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put down. For the little Irishman had plenty the cúyxplois, the comparison between the of fire in him. And though a free-spoken and humorists thus sketched, will not be a diffifree-living man, who utterly despised hum- cult one. We have indicated the features bug, and especially that species of humbug which they had in common, and we have which is known as cant, the Father was glanced at the national differences between too good a gentleman to tolerate the viola- them, already. That their influence acted tion of any of the essential decorums of life. in much the same direction is perhaps the

For a year or two before and after the first thing to be remarked. They had all Revolution of 1848 Mahony wrote capital a kindness for the men of the past, and for letters from Rome to the Daily News. He the old models of thought and literature, resided again in England for some time, but and they all exposed and ridiculed the fleetspent the last years of his life in Paris, ing fashionable tastes of the hour. They where he acted as correspondent to the were of them mere γελωτοποιοι, Globe. He occupied chambers in the Rue laughter-makers, like the ways of the des Moulins; dropped into Galignani's read-comic periodicals, but were capable of seing-room and the Messenger office in the rious discussion, and of high-class work, such mornings ; wrote at home in the afternoons; as translations and criticisms of the acand dined in the Palais-Royal, or elsewhere. knowledged masterpieces of the world. The loneliness and celibacy of his life de- Aytoun's translations from the German are veloped a certain oddity which always be much esteemed by German scholars; and longed to him. His dress was curiously Prout rendered two or three of Horace's negligent. He looked up at you with his Odes better than any contemporary. They keen blue eyes, over his spectacles, turning had all a vein of poetry, and like the best his head on one side, like some strange old satirists, could see the beautiful as well as

told an anecdote, or growled out a the humorous side of life. But they all sarcasm, or quoted Horace, with a voice entered into the humorous side of it with a still retaining a flavour of the Cork brogue; hearty gusto, with a certain abandon which then, making no salutation of any kind, and distinguishes their satire from the cold, sticking his hands in his coat-pockets, he sceptical, and sneering sort, as well as from shot off, and his dapper little black figure dis- the frivolity and thinness of the satire of appeared round the corner. There was a fashionable novels. In solidity of brains half-cynical indifference to life, and even and of reading, Peacock, we suspect, was to literature, about the old Father in his the first man of the triad. He has most inlast years; but, as the evening wore on, a vention of the three. His English is clearer, strange little well of sentiment would bubble purer, and of more sustained vigour, and up in his talk, and remind you that he was his wit has more of the classical symmetry, the author of the • Bells of Shandon,' as finish, and condensation than that of the well as of endless epigrams. To a friend others. In fertility of fanciful epigram and who dined with him in Paris last August, illustration, in habitual liveliness, in diverand who happened to speak of the splen- sity of reading and knowledge, the travelled dour of the Madeleine, he said, 'Yes; our Irish Jesuit bears away the palm. The Lord promised that she should be remem- Scot's gift for humour is as undeniable as bered wherever His gospel was preached; that of either; but he has far more heavy and she has the finest church in the finest pages than either, and less elasticity, brilcity of the world.' And when they parted, liance, and fecundity of mind. His scholarthe little Father, with a half-humorous, half- ship, also, was inferior to that of both, and melancholy smile, said, : You'll be doing me his style, while less vivacious than Prout's

, some day!' The prediction was verified; was less elegant than Peacock's. On the for he did not live many months afterwards. other hand, his · Lays' seized a particular He breathed his last in the Rue des Mou- view of his country's history, and presented lins, attended by a sister, who had come it with an impressiveness which had more over to see him, and by his friend, the Abbè actual effect on his contemporaries than anyRogerson ; and was interred, amidst many thing that either Prout or Peacock achieved. marks of public respect, in his native city, It would be ungracious, however, to push beneath the Shandon spire, and within the this special part of the comparison too far. hearing of

Our object is rather to recommend all three

of these brilliant writers to readers still unThe bells of Shandon,

acquainted with them, not only as humorists Which sound so grand on

doing honour to their generation, but as inThe pleasant waters of the river Lee.'

structive types of the varieties of genius

existing in these islands. "The task of executing what Plutarch calls i

THE MEADOW BROOK.

When lo! angelic forms appear !

(Before whose face the watch had fled), BESIDE the meadow brook she strayed, A happy child with laughing eyes ;

Who say — "Why seek your Master here ?

