moment became as little the objects of desire to my sense, as of passion to my heart." "Well," said Sophia, "the proof of this must be from time. Your situation, Mr. Jones, is now altered, and I assure you I have great satisfaction in the alteration. You will now want no opportunity of being near me, and convincing me that your mind is altered too." "O! my angel," cries Jones, "how shall I thank thy goodness! And are you so good to own, that you have satisfaction in my prosperity?-Believe me, believe me, madam, it is you alone have given a relish to that prosperity, since I owe to it the dear hope-O! my Sophia, let it not be a distant one.-I will be all obedience to your commands. I will not dare to press any thing further than you permit me. Yet let me entreat you to appoint a short trial. O! tell me, when I may expect you will be convinced of what is most solemnly true." "When I have gone voluntarily thus far, Mr. Jones," said she, "I expect not to be pressed. Nay, I will not."-" O! don't look unkindly thus, my Sophia," cries he. "I do not, I dare not press you.-Yet permit me at least once more to beg you would fix the period. O! consider the impatience of love."-" A twelvemonth, perhaps," said she. "O! my Sophia," cries he, "you have named an eternity."-" Perhaps, it may be something sooner," says she, "I will not be teazed. If your passion for me be what I would have it, I think you may now be easy."-" Easy, Sophia, call not such an exulting happiness as mine by so cold a name.-0! transporting thought! am I not assured that the blessed day will come, when I shall call you mine; when fears shall be no more; when I shall have that dear, that vast, that exquisite, ecstatic delight of making my Sophia happy?"

"Indeed, sir," said she, "that day is in your own power." "O! my dear, my divine angel," cried he, "these words have made me mad with joy. But I must, I will thank those dear lips which have so sweetly pronounced my bliss." He then caught her in his arms, and kissed her with an ardour he had never ventured before.

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burst into the room, and with his hunting voice and phrase, cried out, "To her, boy, to her, go to her.――That's it, little honeys, O that's it! Well, what is it all over? Hath she appointed the day, boy? What, shall it be to-morrow or next day? It sha'n't be put off a minute longer than next day, I am resolved." "Let me beseech you, sir," says Jones, "don't let me be the occasion-"-" Beseech mine cries Western, "I thought thou hadst been a lad of higher mettle, than to give way to a parcel of maidenish tricks. I tell thee 'tis all flimflam. Zoodikers! she'd have the wedding to-night with all her heart. Wouldst not, Sophy? Come, confess, and be an honest girl for once. What, art dumb? Why dost not speak?" 'Why should I confess, sir," says Sophia, "since it seems you are so well acquainted with my thoughts?"- "That's a good girl," cries he; "and dost consent then?" "No indeed, sir," says Sophia, "I have given no such consent."- "And wunt nut ha un then to-morrow, nor next day?" says Western.——“ Indeed, sir," says she, "I have no such intention." "But I can tell thee," replied he, "why hast nut, only because thou dost love to be disobedient, and to plague and vex thy father." 'Pray, sir," said Jones interfering- "I tell thee thou art a puppy," cries he. "When I vorbid her, then it was all nothing but sighing and whining, and languishing and writing; now I am vor thee, she is against thee. All the spirit of contrary, that's all. She is above being guided and governed by her father, that is the whole truth on't. It is only to disoblige and contradict me." "What would my papa have me do?" cries Sophia. "What would I ha thee do?" says he, "why gi un thy hand this moment.". Well, sir," said Sophia, "I will obey you.-There is my hand, Mr. Jones." "Well, and will you consent to ha un to-morrow morning?" says Western. "I will be obedient to you, sir," cries she."Why then to-morrow morning be the day," cries he."Why then to-morrow morning shall be the day, papa, since you will have it so," says Sophia. Jones then fell upon his knees, and kissed her hand in an agony of joy, while Western began to caper and dance about the room, presently crying

out, "Where the devil is Allworthy? He is without now, a talking with that d-d lawyer Dowling, when he should be minding other matters." He then sallied out in quest of him, and very opportunely left the lovers to enjoy a few tender minutes alone.

there is not the least conWestern; "you may bid her Dost repent heartily of thy "Indeed, papa," cries she, "I

