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there, and no sooner had we entered Holboun than letting down one
of the Front Glasses I enquired of every decent-looking Person
that we passed “If they had seen my Edward?”
But as we drove too rapidly to allow them to answer my repeated
Enquiries, I gained little, or indeed, no information concerning
him. “Where am I to drive?” said the Postilion. “To Newgate
Gentle Youth (replied I), to see Augustus.” “Oh! no, no,
(exclaimed Sophia) I cannot go to Newgate; I shall not be able to
support the sight of my Augustus in so cruel a confinement—my
feelings are sufficiently shocked by the RECITAL, of his
Distress, but to behold it will overpower my Sensibility.” As I
perfectly agreed with her in the Justice of her Sentiments the
Postilion was instantly directed to return into the Country. You
may perhaps have been somewhat surprised my Dearest Marianne,
that in the Distress I then endured, destitute of any support,
and unprovided with any Habitation, I should never once have
remembered my Father and Mother or my paternal Cottage in the
Vale of Uske. To account for this seeming forgetfullness I must
inform you of a trifling circumstance concerning them which I
have as yet never mentioned. The death of my Parents a few weeks
after my Departure, is the circumstance I allude to. By their
decease I became the lawfull Inheritress of their House and
Fortune. But alas! the House had never been their own and their
Fortune had only been an Annuity on their own Lives. Such is the
Depravity of the World! To your Mother I should have returned
with Pleasure, should have been happy to have introduced to her,
my charming Sophia and should with Chearfullness have passed the
remainder of my Life in their dear Society in the Vale of Uske,
had not one obstacle to the execution of so agreable a scheme,
intervened; which was the Marriage and Removal of your Mother to
a distant part of Ireland.
Adeiu
Laura.
LETTER 11th
LAURA in continuation
“I have a Relation in Scotland (said Sophia to me as we left
London) who I am certain would not hesitate in receiving me.”
“Shall I order the Boy to drive there?” said I—but instantly
recollecting myself, exclaimed, “Alas I fear it will be too long
a Journey for the Horses.” Unwilling however to act only from my
own inadequate Knowledge of the Strength and Abilities of Horses,
I consulted the Postilion, who was entirely of my Opinion
concerning the Affair. We therefore determined to change Horses
at the next Town and to travel Post the remainder of the Journey
—. When we arrived at the last Inn we were to stop at, which
was but a few miles from the House of Sophia’s Relation,
unwilling to intrude our Society on him unexpected and unthought
of, we wrote a very elegant and well penned Note to him
containing an account of our Destitute and melancholy Situation,
and of our intention to spend some months with him in Scotland.
As soon as we had dispatched this Letter, we immediately prepared
to follow it in person and were stepping into the Carriage for
that Purpose when our attention was attracted by the Entrance of
a coroneted Coach and 4 into the Inn-yard. A Gentleman
considerably advanced in years descended from it. At his first
Appearance my Sensibility was wonderfully affected and e’er I had
gazed at him a 2d time, an instinctive sympathy whispered to my
Heart, that he was my Grandfather. Convinced that I could not be
mistaken in my conjecture I instantly sprang from the Carriage I
had just entered, and following the Venerable Stranger into the
Room he had been shewn to, I threw myself on my knees before him
and besought him to acknowledge me as his Grand Child. He
started, and having attentively examined my features, raised me
from the Ground and throwing his Grandfatherly arms around my
Neck, exclaimed, “Acknowledge thee! Yes dear resemblance of my
Laurina and Laurina’s Daughter, sweet image of my Claudia and my
Claudia’s Mother, I do acknowledge thee as the Daughter of the
one and the Grandaughter of the other.” While he was thus
tenderly embracing me, Sophia astonished at my precipitate
Departure, entered the Room in search of me. No sooner had she
caught the eye of the venerable Peer, than he exclaimed with
every mark of Astonishment —“Another Grandaughter! Yes, yes, I
see you are the Daughter of my Laurina’s eldest Girl; your
resemblance to the beauteous Matilda sufficiently proclaims it.
“Oh!” replied Sophia, “when I first beheld you the instinct of
Nature whispered me that we were in some degree related—But
whether Grandfathers, or Grandmothers, I could not pretend to
determine.” He folded her in his arms, and whilst they were
tenderly embracing, the Door of the Apartment opened and a most
beautifull young Man appeared. On perceiving him Lord St. Clair
started and retreating back a few paces, with uplifted Hands,
said, “Another Grand-child! What an unexpected Happiness is
this! to discover in the space of 3 minutes, as many of my
Descendants! This I am certain is Philander the son of my
Laurina’s 3d girl the amiable Bertha; there wants now but the
presence of Gustavus to compleat the Union of my Laurina’s Grand-Children.”
“And here he is; (said a Gracefull Youth who that instant entered
the room) here is the Gustavus you desire to see. I am the son
of Agatha your Laurina’s 4th and youngest Daughter,” “I see you
are indeed; replied Lord St. Clair—But tell me (continued he
looking fearfully towards the Door) tell me, have I any other
Grand-children in the House.” “None my Lord.” “Then I will
provide for you all without farther delay—Here are 4 Banknotes
of 50L each—Take them and remember I have done the Duty of a
Grandfather.” He instantly left the Room and immediately
afterwards the House.
