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feelings disqualified her ? She did her best -all my things are in my box. Nettie is to decipher the pale face which appeared going to take me; she loves me best of you over the breakfast cups and saucers opposite. all. I'll kick Chatham if he touches me.” What did Nettie mean to do? Susan re- “ Why can't some one tell Nettie she's to volved the question in considerable panic, go too ? " said the eldest boy. “ She's most seeing but too clearly that the firm little good of all. What does Nettie want to go hand no longer trembled, and that Nettie away for ? But I don't mind; for we have was absorbed by her own thoughts—thoughts to do what Nettie tells us, and nobody cares with which her present companions had but for Chatham," cried the sweet child, making little to do. Mrs. Fred essayed another a triumphant somersault out of his chair. stroke.
Nettie stood looking on, without attempting Perhaps I was hasty, Nettie, last night; to stop the tumult that arose. I
She left them but Richard, you know, poor fellow," said with their mother, after a few minutes, and Susan, was not to be put off. It wont went out to breathe the outside air, where at make any difference between you and me, least there were quiet and fredom. To think, Nettie dear? We have always been so united, sa she went out into the red morning sunshine, whatever has happened; and the children are that her old life was over, made Nettie's head 80 fond of you ; and as for me,” said Mrs. swim with bewildering giddiness. She went Fred, putting back the strings of her cap, up softly, like a creature in a dream, past St. and passing her handkerchief upon her eyes, Roque's, where already the Christmas deco" with my health, and after all I have gone rators had begun their pretty work—that through, how I could ever exist without you, work which, several ages ago, being yesterI can't tell; and Richard will be so pleased.” day, Nettie had taken the children in to see.
“I don't want to hear anything about Of all things that had happened between that Richard, please,” said Nettie" not so far moment and this, perhaps this impulse of esas I am concerned. I should have taken you caping out into the open air without anything out, and taken care of you, had you chosen to do, was one of the most miraculous. Inme; but you can't have two people, you sensibly Nettie's footstep quickened as she know. One is enough for anybody. Never became aware of that extraordinary fact. mind what we are talking about, Freddy. It The hour, the temperature, the customs of is only your buttons-nothing else. As long her life, were equally against such an indulas you were my business, I should have gence. It was a comfort to recollect that, scorned to complain," said Nettie, with a lit- though everything else in the universe was tle quiver of her lip. “ Nothing would have altered, the family must still have some dinmade me forsake you, or leave you to your- ner, and that it was as easy to think while self; but now you are somebody else's busi- walking to the butcher's as while idling and ness; and to speak of it making no differ- doing nothing. She went up, accordingly, ence, and Richard being pleased, and so towards Grange Lane, in a kind of wistful forth, as if I had nothing else to do in the solitude, drifted apart from her former life, world, and wanted to go back to the colony! and not yet definitely attached to any other, It is simply not my business any longer,” feeling as though the few passengers she met cried Nettie, rising impatiently from her must perceive in her face that her whole for. chair—“that is all that can be said. But I tune was changed. It was hard for Nettie sha'n't desert you till I deliver you over to my to realize that she could do absolutely nothsuccessor, Susan-don't fear.”
ing at this moment, and still harder for her “ Then you don't feel any love for us, Net- to think that her fate lay undecided in Edtie! It was only because you could not help ward Rider's hands. Though she had not a it. Children, Nettie is going to leare us,” doubt of him, yet the mere fact that it was said Mrs. Fred, in a lamentable voice. he who must take the first step was some
" Then who is to be instead of Nettie ? what galling to the pride and temper of the Oh, look here~I know-it's Chatham,” said little autocrat. Before she had reached the the littie girl.
