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That a personage of such importance as I and my Hannah More. When I have spun Hannah More had her enemies and de- one pound of flax I put on another, and when tractors, goes without saying ; but one I have finished my book I begin it again. I attack which was made upon her at this want no other amusement. period is almost too diverting for belief. No other amusement ! Good heavens ! Two Jacobin and infidel curates, poor and Breathes there a man, woman, or child, ambitious, formed the design of attracting with soul so- quiescent nowadays, as to notice and obtaining possible preferment, be satisfied with reels of flax and yards of by viciously attacking those very infant Hannah More? Give us Hannah's comschools over which she had presided for pany, but not — not her writings. so many years with such marked and unfailing success. We need not go into the
“I have heard but of one lady," wrote Sir particulars of this portion of the arraign- mined not to read Mrs. More's books; and
" who is deter
William Pepys, nevertheless, ment, from which, it is needless to say, the reason she gives is that, as she has settled she issued triumphant; but that which fol. her habits, she does not wish to be reasoned lowed may amuse our readers. She was out of what she cannot alter, which reminds accused of being a fanatic who had hired me of a curious kind of a judge of whom I two men to assassinate one of these cler- lately heard, who, while one of the counsel gymen; of being in the pay of Mr. Pitt, was pleading before him in a manner not to and the grand instigator of the war by be resisted, suddenly cried out, Mr. - I means of her mischivous pamphlets; and will not be argued out of my opinion in this lastly, of being concerned with Charlotte
“ The Bishop of London mentioned the Corday in the murder of Marat! And
tracts' in St. James's Church last Sunday,” these needy and unscrupulous rogues wrote Lady Cremorne, “in a manner the most actually found magazines, reviews, and honorable." pamphleteers to support them! It may “ Junius's letters or Chatterton's poems excite us to smile; but we can scarcely hardly occasioned more eager controversy or wonder that a fragile, susceptible, and curious research in public, than . Celebs has altogether feminine nature was “ filled done in private," affirmed a learned barrister. with grief and astonishment” - so much
at-law. so, as “nearly to cost her her life.” Yet But we will quote no more. Our only even that extraordinary affair, with all its object in offering the above is to endeavor complications, became subsequently a feebly to give some idea of the reception matter of thankfulness, since she could accorded to writings now so completely acknowledge that it had helped to break vanished out of sight. “ Celebs in Search her too strong attachment to the world, of a Wife” remains indeed as a name, an and showed her the vanity of human ap- empty title, — whom written by, what plause. It must therefore have been a written about, not worth inquiring into; very real and bitter trial; and that a and we cannot but believe that we shall peaceable, orderly spinster living in the raise surprise when we inform our readers light of day, neither shunning inspection that at its publication it created such a nor courting persecution, could have been furore, that in nine months the eleventh the subject of a libel so grossly ridiculous edition was giving place to the twelfth ; and outrageous, and that it could have while booksellers all over the country been given credit to and even passed on were complaining and bewailing that the by a considerable audience, affords a curi- press could not satisfy their demands. In ous insight into the suspicion and credul-America, four editions succeeded each ity of those unsettled times.
other as fast as they could be printed; and Hannah More, as a power, had to pay we may here add, that during her lifetime the penalty for being so.
no fewer than thirty editions of this work “Spare yourself,” cried one, herself a note - editions of a thousand copies each worthy personage, the brilliant Mrs. Barbauld, were published in that country.
spare yourself, I entreat you, for the The new departure in the shape of a world cannot spare you; and consider this, novel was undertaken, Mrs. More informs that in the most indolent day you can possibly us, because she thought that there were find, you are in every drawing-room, and every already good books enough in the world closet, and every parlor window, gliding from for good people, but that there was a place to place with wonderful celerity, and talking good things to hundreds and hundreds larger class of readers whose wants had of auditors. A good and sensible woman, not been attended to, namely, the subwho is leading a very solitary country life, on scribers to the circulating library; and being asked how she contrived to divert her that to raise the tone of that mart of mis. self, says she: 'I have my spinning-wheel chief, and in some measure counteract its
corruptions, seemed an object worth at- | drop away fast, and scarce a year but tempting.” She did not, however, for robbed her of some of them. In one reasons of her own, append her name to month alone, the Bishop of Salisbury, the the first edition, and it was no small Dean of Canterbury, and her “old and amusement and gratification to her to re, accomplished friend, Sir William Pepys," ceive, as she did for a considerable period were taken. At another time it was the after its publication, letters earnestly rec- venerable Bishop of Durham, and her ommending her to read it, and giving a “dear, dear Lady Cremorne," in a breath. description of its character and tendency, Johnson, Reynolds, Garrick, Burke, and together with assurances of its popularity. Sheridan had long been gone; but al.
