighbours, and had gained the title was a pity she could not reward of the recluse, when he saw Ellen such love as that of Sir Henry; but at church soon after she finally left this was only when she had for a few school, and from that moment he days vainly expected a letter from was a recluse no longer; for as soon Charles. If the expected letter, when as Sir George found that the young it came, contained its usual quantity Baronet sought, rather than avoided of tender epithets, and one regret him, he invited him to his house ; at being separated from her, then and a great deal of visiting inter she forgot Sir Henry's incessant course took place, till, on the obvi- assiduity; she heard with calm apous intimacy and attachment which probation only of his benevolent ensued between Ellen and Charles, exertions, and had no wish so near Sir Henry gradually ceased his vi her heart as to see Charles again ; sits, and his love of solitude and no regret but that she did not rehome returned. But when Charles ceive the long-promised invitation went to London, and when, on en to London from her mother's old quiry, Sir Henry found that no en friend, Mrs. Ainslie. At length this gagement existed between him and
precious invitation arrived, and his cousin he again became sociable, Ellen was requested to set off imand at length after “ a series of quiet mediately, as at the end of the month attentions, not so pointed as to alarm her friend would be obliged to travel or so vague as to be misunderstood," to the North. It was the suddenhe ventured to ask leave to address ness of the summons which tempted Miss Mortimer. But Ellen was firm Ellen to surprize Charles, as she in her refusal of his addresses; and hoped, agreeably; and Sir George, Sir George could not help saying, who suspected that Charles's attach
ment had not resisted the destroying tions which she was to execute in power of absence as well as her's her old things, or in thinking over had done, was willing that he should what new things she was to purbe taken by surprize, as he thought chase, she beguiled part of the long that, if Ellen could see her favourite's night, which still separated her from heart off its guard, she might find London and her love, but at dawn out that he had ceased to love her, she had talked herself into weariand might thence derive power to ness, and sleep was not far behind. conquer her own attachment.
When she awoke, the approach to The parting hour with her rela- London, through Piccadilly, was in tions was, on Ellen's side, one of sight, and Ellen was in an ecstacy tears quickly succeeded by smiles of admiration! Oh, the incessant when she found herself really seated questions with which she now asin the mail, and really on her jour- sailed Mr. Betson. But the quesney to London; that journey, at the tion nearest her heart was, Pray, end of which she was to see, though Sir, where is Albany? Because this not alas! immediately, the face is Piccadilly, you say, and Albany, which haunted her dreams, and I know, is near it.' But Mr. Betgave interest to her waking hours; son had never heard of Albany, and to hear that voice whose part which Charles mentioned as a most ing accents still rung mournfully fashionable residence, ergo, Mr. and melodiously in her ears. To Betson was a vulgar man, and Ellen the novelty of the present knew nothing of ton and life. scene, and the expectation of the Ellen now began to regret that future, gave a feeling of intoxication she had not written
to request which made her almost trouble. Charles to meet her, or rather to let some!y loquacious to her companion, him know she was to be seen Mr. Betson, for she could only con at seven o'clock in the morning at verse concerning London, and ask the Golden Cross, Charing Cross. incessant questions relative to the No doubt he would have been there, place of her destination. As they and then she should have seen him so passed Sir Henry Claremont's Park- much sooner. This consideration gate, Ellen saw him leaning on it as had led her into a deep reverie, when if watching to catch a last look of the mail turned into the Inn-yard at her. She eagerly returned his bow of one of the entrances, and she adien, and kissed her hand kindly found Mr. Ainslie's carriage waitto him, but was soon again en- ing for her. grossed in questioning her com It is easy to imagine that Ellen's panion. As it grew dark, Mr. Bet- ideas of London were considerably son's answers were shorter and lowered as she turned her back on shorter; and, when night came on, the West-end of the Town ; and his replies dwindled down to a plain after going down the comparatively “Yes," and "No." At last Ellen gloomy Strand, in which the carwith dismay saw him, after a hearty rent of human life had not yet beyawn, put on his night-cap, and gan its course, saw the carriage turn settle himself down in the corner. into the spacious but dark area of “Dear me, Sir!" she exclaimed, “ to Serjeant's Inn; and Charles lived in be sure you are not going to sleep?" Albany,and that was near Piccadilly! “Why not, Miss Mortimer; I am But the warm affectionate greeting not a young man, and I really ad- of her mother's friends, the cheerful vise you to sleep yourself, for you fire, the refreshing breakfast, and will want all your spirits for the