butcher, or even come near enough to recog“I hate Chatham,” said Freddy, with a nize Lucy Wodehouse where she stood at the
] little shriek. “I shall go where Nettie goes garden-gate, setting out for St. Roque's, Net
LIVING AGE. 831 tie heard the headlong wheels of something
approaching which had not yet come in sight. ward,” said the wilful creature, withdrawing She wound herself up in a kind of nervous her hand from his arm. “ I can walk very desperation for the encounter that was com- well by myself, thank you. You did not ing. No need to warn her who it was. No- contradict me! You were content to submit body but the doctor flying upon wings of to what could not be helped. And so am I. haste and love could drive in that break- An obstacle which is only removed by Richneck fashion down the respectable streets of ard Chatham,” said Nettie, with female cruCarlingford. Here he came sweeping round elty, turning her eyes full and suddenly upon that corner at the George, where Nettie her- her unhappy lover,“ does not count for much. self had once mounted the drag, and plunged I do not hold you to anything. We are both down Grange Lane in a maze of speed which free." confused horse, vehicle, and driver in one What dismayed answer the doctor might indistinct gleaming circle to the excited eyes have made to this heartless speech can never of the spectator, who forced herself to go on, be known. He was so entirely taken aback facing them with an exertion of all her pow. that he paused, clearing his throat with but ers, and strenuous resistance of the impulse one amazed exclamation of her name ; but to turn and escape. Why should Nettie es before his astonishment and indignation had cape ?-it must be decided one way or other. shaped itself into words, their interview was She held on dimly, with rapid trembling interrupted. An irregular patter of hasty steps. To her own agitated mind, Nettie little steps, and outeries of a childish voice herself, left adrift and companionless, seemed behind, had not caught the attention of either the suitor. The only remnants of her natu- in that moment of excitement; but just as ral force that remained to her united in the Nettie delivered this cruel outbreak of femone resolution not to run away.
inine pride and self-assertion, the little purIt was well for the doctor that his little suiug figure made up to them, and plunged groom had the eyes and activity of a mon- at her dress. Freddy, in primitive unconkey, and knew the exact moment at which cern for anybody but himself, rushed headto dart forward and catch the reins which foremost between these two at the critical his master Alung at him, almost without instant. He made a clutch at Nettie with pausing in his perilous career. The doctor one hand, and with all the force of the other made a leap out of the drag, which was more thrust away the astonished doctor. Freddy's like that of a mad adventurer than a man errand was of life or death. whose business it was to keep other people's “I sha'n't go with any one but Nettie,” limbs in due repair. Before Nettie was cried the chiid, clinging to her dress. “I aware that he had stopped, he was by her side. hate Chatham and everybody. I will jump
“Dr. Edward,” she exclaimed, breath- into the sea and swim back again. I will lessly, “ hear me first! Now I am left un- never, never leave go of her if you should restrained, but I am not without resources. cut my hands off. Nettie ! Nettie !-take Don't think you are bound in honor to say me with you. Let me go where you are goanything over again. What may have gone ing! I will never be naughty any more! I before I forget now. I will not hold you to will never, never go away till Nettie goes.
You are not to have pity upon I love Nettie best! Go away, all of you!” me!” cried Nettie, not well aware what she cried Freddy, in desperation, pushing off the was saying. The doctor drew her arm into doctor with hands and feet alike.
" I will his; found out, sorely against her will, that stay with Nettie. Nobody loves Nettie but she was trembling, and held her fast, not me. without a sympathetic tremor in the arm on Nettie had no power left to resist this new which she was constrained to lean.
