The Press.
London, England, 1853-11-19 00:00:00

NOVEMI3Ert 19, 1853.

we believe that it is uow utterly exploded,
even in the reintatt.‘st districts. But to the tale
bet'ore us. Without indicating its plot (which
would be unfair in reviewers), we may say that
the adventures of Frances Delaney from
Snowdon, or Alice Montgomery from Clifton.
with Betsy Davies from Aberglasslyn, arc the
subject-matter of the volumes. Their stories
are woven together, anti their hopes and fears
described in a way that young hulks in their
teens will be interested about. But more ex-
perienced novel-readers, of either sex, will
desire something more new and striking.
We will give some specimens of the style.
Frances Delaney (who relates her autobiogra
phi-) goes on it visit to the Montgomeriem at
Clifton, and Alice Montgomery autd Franees
become friends, and are to dress like
sisters :--

I was alarmed again. Mice talked of wearing blue that
uveninii, and of course, if we were to dress like 'deters. I
must wear the same colour: if there was dressing, there
must he company expected. I felt painfully shy, for there
was neither dress nor company at Iteddgelart. 1 asked in
distress if I was to meet any stranger at di iiii if so. I
begged to be excused appearing, as I bad not been used to
strangers. I besought Alice to stand my friend and pew
tect me from company. If it was not giving offence, I
would rather not enter company, with which I was as
little acquainted as with dancing mid singing. I had
always lived so retired that the very Millie of company
overpowered me. Alice laughed down my fears.
" Oh, no, Frances, we have no 1 company to-day. My
mother particularly requested we might be June this even.
ing as much as poseible, so there will be only 'ferny
Dunevan, whom you will be sure to approve, he is tio quiet,
and John WhYte, whom nobody ever looks at, or cares
about. That is the reason we shall wear blue today.
never care how I look when there are only Henry iiii e-
ven and John Whyte. All your dresses will fit you, dear
Frances, without ally trouble. The loose fashions are
very useful in fitting at a venture, are they nut? 1 nmst,
attend your toilette for a arson to /WO fair play, or you
will be innocently sliding into a Welsh hislgown. which
would bewilder Mr. Whyte. Henry Dunevan, I dare say,
world not diseover the mistake; but. though a Welsh bed-
gown is perfection in Snowdon country, it will not do here.
My father will dote upon you as you are not a hightlyer.
He is so partial to quiet people, Frances, yet he rarely 1.4 '414
one among the young people. I dare say he was noisy
enough himself at our age. He often lectures me hir sing-
ing and dancing alsint the house so touch ; but it is my
nature to be happy."
Alive rang again for her attendant.
" Stanfield, bring Miss Delaney's blue dress and the
blue wreath. My dear Frances, give yourself into my
hands, and remember I know exactly what to do with you.
Now don't start at this poor wreath—it is Very simple,
and will become you extremely. All pale faces—that is,
such faces as yours—look well in blue."
" Perhaps, dear Alice, my white dress will do. I have a
white dress without flounces. Shall I nut look so staring
in flounces ?"

" on will not look alarming in anything with your quiet
expreiwion, France,i. People would lir mor4t attracted by
your appearing in a white shroud. That novelty would
cause emotion. If you do not wish to create an effect
dress like your neighbours. lam vrry &minus you should
steal hearts this evening, and win Mr. Henry's appro-
bation."

One of "the Roses" captivated an elderly
gentleman, Colonel Chisholm, and they are
married. Here is the aged bridegroom's mi
Mature :

Colonel Chisholm struck me as living a very gentlimintly
person. There was nothing else to boast of—but that
attribute is a very material one. lie was not young—he
was not handsome. I did not think he could even claim
the appellation of good•looking. I fancied his legs very
haw, and his miles ant or proportion: and I VMS tit Inek
with long nose and how teeth. Nevertheless,
Chisholm was very gentlemanly, KW looked military and
pleasant. his was rather a showy person in a drawing-
nano, and would be taken for " 1441111,6.41 y " in a eniwil.
tl ;fit he I-mantled the ewart•martisil very well, though
it was evidently an effort. I fancied no lady but " pretty
Mistress Mire" would have drawn him from the elder
port' of the company ; but it was vain to resist her
appeal . _ _

Here we have the description of a young
lady's griefs sentimentally described :

A long, agreeable visit in a strange land ! Truly I had
brought home a diseased heart and a worn-out frame. If
young ereßilltrM are in search of ehange,letthem n..t fl wget
t hey leave happiness behind them when they quit t he parental
roof. Let them osier . hid *lieu to home objects and home
enjoyments, though they may he in a far country, awl shut
nut from worldly advantages, they will pick up disquiets
by the way, and exchange sunshine fur cloud*. When
experience has been dearly bought, it rests a dead weight
upon hand—no one asks to borrow it, sir loves to bear of it
from others. It is easily sought for, quickly obtained. and
can never again he shaken off. Oh, I wished my mother
had declined the Money stershire visit for me! Wns I not
very happy in my simple home? flow happily I spent
my slays in my little book-eloaet, talking with imaginary
in I thought I was very happy at seatgin, but, on
looking back upon that gay period, I eiadd peels:ivy stow
it was great excitement. like the rest of the worklly
young creatures, I was raising my own airy castles, living
is delvaius, and quoirlog 4exply from the cup of plcuouros.