where thereabout, replied St. Aubert, suppressing a sigh. It is near five years since I have been there, resumed Quesnel; for Paris and its neighbourhood is the only place in the world to live in; and I am so immersed in politics, and have so many affairs of moment on my hands, that I find it difficult to steal away even for a month or two. St. Aubert remaining silent, M. Quesnel proceeeded: I have sometimes wondered how you, who have lived in the capital and have been accustomed to company, can exist elsewhere;-especially in so remote a country as this, where you can neither hear nor see any thing, and can, in short, be scarcely conscious of life. I live for my family and myself, said St. Aubert. I am now contented to know only happiness-formerly I knew life. I mean to expend thirty or forty thousand livres on improvements, said M. Quesnel, without seeming to notice the words of St. Aubert; for I design next summer to bring here my friends the Duke de Durefort and the Marquis Ramont, to pass a month or two with me. To St. Aubert's inquiry as to these intended improvements, he replied that he should take down the old east wing of the chateau, and raise upon the site a set of stables. Then I shall build, said he, a salle à manger, a salon, a salle au commune, and a number of rooms for servants; for at present there is not accommodation for a third part of my own people. It accommodated our father's household, said St. Aubert, grieved that the old mansion was to be thus improved, and that was not a small one. Our notions are somewhat enlarged since those days, said. M. Quesnel: what was then thought a decent style of living would not now be endured.--Even the calm St. Aubert blushed at these words; 4 but his anger soon yielded to contempt.-The ground about the chateau is encumbered with trees; I mean to cut some of them down. Cut down the trees too! said St. Aubert. Certainly-Why should I not? they interrupt my prospects. There is a chesnut which spreads its branches before the whole south side of the chateau, and which is so ancient that they tell me the hollow of its trunk will hold a dozen men: your enthusiasm will scarcely contend that there can be either use or beauty in such a sapless old tree as this? Good God! exclaimed St. Aubert; you surely will not destroy that noble chesnut, which has flourished for centuries the glory of the estate! it was in its maturity when the present mansion was built. How often, in my youth, have I climbed among its broad branches, and sat embowered amidst a world of leaves, while the heavy shower has pattered above, and not a rain-drop reached me! How often have I sat with my book in my hand, sometimes reading, and sometimes looking out between the branches upon the wide landscape and setting sun, till twilight came, and brought the birds home to their little nests among the leaves! How often - but pardon me, added St. Aubert, recollecting that he was speaking to a man who could neither comprehend nor allow for his feelings, I am talking of times and feelings as old-fashioned as the taste that would spare that venerable tree. It will certainly come down, said M. Quesnel: I believe I shall plant some Lombardy poplars among the clumps of chesnut that I shali leave of the avenue: Madame Quesnel is partial to the poplar, and tells me how much it adorns a villa of her uncle not far from Venice. On the banks of the Brenta, indeed, continued St. Aubert, where its spiry form is intermingled with the pine and the cypress, and where it plays over light and elegant porticoes and colonnades, it unquestionably adorns the scene; but among the giants of the forest, and near a heavy Gothic mansion Well, my good Sir, said M. Quesnel, I will not dispute with you; you must return to Paris before our ideas can at all agree. But à propos of Venice; I have some thoughts of going thither next summer; events may call me to take possession of that same villa, too, which they tell me is the most charming that can be imagined. In that case I shall leave the improvements I mention to another year; and I may perhaps be tempted to stay some time in Italy. Emily was somewhat surprised to hear him talk of being tempted to remain abroad, after he had mentioned his presence to be so necessary at Paris that it was with difficulty he could steal away for a month or two: but St. Aubert understood the selfimportance of the man too well to wonder at this trait; and the possibility that these projected improvements might be deferred, gave him a hope that they might never take place. Before they separated for the night, M. Quesnel desired to speak with St. Aubert alone; and they retired to another room, where they remained a considerable time. The subject of this conversation was not known: but, whatever it might be, St. Aubert, when he returned to the supper-room, seemed much disturbed; and a shade of sorrow sometimes fell upon his features that alarmed Madame St. Aubert. When they were alone, she was tempted to inquire the occasion of it; but the delicacy of mind which had ever appeared in his conduct, restrained her: she considered that, if St. Aubert wished her to be acquainted with the subject of his concern, he would not wait for her inquiries. On the following day, before M. Quesnel departed, he had a second conference with St. Aubert. The guests, after dining at the chateau, set out in the cool of the day for Epourville, whither they gave him and Madame St. Aubert a pressing invitation, prompted rather by the vanity of displaying their splendour, than by a wish to make their friends happy. Emily returned, with delight, to the liberty which their presence had restrained-to her books, her walks, and the rational conversation of M. and Madame St. Aubert, who seemed to rejoice no less that they were delivered from the shackles which arrogance and frivolity had imposed. Madame St. Aubert excused herself from sharing their usual evening walk, complaining that she was not quite well; and St. Aubert and Emily went out together. They chose a walk towards the mountains, intending to visit some old pensioners of St. Aubert, whom, from his very moderate income, he contrived to support; though it is probable M. Quesnel, with his very large one, could not have afforded this. After distributing to his pensioners their weekly stipends-listening patiently to the complaints of some, redressing the grievances of others, and softening the discontents of all by the look of sympathy and the smile of benevolence-St. Aubert returned home through the woods, where At fall of ove, the fairy people throng, THOMSON The evening gloom of woods was always delightful to me, said St. Aubert, whose mind now experienced the sweet calm which results from the consciousness of having done a beneficent action, and which disposes it to receive pleasure from every surrounding object: I remember that in my youth this gloom used to call forth to my fancy a thousand fairy visions and romantic images; and I own I am not yet wholly insensible of that high enthusiasm which wakes the poet's dream : I can linger with solemn steps under the deep shades, send forward a transforming eye into the distant obscurity, and listen with thrilling delight to the mystic murmuring of the woods. O my dear father, said Emily, while a sudden tear started to her eye, how exactly you describe what I have felt so often, and which I thought nobody had ever felt but myself! But, hark! here comes the sweeping sound over the wood-tops-Now it dies away. How solemn the stillness that succeeds! Now the breeze swells again! It is like the voice of some supernatural being-the voice of the spirit of the woods, that watches over them by night. Ah! what light is yonder?-But it is gone!--and now it gleams again, near the root of that large chesnut: look, Sir! Are you such an admirer of nature, said St. Aubert, and so little acquainted with her appearances, as not to know that for the glow-worm? But come, added he gaily, step a little further, and we shall see fairies perhaps; they are often companions. The glowworms lends his light, and they in return charm him with music and the dance. Do you see nothing tripping yonder? Emily laughed. Well, my dear Sir, said she, since you allow of this alliance, I may venture to own I 1 |