assault. She dropped down on one knee be“But I hold you to yours !” said the doc- side the child, and clasped him to her in a tor; “there has not been any obstacle be- passion of restrained tears and sobbing. The tween us for months but this; and now it is emotion which her pride would not permit gone, do you think I will forget what you her to show before, the gathering agitation have said, Nettie ? You told me it was im- of the whole morning, broke forth at this irpossible once
resistible touch. She held Freddy close and “And you did not contradict me, Dr. Ed-supported herself by him, leaning all her
troubled heart and trembling frame upon the which that childish tumult had died away
in little figure which clung to her bewildered, sudden awe of her presence ; “but we have suddenly growing silent and afraid in that spoken to each other here before now. I passionate grasp. Freddy spoke no more, did not mean to vex you then—at least, I but turned his frightened eyes upon the doc- did mean to vex you, but nothing more." tor, trembling with the great throbs of Net- Here she paused with a sob, the echo of her tie's breast. In the early wintry sunshine, past trouble breaking upon her words, as on the quiet rural high-road, that climax of happened from time to time, like the passion the gathering emotion of years befell Nettie. of a child; then burst forth again a moShe could exercise no further self-control. ment after in a sudden question. “Will She could only hide her face, that no one you let me have Freddy ?” she cried, surmight see, and close her quivering lips tight rendering at discretion, and looking eagerly that no one might hear the bursting forth of up in the doctor's face ; “if they will leave her heart. No one was there either to hear him, may I keep him with me? ” or see—nobody but Edward Rider, who It is unnecessary to record the doctor's stood bending with sorrowful tenderness answer. He would have swallowed not over the wilful fairy creature, whose words Freddy only, but Mrs. Fred and the entire of defiance had scarcely died from her lips. family, had that gulp been needful to satisfy It was Freddy, and not the doctor, who had Nettie, but was not sufficiently blinded to
his own interests to grant this except under vanquished Nettie ; but the insulted lover certain conditions satisfactory to himself. came in for his revenge. Dr. Rider raised when the doctor mounted the drag again her up quietly, asking no leave, and lifted he drove away into Elysium, with a smiling her into the drag, where Nettie had been Cupid behind him, instead of the little groom before, and where Freddy, elated and joyful, who had been his unconscious master's contook his place beside the groom, convinced fidant so long, and had watched the fluctuathat he was to go now with the only true Those patients who had paid for Dr. Rider's
tions of his wooing with such lively curiosity. guardian his little life had known. The doc- disappointments in many a violent prescrip; tor drove down that familiar road as slowly tion, got compensation to-day in honeyed as he had dashed furiously up to it. He took draughts and hopeful prognostications. quiet possession of the agitated trembling Wherever the doctor went he saw a vision creature who had carried her empire over of that little drooping head, reposing, after herself too far. At last Nettie had broken all the agitation of the morning, in the sidown; and now he had it all his own way.
lence and rest he had enjoined, with brilliant When they came to the cottage, Mrs. Fred, which he had the greatest share ; and, with
eyes half-veiled, shining with thoughts in whom excitement had raised to a trouble- that picture before his eyes, went flashing some activity, came eagerly out to the door along the wintry road with secret smiles, to see what had happened ; and the two chil- | and carried hope wherever he went. Of dren, who, emancipated from all control, were course it was the merest fallacy so far as sliding down the banisters of the stair, one
Nettie's immediate occupation was concerned. after the other, in wild glee and recklessness, too much to do to think of rest—more to do
That restless little woman had twenty times paused in their dangerous amusement to than ever in all the suddenly changed prepwatch the new arrival. “Oh! look here; arations which fell upon her busy hands. Nettie's crying !” said one to the other, with But the doctor kept his imagination all the calm observation. The words brought Net- same, and pleased himself with thoughts of tie to herself.
her reposing in a visionary tranquillity, "I am not crying now,” she said, waking did not exist in St. Roque's Cottage, in that
which, wherever it was to be found, certainly into sudden strength. “Do you want them
sudden tumult of new events and hopes. to get killed before they go away, all you people? Susan, go in, and never mind. I
CHAPTER XVIII. was not-not quite well out of doors; but I “ I ALWAYS thought there was good in him don't mean to suffer this, you know, as long by his looks,” said Miss Wodehouse, standas I am beside them. Dr. Edward, come in. ing in the porch of St. Roque's, after the I have something to say to you. We have he should have come in such a sweet way
wedding-party had gone away. "To think nowhere to speak to each other but here,” and married Mrs. Fred! just what we all said Nettie, pausing in the little hall, from I were wishing for, if we could have ventured to think it possible. Indeed, I should have room which the master of the house had proliked to have given Mr. Chatham a little vided for his wife. It had been only an unpresent, just to mark my sense of his good- furnished room in Dr. Rider's bachelor days, ness. Poor man! I wonder if he repents" and looked out upon nothing better than
“ It is to be hoped not yet," said Lucy, these same new streets—the vulgar suburb hurrying her sister away before Mr. Went- which Carlingford disowned. Miss Wodeworth could come out and join them; for house lingered at the window with a little affairs were seriously compromised between sigh over the perversity of circumstances. the perpetual curate and the object of his If Miss Marjoribanks had only been Nettie, affections; and Lucy exhibited a certain or Nettie Miss Marjoribanks! If not only acerbity under the circumstances which love and happiness, but the old doctor's somewhat amazed the tender-hearted old practice and savings, could but have been maid.
