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TREVANION.—Humph! What's all impossible! If you knew all, you would this! (In an under tone)-Am I going be the first to bid me go! to be taken in ?

" You are in debt," said the man PINISTRATUS.-Do not think me of the world, coldly. “Bad, very ungrateful, then, when I say I come to bad-still—" resign my office—to leave the house “No, sir ; nol worse" where I have been so happy.

“ Hardly possible to be worse, TREVANION.—Leave the house ! young man-hardly! But, just as you Pooh !-I have overtasked you. I will; you leave me, and will not say will be more merciful in future. You why. Good-by. Why do you linger? must forgive a political economist-it shake hands, and go!" is the fault of my sect to look upon “I cannot leave you thus: I-I-men as machines.

sir, the truth shall out. I am rash PISISTRATUS-(smiling faintly.)and mad enough not to see Miss No, indeed—that is not it! I have Trevanion without forgetting that I nothing to complain of-nothing I

am poor, and _" could wish altered-could I stay.

“Ha!” interrupted Trevanion TREVANION (examining me thought- softly, and growing pale, "this is fully.)-And does your father approve a misfortune indeed! And I, who of your leaving me thus ?

talked of reading characters! Truly, VISISTRATUS.—Yes, fully.

truly, we would-be practical men are TREVANION (musing a moment.) - fools-fools! And you have made I see, he would send you to the Uni- love to my daughter!” versity, make you a book-worm like “ Sir! Mr Trevanion !-10-never, himself: pooh! that will not do-you never so base! In your house, trusted will never become wholly a man of by you,-how could you think it? I books,—it is not in you. Young man, dared, it may be, to love--at all events, though I may seem careless, I read to feel that I could not be insensible characters, when I please it, pretty to a temptation too strong for me. quickly. You do wrong to leave me; But to say it to your daughter--to you are made for the great world-I ask love in return-I would as soon can open to you a high career. I wish have broken open your desk! Frankly to do so! Lady Ellinor wishes it, I tell you my folly: it is a folly, not nay, insists on it—for your father's a disgrace." sake as well as yours. I never ask Trevanion came up to me abruptly, as a favour from ministers, and I never I leant against the book-case, and, will. But (here Trevanion rose sud- grasping iny hand with a cordial kind. denly, and, with an erect mien and a ness, said, “Pardon me! You have quick gesture of his arm, he added) behaved as your father's son should but a minister himself can disposé as I envy him such a son! Now, listen he pleases of his patronage. Look to me - I cannot give you my you, it is a secret yet, and I trust to daughter—" your honour. But, before the year is "Believe me, sir, I never—" out, I must be in the cabinet. Stay " Tut, listen! I cannot give you with me, I guarantee your fortunes- my daughter. I say nothing of inthree months ago I would not have equality

- all gentlemen are equal ; said that. By-and-by I will open and if not, all impertinent affectation parliament for you, you are not of age of superiority, in such a case, would yet--work till then. And now sit down come ill from one who owes his own and write my letters—a sad arrear!” fortune to his wife! But, as it is, I

“My dear, dear Mr Trevanion !” have a stake in the world, won not said I, so affected that I could scarcely by fortune only, but the labour of a speak, and seizing his hand, which I life, the suppression of half my nature pressed between both mine—"I dare -the drudging, squaring, taming not thank you-I cannot ! But you down-all that made the glory and don't know my heart—it is not ambi- joy of my youth-to be that hard tion. No! if I could but stay here on matter-of-fact thing which the English the same terms for ever-here-(look- world expect in a-statesman! This ing ruefully on that spot where Fanny station has gradually opened into its had stood the night before,) but it is natural result-power! I tell you I shall soon have high office in the ad- has the great heart of her mother. You ministration : I hope to render great look incredulous ;- naturally. Oh, services to England-for we English you think I shall sacrifice my child's politicians, whatever the mob and the happiness to a politician's ambition ! press say of us, are not selfish place- Folly of youth! Fanny would be hunters. I refused office, as high as I wretched with you. She might not look for now, ten years ago.

