The national whig. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1847-1847, 1847-07-27

"You call very early, and how kind that
is, my dear y pursued Miss Tox. Now,
have you breakfasled ~
"Thank you, Lucretia,' said Mrs. Chick,
81 have. took an early breakiast''-the
good lady seemed curious on the subject Of
Princess's Place, and looked all round il as
she spoke" with my brother, who has
come home"
I" He is better, | trust, my love-" lalter-
ed Miss Tox.
" lie is greatly better, thank you. HEM
! "My dear Louisa must he careful of that
cough, remarked Miss Tox.
otis nothing" returned Mrs. Chick
!" It's merely change of weather We must
expect change"
aOr weather." asked Miss Tox, in her
simplicity.
"Of everything" returned Mrs. Chick.
6 OF course we must It's world Of change.
Any one would surprise me very much,
Lucreua, and would greatly alter my opin-
ion Of their understanding, il they attempts
ed to contradict or evade what is SO per-
fec,ly evident. Changen' exclaimed Mrs.
Chick, with severe philosophy. 'sWhy,
my gracious me, what is there Il at does
mol change even the silkworm, who am
sure might be supposed not to trouble itself
about such subjects, changes into all sorts
OF unexpected things continually"
"My Louisa" said the mild Miss Tox,
sis ever happy in her illustrations"
"You are so kind, Lucretia," returned
Mrs. Chick, little softened, "as to say SO,
and to think SO, believe. | hope neither
of US may ever have any cause TO lessen
our opinion of the other, Lucretia."
6 | am sure of it, returned Miss Tox.
Mrs. Chick coughed as before, and drew
lines on the carpet with the ivory end Of
her parasol Miss Tox, who had expert
ence of her fair friend, and knew that UNI
der the pressure of any slight fatigue or
vexalion she was prone to discursive
kind of irritablity, availed herself of the
pause, TO change the subject.
Pardon me, my dear Louisa" said Miss
Tox, "but have caught sight Of the manly
form Of Mr. Chick in the carriage 7"
6 He is there,n said Mrs. Chick, but
pray leave him there, He has his news
paper, and would be quite contented for the
next two hours. Go on with your flowers,
Lucr, ia, aud allow me to sit here and resto
i" My Louisa knows" observed Miss
ToN, = that between friends like ourselves,
any approach to ceremony would be out of
the question. Therefore" Therefore
Miss Tox finished the sentence, not in
wurds but action and putting on her gloves
again, which she had taken of, and arming
herself once more with her scissors, began
10 snip and clip among the leaves with
microscopic industry.
"Florence has returned home also,' said
Mrs. Chick, after sitting silent for some
time, with her head on one side, and her
paraso sketching on the floor and re.
ally Florence is great deal too old now,
to continue to lead that solitary life to
which she has been accustomed. Of course
4 she is. There can be no doubt about it. |
,hould have very little respect, indeed, r
anybody who could advocate different
opinion. Whatever my wishes might be-.
I | cou d not respect them. We cannot COM
mand our feelings to such an extent as
that"
Miss Tox assentcd, without being par
lcular as to the in,elligibility Of the propo
sltiop.
elf she's strange girl," said Mrs. Chick,
"and If my brother Paul cannot feel per-
fecty comfortable in her society, after all
The sad things that have happened, and all
the terrible dis prrin,menls that have been
undergone, thea, " hat is the reply That
he must make an effort. That he is bound
10 make an effort We have always been
family renal kable for effort Paul is at
the head of the family, almost the only
representative Of it ctt-for what am |!
/ am Of no consequence"
"My dearest love-" demonstrated Miss
Tox.
Mrs. Chick dried her eyes, which were
for the moment overlooking; and proceed
ed:
"And consequently he is more than ever
bound 10 make an effort. And though his
having done so, comes upon me with sort
Of shock-ior mine is a very weak and
foolish nature which is anything but
blessing am sure; | often wish my heart
was marble slab, or a paving stone"
only sweet Louisa" demonstrated Miss
Tox, again.
"Stil, it is triumph TO me 10 know that
he is so true TO himself, and TO his name of
Dombey; although, OF course, ! always
knew he would be. only hope" said
Mrs Chick, after pause, that she may
be worthy Of the name too"
Miss Tox filed little green watering
pot from jug, and happening 10 look up
when she had done so, was so surprised by
the amount of expression " hich Mrs. Chick
had conveyed into her face, and was be-
slowing upon her, that she put the little
watering-pot on the table for the present.
and sat down near it,
"My dear Louisa" said Miss Toy, "will
it be the least satisfaction to you, if ven
ture 10 observe that in reference to that re-
mark, that ], as an humble individual, think
your sweet niece in every way most pro-
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