Your Lord is risen from the dead!”
Above her smiled the soft blue skies,
Around her there the sunbeams played.

I'll think on those who through the night

Toiled vainly o'er the waters drear, : The brook went babbling on its way Till on the shore, by thy pale light, Adown the meadow bright with flowers

They saw the Saviour's form appear.
Of early spring, and through the hours
Made merry with her all the day.

How would their woeworn hearts rejoice

As to His presence they drew nigh She sat beside the meadow brook,

Once more to hear His sacred voice;
A maiden fair in summer time,

Once more to meet His gracious eye.
When the sweet year was in its prime,
And in her hands she held a book ;

Thoughts such as these, with hallowed power,

Shall cheer a night of banished rest,
The same blue sky smiled bright above; And thus thy silent, solemn hour,
The brook it sang a tender song

Mysterious Dawn, to me be blest.
Of love to her the whole day long :

- St. James' Chronicle. The book she read was all of love.

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PART IX.

CHAPTER XXXIII.

into the garden before he knew what the

terrific change was which had come over WILFRED was so stunned by the informa- everything, or bad time to realise his own tion thus suddenly given him, that he had sensations. It was such a moment as is very but a confused consciousness of the expla- sweet in a cottage-garden. They had all nations which followed. He was aware been watering the flowers in the moment of that it was all made clear to him, and that relief after Percival's departure, and the he uttered the usual words of assent and fragrance of the grateful soil was mounting conviction; but in his mind he was too pro- up among the other perfumes of the hour. foundly moved, too completely shaken and Hugh and Nelly were still sprinkling a last unsettled to be aware of anything but the shower upon the roses, and in the distance fact thus strangely communicated. It did in the field upon which the garden opened not occur to him for a moment that it was

were to be seen two figures wandering slownot a fart. He saw no improbability, noth- ly over the grass, Winnie, whom Aunt ing unnatural in it. He was too young to Agatha bad coaxed out to breathe the fresh think that anything was unlikely because it air after her self-imprisonment, and Miss was extraordinary, or to doubt what was Seton herself, with a shawl over her head. affirmed with so much confidence. But, in And the twilight was growing insensibly the meantime, the news was so startling, dimmer and dimmer, and the dew falling, that it upset bis mental balance and made and the young moon sailing aloft. When him incapable of understanding the details. Mary came across the lawn, her long dress Hugh was not the eldest son. It was he sweeping with a soft rustle over the grass, who was the eldest son. This at the mo- a sudden horror seized Wilfrid. It took ment was all that his mind was capable of him all his force of mind and will to keep taking in. He stayed by Percival as long his face to her and await her coming. llis as he remained, and had the air of devour face was not the treacherous kind of face ing everything the other said ; and he went which betrays everything ; but still there with him to the railway station when he was in it a look of pre-occupation which went away. Percival, for his part, having Mary could not fail to see. once made the plunge, showed no disincli- “ Is he gone?” she said, as she came up. nation to explain everything, but for his “You are sure he is gone, Will? It was own credit told his story most fully, and kind of you to be civil to him; but I am alwith many particulars undreamt of when most afraid you were interested in him too." the incident took place. But he might “Would it be wrong to be interested in have spared his pains so far as Will was him?” said Will. concerned. He was aware of the one great “I don't like him,” said Mary, simply; fact stated to him to begin with, but of noth- and then she added, after a pause, “ I have ing more.

no confidence in him. I should be sorry to The last words which Percival said as he see any of my boys attracted by the society took leave of his young companion at the of such a man.” railway were, however, caught by Wilfrid's And it was at this moment that his new ha!f-stupified ears. They were these: “I knowledge rushed upon Wilfrid's mind and will stay in Carlisle for some days. You embittered it; any of her boys of whom he can hear where I am from Askell, and per- was the youngest and least important; and haps we may be of use to each other.". yet she must know what his real position This, beyond the startling and extraordinary was, and that he ought to be the chief piece of news which had shaken him like a of all. sudden earthquake, was all Percival had “I don't care a straw for him," said Will, said so far as Will was aware. " That fel- hastily; “but he knows a great many things, low is no more the eldest son than I am and I was interested in his talk." the property is yours ; '

” and I will stay in " What was he saying to you?” said Mrs. Carlisle for some days - perhaps we may Ochterlony. be of use to each other.” The one expres- He looked into her face, and he saw that sion caught on to the other in his mind, there was uneasiness in it, just as she lookwhich was utterly confused and stunned for ing at him saw signs of a change which he the first time in his life. He turned them was himself unaware of; and in his impetover and over as he walked home alone, or uosity he was very near saying it all out rather they turned over and over in his and betraying himself. But then his uncermemory, as if possessed of a distinct life; tainty of all the details stood him in good and so it happened that he had got bome stead. again and opened the gate and stumbled “ He was saying lots of things,” said Will.

roses.