We think so now; she would five years believe in our opinions, and we hail hence! Fanny will make an admirthe power that may carry them into able duchess, countess, great lady ; effect. In this cabinet I shall have but wife to a man who owes all to enemies. Oh, don't think we leave her!-no, no, don't dream it! I shall jealousy behind us, at the doors of not sacrifice her happiness, depend Downing Street! I shall be one of a on it. I speak plainly, as man to minority. I know well what must man-man of the world to a man happen : like all men in power, I must just entering it—but still man to man! strengthen myself by other heads and What say you ?" hands than my own. My daughter “ I will think over all you tell me. should bring to me the alliance of that I know that you are speaking to house in England which is most ne- me most generously- as a father cessary to me. My life falls to the would. Now let me go, and may ground, like a house of cards, if I God keep you and yours ! ” waste- I do not say on you, but on “Go-I return your blessing - go! men of ten times your fortune (what I don't insult you now with offers ever that be,)—the means of strength of service ; but, remember, you have a which are at my disposal in the band right to command them-in all ways, of Fanny Trevanion. To this end I in all times. Stop ! - take this have looked ; but to this end her comfort away with you - a sorry mother has schemed – for these comfort now, a great one hereafter. household matters are within a man's In a position that might have moved hopes, but belong to a woman's policy. anger, scorn, pity, you have made So much for us. But for you, my a barren-hearted man honour and dear, and frank, and high-souled admire you. You, a boy, have made young friend—for you, if I were not me, with my gray hairs, think better Fanny's father—if I were your nearest of the whole world: tell your father relation, and Fanny could be had for that." the asking, with all her princely I closed the door, and stole out dower, (for it is princely,)—for you I softly - softly. But when I got into should say, fly from a load upon the the hall, Fanny suddenly opened the heart, on the genius, the energy, the door of the breakfast parlour, and pride, and the spirit, which not one seemed, by her look, her gesture, to man in ten thousand can bear; fly invite me in. Her face was very pale, from the curse of owing every thing and there were traces of tears on the to a wife!—it is a reversal of all heavy lids. natural position, it is a blow to all I stood still a moment, and my the manhood within us. You know heart beat violently. I then muttered not what it is : I do! My wife's for- something inarticulately, and, bowing tune came not till after marriage-s0 low, hastened to the door. far, so well; it saved my reputation I thought, but my ears might defrom the charge of fortune-hunting. ceive me, that I heard my name proBut, I tell you fairly, that if it had nounced; but fortunately the tall porter never come at all, I should be a started from his newspaper and his prouder, and a greater, and a happier leather chair, and the entrance stood man than I have ever been, or ever open. I joined my father. can be, with all its advantages ; it “ It is all over," said I, with a resohas been a millstone round my neck. lute smile. “And now, my dear father, And yet Ellinor has never breathed a I feel how grateful I should be for all word that could wound my pride. that your lessons — your life — have Would her daughter be as forbearing? taught me ;-for, believe me, I am not Much as I love Fanny, I doubt if she unhappy.""


We came back to my father's house, “powder or phial that comes to hand. and on the stairs we met my mother, The skilful doctor is he who adjusts whom Roland's grave looks, and her the dose to the malady." Austin's strange absence, had alarmed. “Of that there can be no donbt," My father quietly led the way to a quoth Captain Roland. “I rememlittle room, which my mother had ber a notable instance of the justice of appropriated to Blanche and herself; what you say. When I was in Spain, and then, placing my hand in that both my horse and I fell ill at the which had helped his own steps from same time; a dose was sent for each ; the stony path, down the quiet vales and, by some infernal mistake, I swalof life, he said to me,—“Nature gives lowed the horse's physic, and the you here the soother;" — and, so say- horse, poor thing, swallowed mine !" ing, he left the room.

“And what was the result ?" asked And it was true, O my mother! my father. that in thy simple loving breast The horse died !” answered Ronature did place the deep wells of land mournfully—“ a valuable beastcomfort! We come to men for philoso- bright bay, with a star !" phy—to women for consolation. And " And you ?” the thousand weaknesses and regrets “ Why, the doctor said it ought -the sharp sands of the minutiæ that to have killed me; but it took a great make up sorrow — all these, which deal more than a paltry bottle of phyI could have betrayed to no man- sic to kill a man in my regiment." not even to him, the dearest and ten- “ Nevertheless, we arrive at the derest of all men-I showed without same conclusion,” pursued my father, shame to thee! And thy tears, that "I with my theory, you with your fell on my cheek, had the balm of experience,—that the physic we take Araby; and my heart, at length, must not be chosen hap-hazard ; and lay lulled and soothed under thy moist that a mistake in the bottle may kill a gentle eyes.

