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observed, by the admiring neighbours, to be open, as was the hall door, in which Sampson stood, in his Sunday suit, shewing his teeth with an air of joyous satisfaction. Moreover, the well-known favorite myrtle, and the orange trees, and the tall, double oleander, and the fragrant geraniums, had been brought forth from their winter quarters, and were now displayed in their usual vernal station upon the south piazza, inhaling the fresh breeze, and rejoicing in the open sunshine. The mystery was not long unsolved. Their master had returned the night before, and resumed possession of his much-loved mansion, with all its cherished appurtenances. was as bright, his cheek as ruddy, his demeanour as affable as ever. Where he had been, he never saw fit to disclose ; and as the topic seemed an unpleasant one, I never took the liberty of asking him. There have been rumours that he was seen that winter in the gallery of the House of Representatives, at Washington-at the new theatre in Cincinnati, Ohiomand at an ordination in Bennington, Vermont; but I verily believe they were all apochryphal.
On the day after his return, while he was still engaged in examining all his ancient and loved repositories, and mentally preparing for an horticultural campaign, the door of his parlour slowly
opened, and a young gentleman entered, with rather a timid air, leading by the hand a female companion, whose features were hidden by a modest white veil. Mr. Viellecour knew the lad at once, as his godson, Eugene R-, for whom he had always felt a great regard, for his father's sake, and for his own; and who had lately left West Point, having received a lieutenant's commission. Who the lady was, he did not know; until she withdrew the drapery from her blushing face, and discovered to his view the “ dancing hair and laughing eyes” of Betsey Bull.
My tale has grown too long to admit of my describing scenes. I must content myself with facts. Eugene and Betsey, it appeared by their story, had had a good understanding together as to the state of their several affections, from the time the former paid Mr. Viellecour a visit, more than a year before. Lawyer Bull, they thought, and thought wisely, would not consent to their union, under existing circumstances. So they ran away to Connecticut, and got married in Greenfield, (doubtless attracted to that spot by the fame of one of the most eloquent clergymen of the age,) and now they wished to avail themselves of their kind-hearted friend's good offices, to be reconciled to Betsey's papa. Their supplication was not ineffectual; for Mr. Viellecour
undertook the business, and so dealt with old Bull, that he gave his daughter and son-in-law his blessing; and when he dies, as he must do some day or other, I suppose he will give them his property, as he has no other children.
This match, to the best of my knowledge, has proved a very good one; though, as a general principle, filial disobedience entails on the transgressor many calamities; and stolen marriages are rarely happy. Betsey's two babies are as pretty children as I ever saw in my life; and the eldest has been named Adrian Viellecour. He will, I have no doubt, profit by his baptisnal appellation.
As I have made very free use of the names of certain individuals in this story, let me, with my parting bow, beg their pardon if they are offended, and do them all the services in iny power..
I would most earnestly and respectfully recommend to the ladies, that truly excellent milliner, Miss Huggins, who has given up romancing, and, in consequence of so doing, now occupies a large and splendid establishment, on the very Rialto of fashion, where the fair, the gay, and the young, most do congregate.
I would, also, point out to the attention of the gentlemen, the honest and liberal Diodatus Peck, as a superior watch-maker and jeweller, in every respect worthy their patronage.
To all parents, who wish to give their children a cheap, liberal education, I would suggest that the college, the president of which married Miss Peck, and in which the Reverend E. X. Peck is professor, offers a great many inducements to the guardians of youth. The air is salubrious. The mutton is there cheap and abundant. On this, and on fine fresh milk, the students are principally fed. It appears, by the printed advertisement of the institution, that all sciences are taught; the whole circle being accurately divided among nine professorships, the chairs of two of which are at present ably filled by the venerable President; and those of the other seven as ably, by the learned and reverend Dr. Peck. The terms are low, and the neighbourhood is quiet and moral.
I am, moreover, strongly tempted to recommend to the same public, a personage, not the least heroic or important; though the least conspicuous, of those of my tale. I mean the accomplished and unfortunate tailor, who had equipped Plutarch Peck for his legislative campaign. Whoever had seen Plutarch before and
after the said equipment, would have been practically convinced that the old proverb of Manners make the man, was all wrong, and that not manners, but the tailor makes the man.
What an air of gentility and ease, and what grace did this admirable artist shed over the ungainly presence, and awkward pres
ntation of our friend Plutarch! But I must refrain. I fear even to hint at his name, least the mention of it might inflict upon
him a swarm of customers like unto Plutarch himself-statesmen and men of genius all; and thus intercept a great man in his progress towards that fame and fortune which, I trust, await his high deserts. He is, indeed, an artist and a gentleman-but, alas ! he is also
liberal youth, whose speculative skill,