The secret soon however leaked out. though subject to frequent periodical illAnew visitors and disciples flocked to nesses, she continued rather to improve Barley Wood. Among these came Row- in her own health than otherwise, until land Hill, the eccentric wit and preacher. within a few years of the close of her life.
I had been told so much of his oddities in At eighty-two she could report herself as the pulpit [wrote Mrs. More] that I had pre- better in health and spirits than she had pared myself for something amazingly absurd. been for a very long time. She was as But as the phrase is, I had reckoned without keenly alive, moreover, to every little
- or rather, without my guest. He gļeam of the humorous and ludicrous as is extremely well-bred abounding in pointed she had ever been, as the following anecwit; very cheerful; in argument solid, sober, dote will show. She is writing to Bishop and sound; quite free from the infirmities of Wilson of Calcutta, and says : – age, and retaining all those courtly manners which one had rather a right to expect from I hope to make you smile for a moment by his birth and early habits, than from his irreg- a little story: A party of four was sitting at ular clerical performances. As a proof that a game of whist, when one of the set, having he takes good works into large account, when a slight headache, turned about and asked a I asked him if it were true that he had vacci- lady, who was sitting by, to take her hand for nated six thousand people with his own hand, a few minutes. The lady excused herself by he answered “Madam, it was nearer eight saying that really she did not know how to thousand."
He did not, to my surprise, dis- play; upon which the other exclaimed, “Now, cover one eccentricity in manner, sentiment, that is what I call Calvinism.” Is it not a or language.
pity that Bishop Horsley could not have been So Rowland must have been on his guard; by to hear this satisfactory exposition of the and though Hannah avoucheth it not, we
- so practical too? fancy we trace a gleam of disappointment In another playful moment, she drew that it had been so. Her fun had been up a list in commemoration of the kind spoilt. Whether or not she had expected attentions she received from so many any from the celebrated Scotchman, Dr. quarters, after fixing her new and last Chalmers, who also paid her a visit at this abode at Clifton – Barley Wood having time, she certainly enjoyed his society been disposed of, and four trim maids
as also that of Mr. Jay, the noted having succeeded to the disorderly mixed Nonconformist, and many others. When household. remonstrated with by her friends on re
I have a perfect court at Windsor Terrace ceiving such an endless stream of visitors, [she writes]. My sportsmen are the Duke of of whom it would here be useless even to Gloucester, Sir Thomas Acland, Sir Edmond seek to enumerate those worthy of men- Hartopp, and Mr. Harford. My fruiterers, tion, it is characteristic of the cheerful Mr. Battersby, Mr. Pigott, and Mrs. Adding nature of the old lady, now approaching ton. My confectioner, Mrs. Walker Gray. her declining years, that she thus replied: My philosopher, Mr. Wilberforce. My state
physician, Dr. Carrick. My interpreter, Mr. If my visitors are young, I hope I may per: Huber. My silk-mercer and clothier, Mrs. haps be enabled to do them some good ; if La Touche. My domestic chaplain, secre old, I expect to receive some good from them. tary, apothecary, lamplighter, knitter, mis, If they come from far, I cannot refuse to see sionary, and without controversy, queen of them after they have incurred (though so little clubs,* Miss Frowd. worth it) so much trouble and expense to come and see me. If they live near, I could
Thus surrounded and attended, she was not be so ungracious and unkind as to shut at length persuaded to reserve two fixed out my neighbors.
days in every week to be her own, against And this law of consideration and kind- the influx of visitors which had now be. ness she carried out to the latest day of come perfectly overwhelming and bewilher life.
• In allusion to the village clubs set on foot by Mrs. But her contemporaries now began to More.
dering. Her "guard of honor" steadily
From Longman's Magazine. set themselves to defend and protect their aged friend from intrusion which, at her
A WEEK IN THE LIFE OF A POOR
of access, and had they not done so,
1864, impelled thousands to seek it.