“ I am sure I can't tell you all that he was ing; and there was no more said about it; saying. If I were Hugh I would not let for Will's jealousy in this respect was not a Nelly make a mess of herself with those thing to alarm anybody much. I am going in-doors.”

But Will had not gone to bed. He was " A lovely evening like this is better than seated in his room at the table, leaning his the best book in the world,” said Mary. head upon both his hands, and staring into “ Stay with me, and talk to me, Will. You the flame of his candle. He was trying to see I am the only one who is left alone.” put wbat he had heard into some sort of

" I don't care about lovely evenings,” said shape. That Hugh, who was down-stairs Will ;“ I think you should all come in. It so triumphant and successful, was, after all, is getting dreadful cold. And as for being a mere impostor; that it was he himself, alone, I don't see how that can be, when whom nobody paid any particular attention they are all there. Good-night, mother. I to, who was the real heir; that his instinct think I shall go to bed.”

had not deceived him, but from his birth he " Why should you go to bed so early ?” had been ill-used and oppressed. These said Mary; but he was already gone, and thoughts went all circling through his mind did not hear her. And as he went, he as the moths circled round his light, taking turned right round and looked at Hugh and now a larger, and now a shorter flight. Nelly, who were still together. When Mrs. This strange sense that he had been right Ochterlony remarked that look, she was at all along was, for the moment, the first feelonce troubled and comforted. She thought ing in his mind. He had been disinherited her boy was jealous of the way in which his and thrust aside, but still he had felt all brother engrossed the young visitor, and she along that it was he who was the natural was sorry, but yet knew that it was not beir; and there was a satisfaction in having very serious — while, at the same time, it it thus proved and established. This was was a comfort to her to attribute his pre- the first distir ct reflection he was conscious occupation to anything but Percival's con- of amid the whirl of thoughts; and then versation. So she lingered about the lawn came the intoxicating sense that he could a little, and looked wistfully at the soft twi- now enter upon his true position and be light country, and the wistful moon. She able to arrange everybody's future wisely and was the only one who was alone. The two generously, without any regard for mere young creatures were together, and they proprieties, or for the younger brother's two were happy; and poor Winnie, though she thousand pounds. Strange to say, in the was far from happy, was buoyed up by the midst of this whirlwind of egotistical feeling, absorbing passion and hostility which had Will rushed all at once into imaginations to-day reached one of its climaxes, and had that were not selfish, glorious schemes of Aunt Agatha for her slave, ready to receive what he would do for everybody. He was all the burning outburst of grievance and not ungenerous, nor unkind, but only it was misery. This fiery passion which absorbed a necessity with him that generosity and her whole being was almost as good as being kindness should come from and not to himhappy, and gave her mind full occupation. self. But as for Mary, she was by herself, and all All this passed through the boy's mind was twilight with her: and the desertion of before it ever occurred to him what might her boy gave her a little chill at her heart. be the consequences to others of his extraSo she, too, went in presently, and had the ordinary discovery, or what effect it must lamp lighted, and sat alone in the room have upon his mother, and the character of which was bright and yet dim — with a the family. He was self-ab-orbed, and it clear circle of light round the table, yet did not occur to him in that light. Even shadowy as all the corners are of a summer when he did come to think of it, he did it in evening, when there is no fire to aid the the calmest way. No doubt his mother lamp. But she did not find her son there. would be annoyed; but she deserved to be His discontent had gone further than to be annoyed — she who had so long kept him content with a book, as she had expected; out of his rights; and, after all, it would and he had really disappeared for the night. still be one of her sons who would bave