horse. But when we come to the I made an effort, and joined the medicine for the mind, how little do little circle at dinner ; and I felt we think of the golden rule which grateful that no violent attempt was common-sense applies to the body." made to raise my spirits-nothing but "Anon," said the Captain, “ what affection, more subdued, and soft, and medicine is there for the mind ? Shaktranquil. Even little Blanche, as if speare has said something on that by the intuition of sympathy, ceased subject, which, if I recollect right, her babble, and seemed to hush her implies that there is no ministering to footstep as she crept to my side. But a mind diseased." after dinner, when we had reassem- " I think not, brother; he only said bled in the drawing-room, and the physic (meaning boluses and black lights shone bright, and the curtains draughts) would not do it. And were let down—and only the quick Shakspeare was the last man to find roll of some passing wheels reminded fault with his own art ; for, verily, us that there was a world without he has been a great physician to the

my father began to talk. He mind." had laid aside all his work ; the “Ah!I take you now, brother, -books younger, but less perishable child was again ! So you think that, when a man forgotten,-and my father began to breaks his heart, or loses bis fortune, talk.

or his daughter-(Blanche, child, come It is,” said he musingly, “ą here)—that you have only to clap a well-known thing, that particular plaster of print on the sore place, and drugs or herbs suit the body according all is well. I wish you would find me to its particular diseases. When we such a cure." are ill, we don't open our medicine- “Will you try it?" chest at random, and take out any " If it is not Greek,” said my uncle. CHAPTER XLIII. MY FATHER'S CROTCHET ON THE HYGEIENIC CHEMISTRY OF BOOKS, “ If," said my father—and here his about. In a great grief like that, you hand was deep in his waistcoat—"if cannot tickle and divert the mind; we accept the authority of Diodorus, you must wrench it away, abstract, as to the inscription on the great absorb-bury it in an abyss, hurry it Egyptian library-and I don't see why into a labyrinth. Therefore, for the Diodorus should not be as near the irremediable sorrows of middle life and mark as any one else ?” added my old age, I recommend a strict chronic father interrogatively, turning round. course of science and hard reasoningMy mother thought herself

the per- Counter-irritation. Bring the brain to son addressed, and nodded her gra- act upon the heart ! If science is too cious assent to the authority of Dio- much against the grain, (for we have dorus. His opinion thus fortified, my not all got mathematical heads,) father continued,—“ If, I say, we ac- something in the reach of the humblest cept the authority of Diodorus, the in- understanding, but sufficiently searchscription on the Egyptian library was ing to the highest-a new language-The Medicine of the Mind.' Now, Greek, Arabic, Scandinavian, Chinese, that phrase has become notoriously or Welch ! For the loss of fortune, the trite and hackneyed, and people repeat dose should be applied less directly to vaguely that books are the medicine the understanding. - I would adof the mind. Yes; but to apply the minister something elegant and cor, medicine is the thing !”

dial. For as the heart is crushed “So you have told us at least twice and lacerated by a loss in the affecbefore, brother," quoth the Captain, tions, so it is rather the head that bluffly: “ And what Diodorus has to aches and suffers by the loss of money. do with it, I know no more than the Here we find the higher class of poets man of the moon."

a very valuable remedy. For observe “I shall never get on at this rate,” that poets of the grander and more said my father, in a tone between re- comprehensive kind of genius have in proach and entreaty.

them two separate men, quite dis“ Be good children, Roland and tinct from each other—the imaginative Blanche both," said my mother, stop- man, and the practical, circumstantial ping from her work, and holding up man; and it is the happy mixture of her needle threateningly—and indeed these that suits diseases of the mind, inflicting a slight puncture upon the half imaginative and half practical. Captain's shoulder.

