The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1847-11-27

Edith touches the white lips, and for a
moment all is still. A moment afterwards
her mother, with her girlish laugh and the
skeleton Of the Cleopatra manner, rises in
her bed. 90
Draw the rose-colored curtains. There
is something else upon its flight beside the
wind and clouds. Draw the rose-colored
curtains close
Intelligence Of the event is sent 10 Mr..
Dombey in town, WHO waits upon Cousin
Feenix. (not yet able to make up his mind
for Baden Baden,) who has just received it
too. A good-naturea creature like Cousin
Feenix is the very man for marriage or a
funeral, and his position in the family rem
ders it right that he should be consulted.
"Dombey," says Cousin Feenix "upon
my soul, | am very much shocked to see
you on such melancholy occasion. My
poor aunt She was devilish lively wo-
man.
"Mr. Dombsy replies, every much 50"
"And made up" says Cousin Feenix,
really young, you know, considering. l am
sure, on the day Of your marriage, | thought
she was good for another twenty years. In
point of fact, said so to man at Brooks s
little Billy Joper-you know him, no
doubt-man with glass in his eye ?"
MIR. Dombey bows a negative. 'ln
reference to the obsequies," he hints, "wheth-
er there is any SUGGESTION"
"Well, upon my life" says Cousin Fee
nix, stroking his chin, which he had Just
enough hand below his wristbands TO do /;
Il really don't know. There's mausole-
um down at my place. in the park. but I'm
afraid it's in bad repair, and, in point Of
fact, in devil Of state. But for being a
little out at elbows / should have had il put
to rights; but believe the people come
and make picnic parties there inside the
ratings"
Mr. Dombey is clear that this won't do.
There's an uncommon good church in the
village" says Cousin Feeni K, thoughtfully +;
"pure specimen Of the 4 nglo-Norman style,
and admirably well sketched too by Lady
Jane Finchbury-woman with tight stays
but they've spoilt it with whitewash, | I'M
derstand, and it's long Journey"
perhaps Brighton ITSELF" Mr.. Dombey
suggests.
''Upon my honor, Dombey, don't think
we could do BETTER" says Cousin Feenix.
"lt'son the spot, you see, and n very cheer
full place"
"And when, hints Mr.. Dombey, ''would
| it be convenient p
al shall make point, says Cousin Fee
nix, ''of pledging myself for any day you
think best. i shall have great pleasure
melancholy pleasure, of course) in follow.
ing my dear aunt to the confines of the
in point of fact, to the grave" says Cousin
Feenix, failing in the other turn Of speech.
"Would Monday do for leaving town :"
says Mr.. Dombey.
Monday would suit me to perfection"
replies Cousin Feenix. Therefore Mr..
Dombey arranges TO take Cousin Feenix
down ON that day, and presently takes his
leave, attended to the stairs by Cousin Fee
nix. who says, at parting. "l'm really ex-
cessively sorry, Dombey, that you should
have so much trouble about IL" to which
Mr.. Dombey answers, "Not at all. /"
AT the appointed time Cousin Feenix and
Mr. Dombey meet and go down to Brighton,
and representing, in their two selves. all the
other mourners for the deceased lady's loss,
attended her remains to their place Of rest.
Cousin Feenix, sitting in the mourning
coach, recognizes innumerable acquaintan-
ces OH the road, but takes no other notice of
them, in decorum, than checking them of
aloud, as they go by, for Mr.. Dombey's in
formation, as "Tom Johnson Man with
cork leg, from Whites. What, are yO1
here, Tommy! Foley on blood mare.
The Smalder girls'-and so forth. At the
ceremony Cousin Feenix is depressed, OBJ
serving, that these are the occasions to make
a man think, in point of fact, that he is get
ting shakey; and his eyes are really mois-
tened, when il is over. But he soon recov-
ers; and so do the rest Of Mrs. Skewton's
relatives and friends.-Diekens' Dombey
and Son, for October.