the evidences of kind hearts, of taste journey, and for London when you and of opulence, which surrounded get there.” Ellen was disappointed, her, suspended for a while even the but she saw that sleep was so much remembrance of Charles and regret dearer to Mr. Betson as a companion that he was so far off; and Ellen tban she was, that she submitted in was so cheered, so alive, that she silence to the preference ; or rather could not be prevailed upon by her she talked, as talk she must, to her kind hostess to go to bed for a few aunt's maid now, for the time being hours. “Oh, no-it is impossible ! her own, and in projecting altera I should not sleep if I did ;" then
blushing deeply, she said, that at Serjeant's Inn. “ Well," said she must write a note. “ You will Mrs. Ainslie, “I conclude, Ellen, find whatever you want for that you will not stay at home any longer purpose in your own chamber." in hopes of this truant's arrival. * No-not unless you go with me My carriage is coming round, and thither,” she replied, blushing I must take you to see something, still more, " for I want you to write as you are neither tired nor sleepy." what I shall dictate.” Mrs. Ainslie No-Ellen was neither, but she accordingly accompanied Ellen to was something much worse--she her room, and there she learnt what was sick at heart. The bright prosshe wished her to write, as follows: pect that love and hope had pic.
“ If Mr. Mandeville will take inred was blighted, and she wished the trouble to call at Mr. Ainslie's, already, earnestly wished, that she No.-, Serjeant's Inn, some time had never come to London. But the to-day, he will learn some intelli- next moment she excused Charles's gence respecting his Cousin Ellen delay thus:-" He could not supMortimer."
pose he was to see me, and perhaps “But why," said Mrs. Ainslie, he thought it a hoax. Yes-yes“ not tell him at once that you are I dare say he believed it a take-in. here.” The treasured fancy of her Oh! why was I so foolish as not heart, however, was indulged, and to write to him myself. I am sure Mrs. Ainslie did as she desired her, he would have come then." then sent her own servant to Albany This internal colloquy served to with the note.
tranquillize her mind so completely Mrs. Ainslie, in consequence of that she ventured at length to rehaving been told in confidence by peat it audibly to Mrs. Ainslie, but Sir George that he suspected that lady coldly replied, “this is a Charles's heart of having played fresh argument, Ellen, for you to truant to Ellen, allowed the ex. consent to go out, and I hope you pression “ sometime to-day' to re will no longer refuse." However, main, and did not insist on chang. she did refuse; it was far more deing it for a particular hour, as she lightful to her to stay within expectthought that Charles coming early ing, and looking for Charles Manor late, according to the suggestions deville, even though he did not of his own heart, would prove the come, than to see all the wonders state of that heart beyond a doubt of London. Mrs. Ainslie, however, to her eyes, though not, perhaps, took her accustomed drive in the to Ellen's; therefore with some an- park, with a feeling of kind vexaxious expectation, though not equal tion at her fond obstinaey, painfully to that of her young guest, Mrs. subdued by pity for the apparent Ainslie awaited the arrival of strength of an attachment, which Charles. But hour succeeded to was probably ill-requited. But she hour, and yet he did not come ; would not have left her had she not while Ellen's cheek was now pale, wished to ascertain the truth of now flushed, as disappointment or what she suspected; namely, that hope preponderated; yet it was in Charles Mandeville, feeling no parreality all disappointment, for if he ticular eagerness or anxiety to know had been interested in hearing aught the intelligence concerning Ellen, concerning her he would have come had gone to Bond-street and St. directly. ** Surely," said Ellen at James's-street, or to some of his last, no longer able to conceal her other daily haunts, and was probavexation. " Surely Charles is not bly, as usual, finishing his morning in town ?" “ You shall question in the drive; and there Mrs. Ains. my servant yourself,” said Mrs. Jie saw him. For a moment she Ainslie, and she rung for him, resolved to send her servant to say though she already knew what he a lady wished to speak to him, then would reply, which was, that he saw introduce herself, tell him who she Mr. Mandeville's servant, who told was, and invite him to dinner; but him he would give the note into his she thought it was more for Ellen's master's hand immediately. Yet good to let events take the direction it was three o'clock, and he was not which Ellen had given them by her
" Then you
note, and she left the park almost Ellen did not reply ; she recolas soon as her end in going was lected but that for her own obstianswered, and returned home with nacy Charles might have been one out speaking to Mandeville.