and like most early frosts it did a great Not very long after her removal thither, deal of damage, over and above murdering however, the beginning of the end was at one fell swoop the late lingering flowseen to approach, — the powers once so ers, which with kindlier treatment might brilliant showed symptoms of decay, and have bloomed on yet some little time. It the memory began to fail. From the ear- is always the first unexpected frost which liest age at which faculties usually attain does the most harm, surprising us as it their maturity to this very late period of often does in muslin and straw hats, before her life, Mrs. More, says her biographer, we have had time to adjust our winter arhad kept her mind, if not at the top of its mor. bent, yet at a considerable stretch ; and This particular frost made the usual when her last long vacation from study amount of havoc in the animal as well as and composition was entered upon, the the vegetable world, and amongst other retrograde course became quickly more calamities to be laid at its door were the and more decided, till time completed the broken leg of an old man, and the death of undoing of its own work, and dissolved a little girl. the structure which long exercise and ex- Probably many other brittle old bones perience had raised to so lofty an eleva- snapped just about that same time, and no tion. But there was one subject as to doubt scores of little girls, and boys too, which the mind of this extraordinary succumbed to the effects of chills caught woman lost none of its energy, even when at that period ; such cases only go to make her last illness brought her to the verge up the usual average of deaths and acciof eternity. While that side of her under dents, and are in no wise interesting to standing which looked toward the world the general public. The two cases I have was dim and obscure, that which was mentioned are only in so far interesting turned toward heaven continued bright as having brought about the meeting of and lucid. She retained to the last an two young people living far apart; for if unclouded remembrance of the mercies of neither of these events had happened, or her God as her single ground of hope if they had not occurred simultaneously, and trust, through faith in the one all. the chances are that Hugo Weyprecht sufficient sacrifice; and if a text from would never have met Clara Elsinger, and Holy Scripture were quoted for her con- consequently this story would not have solation, she would follow it out, or re- been written. spond to it, with instant and full perception The old man who broke his leg was the and emphasis.
confidential agent of the large commercial It was about the latter end of the sum- house of Bilsenkraut, Wolff & Co., at St. mer of 1833 that a marked deterioration of Petersburg, and he broke it when hurrying her faculties became observable, and a over a crowded crossing: Slipping his degree of fever caused her strength slowly foot on one of the puddles frozen over to waste.
night, he was run over by a passing omni. Next, appetite failed, and for about a bus, and brought home disabled for work week before the end, recognition even of for a good six weeks to come. those constantly about her became diffi- " Deucedly provoking," growled the cult; till on the 7th of September, and in head of the establishment, when the accithe eighty-fifth year of her life, the pious dent was reported to him," and he was to and venerable Hannah More peacefully have started for K - to-morrow, so as to and painlessly ceased to breathe.
reach the place before the great market. Could not the fellow have contrived to break his leg at some other time? And there is not another man in the establish. ment who can manage this affair with ability and discretion. Honesty and ability are both required here, and it is rare indeed to find these two qualities com
bined. The honest ones are not clever as. VOL, LX,
a rule, and the clever ones are rarely hon. I only child of Count and Countess Froloff, est. Stay — there is that young German; wealthy magnates living at their château, he is young, to be sure, but I know him some several score of miles from the capto be clever, and I believe, nay, I am al- ital, in a south-eastern direction. most sure, that he is honest. He has a Clara Elsinger, a young German girl of good face — who knows? The matter is scarcely nineteen, had been governess to urgent, and we may lose over a million by little Olga ; it was her first situation, and delay," and the great man rang a little bell th was no doubt that for a beginner her which stood on his writing-desk, with the lines had fallen in very pleasant places air of one who has taken an important indeed. It had been quite an unlooked-for resolution.
chance which had secured this enviable “ Tell Hugo Weyprecht to speak to me position for the penniless German girl, at once," was the order he gave, which and landed her so many hundred miles presently was obeyed.
away from her own home in the depths Hugo Weyprecht was a tall young man of savage Russia. Not longer than six of about twenty-six, rather darker than months previously, Count Froloff and his Germans usually are, with thoughtful wife, on their way home to Russia after brown eyes, and a rare and somewhat mel- wintering in Paris, had been compelled to ancholy smile. Like many of his country: stop for a week at Stuttgart on account of men he suffered slightly from the national some passing indisposition of the countcomplaint of Heimweh (home-sickness), ess. While staying there it became nec. and, despite four years' residence in Rus. essary to dismiss the Parisian governess sia, still felt himself to be an alien and an who accompanied them, that elegant feexile in this strange land.
male having been detected in some glaring The conversation between the two breach of honesty or morality, and, casting lasted fully an hour, but as the double about for a remplaçante, the sweet face doors were closed there was no possibility and captivating manner of Clara Elsinger of overhearing their talk. The great man had so taken the great lady's fancy that talked a great deal, while the young one she engaged her on the spot, overcoming answered from time to time shortly and to whatever reluctance the girl might have the point, or put pregnant questions bear felt to leaving her native land, by the asing on the subject of his proposed mis- surance of a liberal salary, sion.