But he soon returned with Allworthy saying, "If you won't believe me, you may ask her yourself. Hast nut gin thy consent, Sophy, to be married to-morrow?" "Such are your commands, sir," cries Sophia, "and I dare not be guilty of disobedience." "I hope, madam," cries Allworthy, "my nephew will merit so much goodness, and will be always as sensible as myself of the great honour you have done my family. An alliance with so charming and so excellent a young lady would indeed be an honour to the greatest in England." "Yes," cries Western, "but if I had suffered her to stand shill I shall I, dilly dally, you might not have had that honour yet a while; I was forced to use a little fatherly authority to bring her to." "I hope not, sir," cries Allworthy. "I hope straint." "Why, there," cries unsay all again, if you will. promise, dost not, Sophy!" do not repent, nor do I believe I ever shall, of any promise in favour of Mr. Jones." Then, nephew," cries Allworthy, "I felicitate you most heartily; for I think you are the happiest of men. And, madam, you will give me leave to congratulate you on this joyful occasion: indeed, I am convinced you have bestowed yourself on one who will be sensible of your great merit, and who will at least use his best endeavours to deserve it." "His best endeavours!” cries Western, "that he will, I warrant un.--Hark ye, Allworthy, I'll bet thee five pounds to a crown we have a boy to-morrow nine months; but prithee tell me what wut ha! Wut ha Burgundy, Champagne, or what? for, please Jupiter, we'll make a night on't." "Indeed, sir," said Allworthy, "you must excuse me; both my nephew and I were engaged before I suspected this near approach of his happiness." “Engaged!" quoth the squire, "never tell me.-I won't part with

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thee to-night upon any occasion. Shalt sup here, please the Lord Harry." "You must pardon me, my dear neighbour," answered Allworthy: "I have given a solemn promise, and that you know I never break." "Why, prithee, who art engaged to?" cries the squire.- Allworthy then informed him, as likewise of the company." Odzookers!" answered the squire, "I will go with thee, and so shall Sophy; for I won't part with thee to-night; and it would be barbarous to part Tom and the girl." This offer was presently embraced by Allworthy, and Sophia consented, having first obtained a private promise from her father, that he would not mention a syllable concerning her marriage.

CHAPTER THE LAST.

IN WHICH THE HISTORY IS CONCLUDED.

YOUNG Nightingale had been that afternoon by appointment, to wait on his father, who received him much more kindly than he expected. There likewise he met his uncle, who was returned to town in quest of his new-married daughter.

This marriage was the luckiest incident which could have happened to the young gentleman; for these brothers lived in a constant state of contention about the government of their children, both heartily despising the method which each other took. Each of them therefore now endeavoured, as much as he could, to palliate the offence which his own child had committed, and to aggravate the match of the other. This desire of triumphing over his brother, added to the many arguments which Allworthy had used, so strongly operated on the old gentleman, that he met his son with a smiling countenance, and actually agreed to sup with him that evening at Mrs. Miller's.

As for the other, who really loved his daughter with the most immoderate affection, there was little difficulty in

inclining him to a reconciliation.

He was no sooner informed daughter and her husband were, instantly go to her. And when

by his nephew, where his than he declared he would he arrived there, he scarce suffered her to fall upon her knees, before he took her up, and embraced her with a tenderness which affected all who saw him; and in less than a quarter of an hour was as well reconciled to both her and her husband, as if he had himself joined their hands.

In this situation were affairs when Mr. Allworthy and his company arrived to complete the happiness of Mrs. Miller, who no sooner saw Sophia, than she guessed every thing that had happened; and so great was her friendship to Jones, that it added not a few transports to those she felt on the happiness of her own daughter.

There have not, I believe, been many instances of a number of people met together, where every one was so perfectly happy, as in this company. Amongst whom, the father of young Nightingale enjoyed the least perfect content; for notwithstanding his affection for his son; notwithstanding the authority and the arguments of Allworthy, together with the other motive mentioned before, he could not so entirely be satisfied with his son's choice; and perhaps the presence of Sophia herself tended a little to aggravate and heighten his concern, as a thought now and then suggested itself, that his son might have had that lady, or some other such. Not that any of the charms which adorned either the person or mind of Sophia created the uneasiness; it was the contents of her father's coffers which set his heart a longing. These were the charms which he could not bear to think his son had sacrificed to the daughter of Mrs. Miller.

The brides were both very pretty women; but so totally were they eclipsed by the beauty of Sophia, that had they not been two of the best-tempered girls in the world, it would have raised some envy in their breasts; for neither of their husbands could long keep his eyes from Sophia, who sat at the table like a queen receiving homage, or rather like a superior being receiving adoration from all around her. But it was an adoration which they gave, not which she exacted;