brought to heap up the measure of the “When people do repent, my belief is young doctor's good-fortune! What a pity that they do it directly," said Miss Wode-that one cannot have everything! The house. " I dare say he can see what she is friendly visitor said so with a real sigh as already, poor man; and I hope, Lucy, it she went down-stairs after her inspection. wont drive him into bad ways. “As for Net- If the young people had but been settling in tie, I am not at all afraid about her. Even Grange Lane, in good society, and with Dr. if they should happen to quarrel, you know, Marjoribanks' practice, this marriage would things will always come right. I am glad have been perfection indeed! they were not married both at the same time. But when the doctor brought Nettie home, Nettie has such sense! and of course, though and set her in that easy-chair which her imit was the
very best thing that could happen, age had possessed so long, he saw few drawand a great relief to everybody concerned, backs at that moment to the felicity of his to be sure, one could not help being dis- lot. If there was one particular in which gusted with that woman. And it is such a his sky threatened clouds, it was not the comfort they're going away. Nettie says—" want of Dr. Marjoribanks' practice, but the
“Don't you think you could walk a little presence of that little interloper, whom the quicker P there is somebody in Grove Street doctor in his heart was apt to call by uncomthat I have to see,” said Lucy, not so much plimentary names, and did not regard with interested as her sister ; " and papa will be unmixed favor. But when Susan and her home at one to lunch."
Australian were fairly gone, and all fears of “ Then I shall go on, dear, if you have any invasion of the other imps, which Dr. no objection, and ask when the doctor and Rider inly dreaded up to the last moment, Nettie are coming home,” said Miss Wode- was over, Freddy_grew more and more tolhouse, “and take poor little Freddy the erable. Where Fred once lay and dozed, cakes I promised him. Poor child ! to have and filled the doctor's house with heavy his mother go off and marry and leave him. fumes and discreditable gossip, a burden Never mind me, Lucy, dear; I do not walk on his brother's reluctant hospitality, little 80 quickly as you do, and besides I have to Freddy now obliterated that dismal memory go home first for the cakes."
with prayers and slumbers of childhood; and So saying the sisters separated ; and Miss where the discontented doctor had grumbled Wodehouse took her gentle way to the doc- many a night and day over that bare habitator's house, where everything had been tion of his, which was a house, and not a brightened up, and where Freddy waited home, Nettie diffused herself till the familthe return of his chosen guardians. It was iar happiness became so much a part of his still the new quarter of Carlingford, a region belongings that the doctor learned to grumof half-built streets, vulgar new roads, and ble once more at the womanish accessories heaps of desolate brick and mortar. If the which he had once missed so bitterly. And doctor had ever hoped to succeed Dr. Mar- the little wayward heroine who, by dint of joribanks in his bowery retirement in Grange hard labor and sacrifice, had triumphantly Lane, that hope now-a-days had receded had her own way in St. Roque's Cottage, into the darkest distance. The little sur- loved her own way still in the new house, gery round the corner still shed twinkles of and had it as often as was good for her. red and blue light across that desolate tri- But so far as this narrator knows, nothing angle of unbuilt ground upon the other calling for special record has since appeared corner houses where dwelt people unknown in the history of the doctor's family, thus reto society in Carlingford, and still Dr. Rider organized under happier auspices, and disconsented to call himself M.R.C.S., and cul- charging its duties, social and otherwise, tivate the patients who were afraid of a though not exactly in society, to the satisphysician. Miss Wodehouse went in at the faction and approval of the observant popinvitation of Mary to see the little drawing- ulation of Carlingford.