And in truth this reluctance was of no His manner seemed to have favorably very powerful nature, no more than the impressed his patron, for he said in con- natural shrinking of a young timid creaclusion,
ture to break with the present and make “I am aware that I am acting rashly in the plunge into totally new and unknown confiding such a weighty matter to you, surroundings. She had no close home but I have confidence, and I like your ties to make the wrench a painful one, face, and should you prove yourself "able knowing well that her absence would be to accomplish this to the satisfaction of rather a relief than a pang to the querulous the firin, you may consider your future old aunt who, out of a mere sense of duty, secured, and I shall be able to offer you had taken care of her since she had been a permanent post in one of our German an orphan. houses. I know it has long been your
She had had no cause as yet to regret wish to return to your country. But you her decision. The Froloffs lived in will require to have all your wits about princely fashion, and everything about you ; the country is not over safe. Re- their establishment was replete not only member my directions, and above all, with splendor but also with comfort, two absolute silence and discretion !”
things which do not always go hand in Armed with various credentials in the hand - at least not in Russia. Her duties shape of letters and addresses, and with had been light, she being only required to a thick leather pocket-book buttoned up instruct the child in German and music, within his coat, Hugo Weyprecht left the while for the other languages and accommerchant's room, and twenty-four hours plishments various other teachers were later was on his way to K- a town in employed. Russian Poland.
Still half a child herself, Clara partici. pated in every pleasurable pursuit of her
little charge; the long drives in the perThe little girl whose death had hap- fectly appointed pony carriage, the boating pened to coincide with the breaking of parties on the river, the games of ball in the agent's leg, was the daughter and I the long gallery. Countess Froloff treated
her more like another daughter than a turn for consolation when the first sharphired attendant, and she wondered how ness of the blow was spent. Was she not people could talk of the life of a governess called upon henceforth to enact the part being a hard one.
of daughter to the poor lady who was even In this way the summer had gone by now sobbing out her very soul within a swiftly like one long uninterrupted holi- darkened chamber? day. Quickly had Clara accustomed her. Clara's reflections were presently interself to her luxurious surroundings, for this rupted by a knock at the door, followed habit is sooner learned than unlearned, by the appearance of a liveried footman. and the idea that it would ever have to be “ The Fräulein would be pleased to unlearnt again did not even come to her come down and speak to his Grace the mind.
count," was the message delivered. Such had been the state of things up to “ To the countess, you mean?” asked two days ago, and then one evening, after Clara, correcting. a somewhat longer row in the boat, little “ To the count,” repeated the man. Olga had complained of sore throat, which “ And he awaits the Fräulein in the large had rapidly developed into diphtheria, and, yellow saloon.” despite the best medical assistance, taken “I shall be down directly,” said the a fatal termination within twenty-four young girl in some surprise, for she was hours.
not used to having any transactions with Was it possible that only the day be the master of the house, who, somewhat fore yesterday they had come back to- distant and formal in his manner, had gether in the boat laughing and jesting, always treated her with exquisite but tacbearing huge sheaves of dripping bul-liturn politeness. rushes plucked from the river? thought She left the room, holding the heavy Clara as she sat alone in her room. Only white wreath slung over her arm, and went the day before yesterday! And now she down the broad staircase still wondering was making the wreath to be laid on the why she had been sent for. poor child's coffin.
In the long gallery below, where she Clara was sitting on a low footstool, had so often played at ball, some workmen and her delicate fingers were busy at work were busy putting up sable hangings over weaving the snowy, camellias into a heavy the doorway which marked the chamber garland. She looked very sweet sitting of death. Á tradesman holding a roll of there in the twilight, with the large pure black stuff, and a sacristan with a bundle flowers heaped on her lap, her dark blue of wax torches, were waiting on a bench; gown hanging in heavy folds from her servants were standing about in awestruck lithesome figure, the sisken plaits of her groups exchanging scraps of ghastly gosgolden hair wound tightly round her little sip below their breath. Everything bore head. She became the flowers, and they a deathlike stamp, and smelt, so to say, of became her, and had she but raised her crape and cypresses; everything in this eyes to the mirror opposite she could not vast, well-appointed house had got out of have failed to see what a fair picture they its usual groove, merely because one little made together. But she never raised her girl had closed her eyes. eyes, and ever and anon as she worked a
Clara passed down the gallery, and heavy drop splashed down on the waxen opened the door of the saloon which was petals, or she was forced to pause and at the further end. wipe away the tears obscuring her vision. This room was the ballroom of the châ
The wreath was finished at last, and teau, and not used on ordinary occasions. Clara now sat motionless holding it on The furniture ranged along the walls was her lap, absorbed in a mournful reverie. of white and gilded woodwork in the Louis No thought had as yet come to her that XV. style, and cushioned with amber this death could in any way affect her own damask; the curtains, amber damask likeposition; she was as yet too bewildered wise, and amber damask let into panels and benumbed by the suddenness of the on the walls. Large pier-glasses, reaching blow, for she had been much attached to to the ground, alternated with full-length her little charge. Her thoughts were all portraits representing the most distinof the unfortunate parents thus stricken. guished ancestors of the Froloff family Of what use now their endless grimly aristocratic and uncompromising riches when they had lost their only dar individuals. The floor was parquetted ling? Some confused notion there may with polished oaken boards, and from the have been in her mind, that it was to her ceiling was suspended a gigantic Venetian the heartbroken mother would doubtless candelabra.