which hath eradicated all the seeds that I had formerly sown in her tender mind. It is you, yourself, who have taught her disobedience.". "Blood!" cries the squire, foaming at the mouth, 66 you are enough to conquer the patience of the devil? Have I ever taught my daughter disobedience? Here she stands; speak honestly, girl, did ever I bid you be disobedient to me? Have not I done every thing to humour, and to gratify you, and to make you obedient to me? And very obedient to me she was when a little child, before you took her in hand and spoiled her, by filling her head with a pack of court notions-Whywhy-why-did not I overhear you telling her she must behave like a princess? You have made a whig of the girl; and how should her father, or any body else, expect any obedience from her?" Brother," answered Mrs. Western, with an air of great disdain, "I cannot express the contempt I have for your politics of all kinds; but I will appeal likewise to the young lady herself, whether I have ever taught her any principles of disobedience. On the contrary, niece, have I not endeavoured to inspire you with a true idea of the several relations in which a human creature stands in society? Have I not taken infinite pains to shew you, that the law of nations hath enjoined a duty on children to their parents? Have I not told you what Plato says on that subject? a subject on which you was so notoriously ignorant when you came first under my care, that I verily believe you did not know the relation between a daughter and a father."—""Tis a lie," answered Western; "the girl is no such fool, as - to live to eleven years old without knowing that she was her father's relation."- "O, more than gothic ignorance!" answered the lady: "And as for your manners, brother, I must tell you they deserve a cane.' Why then you may gi'it me, if you think you are able," cries the squire; 66 nay, I suppose your niece there will be ready enough to help you." "Brother," said Mrs. Western, "though I despise you beyond expression, yet I shall endure your insolence no longer; so I desire my coach may be got ready immediately, for I am resolved to leave your house this very morning."-" And a good riddance too," answered he;"I can bear your insolence no longer, an you come to that. Blood! it is almost enough of itself to make my daughter undervalue my sense, when she hears you telling me every minute you despise me.' "It is impossible, it is impossible," cries the aunt, "no one can undervalue such a boor."-" Boar," answered the squire, "I am no boar; no, nor an ass; no, nor rat neither, Madam; remember, that I am no rat. I am a true Englishman, and not of your Hanover breed, that have eat up the nation." "Thou art one of those wise men," cries she, "whose nonsensical principles have undone the nation; by weakening the hands of our government at home, and by discouraging our friends and encouraging our enemies abroad." ." Ho! are you come back to your politics," cries the squire; as for those I despise them as much as I do a f-t." Which last word he accompanied and graced with the very action which, of all others, was the most proper to it, And whether 66 it was this word, or the contempt expressed for her politics, which most affected Mrs. Western, I will not determine; but she flew into the most violent rage, uttered phrases improper to be here related, and instantly burst out of the house. Nor did her brother or her niece think proper either to stop or to follow her: for the one was so much possessed by concern, and the other by anger, that they were rendered almost motionless. The squire, however, sent after his sister the same holla which attends the departure of a hare, when she is first started before the hounds. He was, indeed, a great master of this kind of vociferation, and had a holla proper for most occasions in life. Women, who like Mrs. Western, know the world, and have applied themselves to philosophy and politics, would have immediately availed themselves of the present disposition of Mr. Western's mind, by throwing in a few artful compli ments to his understanding at the expence of his absent adversary; but poor Sophia was all simplicity. By which word we do not intend to insinuate to the reader that she was silly, which is generally understood as a synonimous term with simple; for she was indeed a most sensible girl, and her understanding was of the first rate; but she wanted all that useful art which females convert to so many good purposes in life, and which, as it rather arises from the heart than from the head, is often the property of the silliest of wo men. CHAP. IV. A picture of a country gentlewoman, taken from the life. MR. WESTERN having finished his holla, and taken a little breath, began to lament, in very pathetic terms, the unfortunate condition of men, who are, says he, always whipt in by the humours of some d-d b-h or other. I think I was hard run enough by your mother for one man; but after giving her a dodge, here's another b-h follows me upon the foil; but curse my jacket if I will be run down in this manner by any o'um. Sophia never had a single dispute with her father till this unlucky affair of Blifil, on any account, except in defence of her mother, whom she had loved most tenderly, though she lost her in the eleventh year of her age. The squire, to whom that poor woman had been a faithful upper servant all the time of their marriage, had returned that behaviour, by making what the world calls a good husband. He very seldom swore at her (perhaps not above once a week) and never beat her: she had not the least occasion for jealousy, and was perfect mistress of her time; for she was never interrupted by her husband, who was engaged all the morning in his field exercises, and all the evening with bottle companions. scarce indeed ever saw him but at meals; where she had the pleasure of carving those dishes which she had before attended at the dressing. From She these meals she retired about five minutes after the other servants, having only staid to drink the king over the water. Such were, it seems, Mr. Western's orders: for it was a maxim with him,' that women should come in with the first dish, and go out after the first glass. Obedience to these orders was perhaps no difficult task: for the conversation (if it may be called so) was seldom such as could entertain a lady. It consisted chiefly of hallowing, singing, relations of sporting adven tures, b-d-y, and abuse of women and of the government. ; These, however, were the only seasons when Mr. Western saw his wife: for when he repaired to her bed, he was generally so drunk that he could not see; and in the sporting season he always rose from her before it was light. Thus was she perfect mistress of her time; and had besides a coach and four usually at her command though unhappily indeed the badness of the neighbourhood and of the roads made this of little use: for none who had set much value on their necks would have passed through the one, or who had set any value on their hours, would have visited the other. Now to deal honestly with the reader, she did not make all the return expected to so much indulgence for she had been married against her will by a fond father, the match having been rather advantageous on her side: for the squire's estate was upwards of 3000l. a-year, and her fortune no more than a bare 80001. Hence perhaps she had contracted a little gloominess of temper: for she was rather a good servant than a good wife; nor had she always the gratitude to return the extraordinary degree of roaring mirth, : |