From The National Review. stand it, beauty to adorn it, and wit to LADY MARY WORTLEY MONTAGŲ. amuse it; but she chose to pass great part The Letters and Works of Lady Mary Wort- of her life in exile, and returned at last to ley Montagu. Edited by her Great-grand
die at home among a new generation, whose son, Lord Wharncliffe. Third edition, name she hardly knew, and to whom she with Additions and Corrections derived herself was but a spectacle and a wonder. from the original Manuscripts, illustrative Lady Mary Pierrepont--for that was by Notes, and a new Memoir. By W. Moy birth her name-belonged to a family which Thomas. In two volumes. London: had a traditional reputation for ability and Henry Bohn.
cultivation. The Memoirs of Lucy HutchNOTHING is so transitory as second-class inson-almost the only legacy that remains fame. The name of Lady Mary Wortley to us from the first generation of refined Montagu is hardly now known to the great Puritans, the only book, at any rate, which mass of ordinary English readers. A gen- effectually brings home to us how different eration has arisen which has had time to they were in taste and in temper from their forget her. Yet only a few years since, an more vulgar and feeble successors)-conallusion to the “ Lady Mary” would have tains a curious panegyric on wise Tilliam been easily understood by every well-in- Pierrepont, to whom the Parliamentary formed person ; young ladies were enjoined party resorted as an oracle of judgment, and to form their style upon hers; and no one whom Cromwell himself, if tradition may be could have anticipated that her letters would trusted, at times condescended to consult and seem in 1862 as different from what a lady court. He did not, however, transmit much of rank would then write or publish as if of his discretion to his grandson, Lady Mathey had been written in the times of pagan-ry's father. This nobleman, for he inherited ism. The very change, however, of popular from an elder branch of the family both the taste and popular morality gives these let- marquisate of Dorchester and the dukedom ters now a kind of interest. The farther of Kingston, was a mere man“ about town," and the more rapidly we have drifted from as the homely phrase then went, who passed where we once lay, the more do we wish a long life of fashionable idleness interto learn what kind of port it was. We spersed with political intrigue, and who sigventure, therefore, to recommend the let- nalized his old age by marrying a young ters of Lady Mary Wortley Montagu as an beauty of fewer years than his youngest instructive and profitable study, not indeed daughter, who, as he very likely knew, cared to the youngest of young ladies, but to those nothing for him and much for another permaturer persons of either sex “ who have son. He had the “ grand air,” however, and taken all knowledge to be their province,” he expected his children when he visited and who have commenced their readings in them, to kneel down immediately and ask “universality" by an assiduous perusal of his blessing, which, if his character was what Parisian fiction.
is said, must have been very valuable. The It is, we admit, true that these letters are only attention he ever (that we know of) benot at the present day very agreeable read- stowed upon Lady Mary was a sort of theating. What our grandfathers and grand- rical outrage, pleasant enough to her at the mothers thought of them it is not so easy time, but scarcely in accordance with the edto say. But it now seems clear that Lady ucational theories in which we now believe. Mary was that most miserable of miserable He was a member of the Kit-Cat, a great beings, an ambitious and wasted woman ; Whig club, the Brooks's of Queen Anne's that she brought a very cultivated intellect time, which, like Brooks's, appears not to into a very cultivated society; that she gave have been purely political, but to have found to that society what it was most anxious to time for occasional relaxation and for somereceive, and received from it all which it had what unbusiness-like discussions. They held to bestow ;-and yet that this all was to her annually a formal meeting to arrange the as nothing. The high intellectual world of female toasts for that year; and we are told England has never been so compact, so vis- that a whim seized her father to nominate ible in a certain sense, so enjoyable, as it Lady Mary, “then not eight years old a was in her time. She had a mind to under- I candidate; alleging that she was far prettier