of the smart young men. However, “Well," said Ellen, mournfully, she felt ashamed of seeming to feel as soon as she saw her, " he has not so much for one who appeared by been here yet !"" No, certainly not, his present conduct to feel so little for I met him several times in the for her, that she dried up her tears, Park on horseback."
washed her eyes with rose-water, bave seen him; and if I had gone called herself an idiot, conversed with you I should have seen him with Mrs. Ainslie on indifferent subtoo,” said Ellen, the long impri- jects, dressed herself as becomingly soned tears trickling down her face, as she could, for perhaps Charles “but, Oh! how unkind it is in him might call in the evening, and went not to call; but surely, surely, you down to dinner looking very pretty, told him." "I only knew him per- and, to those who had not seen her sonally, my dear girl, and he does before, unaffectedly animated, but not know me when he sees me; nor Mrs. Ainslie saw that her spirits could I be sure that you would not were forced ; she also observed, with be displeased with me for depriving considerable pain, that every knock you of your chance for surprizing at the door made her start and him agreeably."
change colour, and that she took Spite of herself, Mrs. Ainslie's little interest in aught that was going voice drawled almost sarcastically forward. Poor thing! thought she when she uttered “agreeably," and as she looked on her sweet and Ellen, bursting again into tears, modest loveliness, and is thy fair hurried to her own apartment. morn só soon overcast? Is a blight
I will not attempt to describe the to come so soon over thy beauties? misery which Ellen's confiding, fond, Not if I can teach her to distinguish and inexperienced heart underwent the false from the true. However, when sbe reached it, but I fear be might think the note a hoax. many of my readers, young and old, At length the long weary day can imagine what it was from their ended, and even before the company own painful experience.
departed, Ellen, on pretence of faWhether Mrs. Ainslie's heart was tigue, obtained leave to retire to bed, experienced in the same way, I know where, from the journey of the
prenot, but certain it is, that she al- ceding night, she was able to sleep lowed Ellen to indulge her feelings spite of her sorrows. Welcome, till the indulgence was probably however, was the sight of the next become burthersome, before she morning, for surely Charles would knocked at her door. Oh ! how te call that day; and if he did not it nacious, how clinging, even to a hair would be evident that he thought for life, is hope, in a young, impas- the note was an imposition, and then sioned heart! Ellen thought that, she resolved to write to him herperhaps, Charles Mandeville was self. now really come, and she eagerly The truth, the mortifying truth opened the door to receive the wel. was, that Mandeville, though surcome tidings. “ Alas! No he is prized at receiving such a note, repot come,” said Mrs. Ainslie, an solved to ride to Serjeant's Inn swering the asking eye. - Ellen during the course of the day, but in blushed, and turned away with her the busy idleness of his London life handkerchief to her face.