There is Homer, now lost with the “Rem acu tetigisti, my dear," said gods, now at home with the homeliest, my father, borrowing Cicero's pun the very poet of circumstance,' as on the occasion.* “And now we Gray has finely called him; and yet shall go upon velvet. I say, then, with imagination enough to seduce that books, taken indiscriminately, are

and coax the dullest into forgetting, no cure to the diseases and afflic- for a while, that little spot on his desk tions of the mind. There is a world which his banker's book can cover. of science necessary in the taking There is Virgil, far below him, indeed them. I have known some people

Virgil the wise, in great sorrow fly to a novel, or Whose verse walks highest, but not flies.' the last light book in fashion. One as Cowley expresses it. But Virgil might as well take a rose-draught for still has genius enough to be two the plague! Light reading does not

to lead you into the fields, do when the heart is really heavy. not only to listen to the pastoral I am told that Goethe, when he lost reed, and to hear the bees hum, his son, took to study a science that but to note how you can make the was new to him. Ah ! Goethe was a most of the glebe and the vineyard. physician who knew what he was There is Horace, charming man of the


Cicero's joke on a senator who was the son of a tailor-" Thou hast touched the thing sharply," (or with a needle-acu.)

world, who will condole with you Then, for that vice of the mind which feelingly on the loss of your fortune, I call sectarianism-not in the religious and by no means undervalue the sense of the word, but little, narrow good things of this life ; but who will prejudices, that make you hate your yet show you that a man may be next-door neighbour, because he has happy with a vile modicum, or parva his eggs roasted when you have rura. There is Shakspeare, who, yours boiled ; and gossiping and pryabove all poets, is the mysterious ing into people's affairs, and backdual of hard sense and empyreal biting, and thinking heaven and fancy-and a great many more, whom earth are coming together, if some I need not name; but who, if you broom touch a cobweb that you have take to them gently and quietly, will let grow over the window-sill of not, like your mere philosopher, your your brains—what like a large and unreasonable stoic, tell you that you generous, mildly aperient (I beg have lost nothing ; but who will in- your pardon, my dear) course of hissensibly steal you out of this world, tory! How it clears away all the with its losses and crosses, and slipfumes of the head !-better than the you into another world, before you hellebore with which the old leeches know where you are !—a world where of the middle ages purged the cerebelyou are just as welcome, though you lum. There, amidst all that great carry no more earth of your lost whirl and sturmbad (storm-bath), as acres with you than covers the sole the Germans say, of kingdoms and of your shoe. Then, for hypochondria empires, and races and ages, how and satiety, what is better than a your mind enlarges beyond that little, brisk alterative course of travels—es- feverish animosity to John Styles ; pecially early, out of the way, mar- or that unfortunate prepossession of vellous, legendary travels ! How they yours, that all the world is interested freshen up the spirits ! How they take in your grievances against Tom you out of the humdrum yawning Stokes and his wife ! state you are in. See, with Herodotus, “I can only touch, you see, on a few young Greece spring up into life ; or ingredients in this magnificent pharnote with him how already the won macy—its resources are boundless, drous old Orient world is crumbling but require the nicest discretion. I into giant decay; or go with Carpini remember to have cured a disconsoand Rubruquisto Tartary, meet late widower, who obstinately re

the carts of Zagathai laden with fused every other medicament, by a houses, and think that a great city is strict course of geology. I dipped travelling towards you.'* Gaze on that him deep into gneiss and mica schist. vast wild empire of the Tartar, where Amidst the first strata, I suffered the the descendants of Jenghis.multiply watery action to expend itself upon and disperse over the immense waste cooling crystallised masses; and, by desert, which is as boundless as the the time I had got him into the terocean.' Sail with the early northern tiary period, amongst the transition discoverers, and penetrate to the chalks of Maestricht, and the conchiheart of winter, among sea-serpents ferous marls of Gosau, he was ready and bears, and tusked morses, with for a new wife. Kitty, my dear! it is the faces of men. Then, what think no laughing matter. I made no less you of Columbus, and the stern soul notable a cure of a young scholar at of Cortes, and the kingdom of Cambridge, who was meant for the Mexico, and the strange gold city of church, when he suddenly caught a the Peruvians, with that audacious cold fit of freethinking, with great brute Pizarro ? and the Polynesians, shiverings, from wading over his just for all the world like the ancient depth in Spinosa. None of the Britons ? and the American Indians, divines, whom I first tried, did him the and the South-Sea Islanders ? how least good in that state ; so I turned petulant, and young, and adventur- over a new leaf, and doctored him ous, and frisky your hypochondriac gently upon the chapters of faith in must get upon a regimen like that! Abraham Tucker's book, (you should

* RUBRUQUIS, sect. xii.

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