Adeiu,
Laura.
LETTER the 12th
LAURA in continuation
You may imagine how greatly we were surprised by the sudden
departure of Lord St Clair. “Ignoble Grand-sire!” exclaimed
Sophia. “Unworthy Grandfather!” said I, and instantly fainted in
each other’s arms. How long we remained in this situation I know
not; but when we recovered we found ourselves alone, without
either Gustavus, Philander, or the Banknotes. As we were
deploring our unhappy fate, the Door of the Apartment opened and
“Macdonald” was announced. He was Sophia’s cousin. The haste
with which he came to our releif so soon after the receipt of our
Note, spoke so greatly in his favour that I hesitated not to
pronounce him at first sight, a tender and simpathetic Freind.
Alas! he little deserved the name—for though he told us that he
was much concerned at our Misfortunes, yet by his own account it
appeared that the perusal of them, had neither drawn from him a
single sigh, nor induced him to bestow one curse on our
vindictive stars—. He told Sophia that his Daughter depended on
her returning with him to Macdonald-Hall, and that as his
Cousin’s freind he should be happy to see me there also. To
Macdonald-Hall, therefore we went, and were received with great
kindness by Janetta the Daughter of Macdonald, and the Mistress
of the Mansion. Janetta was then only fifteen; naturally well
disposed, endowed with a susceptible Heart, and a simpathetic
Disposition, she might, had these amiable qualities been properly
encouraged, have been an ornament to human Nature; but
unfortunately her Father possessed not a soul sufficiently
exalted to admire so promising a Disposition, and had endeavoured
by every means on his power to prevent it encreasing with her
Years. He had actually so far extinguished the natural noble
Sensibility of her Heart, as to prevail on her to accept an offer
from a young Man of his Recommendation. They were to be married
in a few months, and Graham, was in the House when we arrived.
WE soon saw through his character. He was just such a Man as one
might have expected to be the choice of Macdonald. They said he
was Sensible, well-informed, and Agreable; we did not pretend to
Judge of such trifles, but as we were convinced he had no soul,
that he had never read the sorrows of Werter, and that his Hair
bore not the least resemblance to auburn, we were certain that
Janetta could feel no affection for him, or at least that she
ought to feel none. The very circumstance of his being her
father’s choice too, was so much in his disfavour, that had he
been deserving her, in every other respect yet THAT of itself
ought to have been a sufficient reason in the Eyes of Janetta for
rejecting him. These considerations we were determined to
represent to her in their proper light and doubted not of meeting
with the desired success from one naturally so well disposed;
whose errors in the affair had only arisen from a want of proper
confidence in her own opinion, and a suitable contempt of her
father’s. We found her indeed all that our warmest wishes could
have hoped for; we had no difficulty to convince her that it was
impossible she could love Graham, or that it was her Duty to
disobey her Father; the only thing at which she rather seemed to
hesitate was our assertion that she must be attached to some
other Person. For some time, she persevered in declaring that
she knew no other young man for whom she had the the smallest
Affection; but upon explaining the impossibility of such a thing
she said that she beleived she DID LIKE Captain M’Kenrie better
than any one she knew besides. This confession satisfied us and
after having enumerated the good Qualities of M’Kenrie and
assured her that she was violently in love with him, we desired
to know whether he had ever in any wise declared his affection to
her.
“So far from having ever declared it, I have no reason to imagine
that he has ever felt any for me.” said Janetta. “That he
certainly adores you (replied Sophia) there can be no doubt—.
The Attachment must be reciprocal. Did he never gaze on you with
admiration—tenderly press your hand—drop an involantary tear—
and leave the room abruptly?” “Never (replied she) that I
remember—he has always left the room indeed when his visit has
been ended, but has never gone away particularly abruptly or
without making a bow.” Indeed my Love (said I) you must be
mistaken—for it is absolutely impossible that he should ever
have left you but with Confusion, Despair, and Precipitation.
Consider but for a moment Janetta, and you must be convinced how
absurd it is to suppose that he could ever make a Bow, or behave
like any other Person.” Having settled this Point to our
satisfaction, the next we took into consideration was, to
determine in what manner we should inform M’Kenrie of the
favourable Opinion Janetta entertained of him… . We at
length agreed to acquaint him with it by an anonymous Letter
which Sophia drew up in the following manner.
“Oh! happy Lover of the beautifull Janetta, oh! amiable
Possessor of HER Heart whose hand is destined to another, why do
you thus delay a confession of your attachment to the amiable
Object of it? Oh! consider that a few weeks will at once put an
end to every flattering Hope that you may now entertain, by
uniting the unfortunate Victim of her father’s Cruelty to the
execrable and detested Graham.”
“Alas! why do you thus so cruelly connive at the projected
Misery of her and of yourself by delaying to communicate that
scheme which had doubtless long possessed your imagination? A
secret Union will at once secure the felicity of both.”
The amiable M’Kenrie, whose modesty as he afterwards assured us
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