"I can't have you take possession of Sel- Earlston. And as for Hugh, Wilfrid had ly like this,” she said to Hugh, when, after the most generous intentions towards him. a long interval they came in. “We all There was, indeed, nothing that he was not want a share of her. Poor Will has gone ready to do for his brothers. As soon as he to bed quite discontented. You must not believed that all was to be his, he felt himkeep her all to yourself."

self the steward of the family. And then "Oh! is he jealous ?” said Hugh, laugh- his mind glanced back upon the Psyche and the Venus, and upon Earlston, which might Major Percival's evident entire indifference be made into a fitter shrine for these fair to the question whether anything it suited creations. These ideas filled him like wine, him to do was right or wrong, had had their and went to his head, and made him dizzy; due effect on Will. He did not see what and all the time he was as unconscious of call he had to sacrifice himself for others. the moral harm, and domestic treachery, as No doubt, he would be sorry for the others, if he had been one of the lower animals; but after all it was his own life he bad to and no scruple of any description, and no take care of, and his own rights that he had doubt of what it was right and necessary to to assert. But he mused and knitted his do, had so much as entered into his primi- brows over it as he had never done before tive and savage mind.

in his life. Throughout it will be seen that We call his mind savage and primitive he regarded the business in a very sober, because it was at this moment entirely free matter-of-fact way - not in the imaginative from those complications of feeling and way which leads you to enter into other dreadful conflict of what is desirable, and people's position, and analyze their possible what is right, which belong to the civilized feelings. As for himself, he who had been and cultivated mind. Perhaps Will's affec- so jealous of his mother's visitors, and tions were not naturally strong: but, at all watched over her so keenly, did not feel events, he gave in to this temptation as a somehow that horror which might have man might have given in to it in the depths been expected at the revelation that she of Africa, where the "good old rule" and was not the spotless woman he thought her. “ simple plan" still exist and reign; and Perhaps it was the importance of the revewhere everybody takes what he has strength lation to himself — perhaps it was a secret to take, and he keeps who can. This was disbelief in any guilt of hers, perhaps it was the real state of the case in Wilfrid's mind. only the stunned condition in which the It had been supposed to be Hugh's right, announcement left him. At all events, he and he had been obliged to give in ; now it was neither horrified at the thought, nor was his right, and Hugh would have to profoundly impressed by the consciousness make up his mind to it. What else was that to prove his own rights, would be to there to say ? So far as Will could see, the take away everything from her, and to revolution would be alike certain and in- shut her up from all intercourse with the stantaneous. It no more occurred to him honourable and pure. When the morning to doubt the immediate effect of the new roused him to a sense of the difficulties as fact than to doubt its truth. Perhaps it well as the advantages of his discovery, the was his very egotism, as well as his youth only thing he could think of was to seek and inexperience, which made him so cred- advice and direction from Percival, who ulous. It had been wonder enough to him was so experienced a man of the world. how anybody could leave him in an inferior But it was not so easy to do this without beposition, even while he was only the young- traying his motive. The only practicable est; to think of anybody resisting his rights, expedient was that of escorting Nelly home; now that he had rights, was incredible. which was not a privilege he was anxious

Yet when the morning came, and the for of itself; for though he was jealous that sober daylight brightened upon his dreams, she had been taken away from him, he Will, notwithstanding all his confidence, be- shrank instinctively from her company in gan to see the complication of circum- his present state of mind. Yet it was the stances. How was he to announce his dis- only thing that could be done. covery to his mother ?

How was he to When the party met at the breakfastacquaint Hugh with the change in their mu- table, there were three of them who were tual destinies ? What seemed so easy and ill at ease.

Winnie made her appearsimple to him the night before, became dif- ance in a state of headache, pale and hag. ficult and complicated now. He began to gard as on the day of her arrival; and have a vague sense that they would resist, Aunt Agatha was pale too, and could not that Mrs. Ochterlony would fight for her keep her eyes from dwelling with a too tenhonour, and Hugh for his inheritance, and der affectionateness upon her suffering child. that in claiming his own rights, he would And as for Will, the colour of his young have to rob his mother of her good names face was indescribable, for youth and health and put a stigma ineffaceable upon his still contended in it with those emotions brother. This idea startled him, and took which contract the skin and empty the away his breath ; but it did not make him veins. But on the other hand, there were falter; Uncle Penrose's suggestion about Hugh and Nelly handsome and happy, with buying up him and his beggarly estate, and hearts full of charity to everybody, and

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