he utterly forgot to do so, as Ellen “ Cone, come, my dear child ! no longer reigned the mistress of this must not be,” said her kind every thought; and consequently the hostess; I want my Ellen Mortimer's desire of hearing. “ intelligence" of daughter to be seen to advantage; her was not, as it once would have and spite of what poets and no been, one of the dearest wishes of vellists say, swelled eye-lids and his heart. But when he rose the a red nose, however they may prove next day, and saw the note lying on sensibility, are no improvers of his table, he was rather ashamed of beauty, and I expect some smart his negligence, avd resolved to go young men to dinner.";
to Serjeant's Inn as soon as he
returned from breakfasting at the The boy has no heart! thought rooms of a fashionable friend of his Mr. Ainslie, as he gazed on her, or in Albany, especially as Mr. Ainslie he would have come post to receive was, he knew, a man high at the bar, intelligence of a creature like that. and his wife gave good parties for Oh, she would be better without that end of the town. Still it was him. So thought bis amiable wife; odd that an anonymous note should and the next thing to be done was come from such a quarter; “ intel- to convince Ellen, possible, of the ligence concerning his cousin Ellen samé obvious truth. But on what Mortimer.” What could it be ? was Ellen's love of him founded ? Surely Ellen was not false! Surely If, thought Mrs. Ainslie, her love she was not going to be married't be not founded on the supposed The idea was far from being a plea- superior qualities of mind or heart sant one; but he glanced his eye of the man she loves, I believe over his really handsome face now any woman's love may be conquered, embellished by the flush of appre- and I trust Ellen is like other wohension, and muttering to himself men; then, if gratified self-love be “ no, no, that cannot be;" he the foundation of her attachment, thoughtfully descended the stairs, wounded self-love may prove the and went to his apartment.
means of bringing it to the ground Ellen meanwhile, unlike the Ellen again; and I will see what can be of her uncle's house, took her seat at done. Mrs. Ainslie's breakfast-table, with a This day Ellen was not doomed look of anxiety and uncomfortable. to expect in vain ; but after a tre
on her usually bright and mendous knock from his groom, happy countenance, which gives age which made Ellen start from her even to the countenance of youth; seat, Mr. Mandeville was announced; and Mr. Ainslie thought her some he had asked for Mrs. Ainslie, and years older than she appeared the was instantly admitted to that lady; day before, ere the cloud of disap- she had asked Ellen whether she pointed hope had passed over her wished to receive Charles alone, but brow, and the anxieties of love had as she replied no, though very faintbegan to tread on the heel of its ly, Mrs. Ainslie was glad of the enjoyments. Mrs. Ainslie too was slightest excuse to stay and witness hurt and mortified ; she had expected the manner and conduct of Charles to give uninterrupted pleasure to on the surprize which awaited him. Ellen by the invitation to London, When he entered, Ellen stood in the but she found that she had been the next room by the open folding door, means of misery to her. However, where he could not see her; after if Mandeville had ceased to love, the the usual salutations, Mandeville sooner and the more completely she said, “ I take the liberty of calling was convinced of his falsehood the on you, Madam, in consequence of better it would be for her future receiving this note."-"You did peace; and the remedy, though very right, Sir, for I wrote it; but the painful, would, she trusted, make intelligence to which it alludes you the cure complete.
must receive from a lady in the next Ellen ate scarcely any thing, but room.” He turned, and beheld Ellen Mr. and Mrs. Ainslie were too deli- pale and agitated ; for at sight of cate to notice her want of appetite her no glow of delight sparkled in as they knew its cause; and when his eyes, mantled on his cheek, or the usual hour of breakfast for fashi gave tenderness to his tone; he onable young men was, according blushed, indeed, but it was evidently to Mrs. Ainslie, passed, she began from embarrassed, not agreeable to recover a degree of hope that surprize; and his salutation of Charles would soon appear, and
“Why Ellen! Is it possible ? you with it some of her vivacity and all here!” was spoken in the same her beauty; for the flush of anxious drawling, affected tone with which expectation deepened into even fe- he had addressed Mrs. Ainslie.verish brilliancy the colour on her “ Yes,” faltered out the poor girl as cheek, and gave lustre and added she withdrew her hand from bis un. expression to her ever bright and impassioned grasp; "yes, I thought tender blue eye.
you would be surprized to see me."