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You may, perhaps, imagine, that the society of a young and lovely female, such as is .Mils Julia Ardent, would be a dangerous trial to a man of my sensibility. But, alas! my friend, you know not how effectually the mixture of insipidity and haughtiness can blunt the arrows ofCama! It is perhaps, for this reason, and to preserve the" hearts of young men from the influence of female charms that these qualities are so carefully instilled at the seminaries of female -education, which were described in such true colours by the good Bramin Sheermaal 1 was, a-t that tinie, too much blinded by the mists of ignorance, logive credit to his report.—I had read the Christian Shaster, and was it not natural .for me to suppose, that all who called themselves Christians, were guided by its precepts? From it I learned, that Christian women were not prohibited from the cultivation of their understandings; and how could I conceive, that fashion should lead them to relinquish so glorious a privilege? How could I imagine, that Christian parents should be so much afraid of the improvement of their female offspring, as togive encouragement to semina i its so: med on purpose for the exclusion of knowledges It is true the iuformati-on of Shcermaal, might have instructed me in these tilings, but to the heart that is silled with prejudice, Wisdom lifteth up her voice in vain.'
Nothing but experience could have convinced me, that the cultivation of the rational faculties, should, among the Christian women of Eugland, be so rare, that no sooner can one of them emerge from the depths of ignorance, than she is suspected of assuming the-airs os selfimportance and conceit. If she has the knowledge of a school-boy she is thought vain of her learning. Nor are there many men of fense among the Christians, who would not prefer to the conversation of such a' woman* the impertinent tattle of the frivolous, the capricious, and the ignorant. Nor is this much to be wondered at, when we consider, that, by the pains uten, from the earliest infancy, to sap the foundation of every solid improvement, the imagination becomes so much stronger than the judgment, that of the small number of females who, under all the disadvantages of custom and prejudice, dare to distinguish themselves by the cultivation of their ta'ents, few should do more than exchange one folly for another :—substitute the love of theory, for the love of dress—or an admiration of the mental gewgaws of flimsy sentiment, and high sounding deck
raation, for that os trifles of another kind.
But though I confess my error,- and acknowledge, that I deceived myself in extending my notions of Christianity to every Christian, and of excellence to every female, of England, I still fee-Tome who amply justify the expectations that were formed by my sanguine mind. In Lady Grey and her daughters, I find all that I had expected from the females of their country; all that my friend Severan had described.
With them, arrived the two youngest daughters of Sir Caprice Ardent, one of whom has received her education under the care of Lady Grey, while the other has to her Aunt, Miss Ardent, been indebted for her instruction. At first sight, one is struck with the similiaiity, of their features. They are both beauteous as the opening rose-bud, when the dew of morning trembles on its leaf. The eyes of each, sparkling with vivacity, are dazzling as a bright dagger suddenly unsheathed. They are both stiaped by the hand of elegance, and both move with the same degree of grace. Yet, notwithstanding this similarity, the opposite characters impressed by education is visible in each.—.While over the graces of Miss Caroline, is thrown the bewitching veil of timidity,
and her every action is bound in the silken setters of decorum; the adopted daughter of Miss Ardent speaks her sentiments with an energy that has never known restraiut. Though open to conviction, and ready to confess error with the candor of a noble mind, she yields less to the authority of persons, than to that of reason; and it is easy to perceive, has been early taught, that to be weak, and to be amiable, arc two very different things.
An incident which occurred to the three sisters, in the course of their morning's walk, will serve to illustrate these observations upon their characters.
It appears, that having strayed into a narrow lane, they were frightened at the appearance of a horse and cart, coming towards them so quickly, as to leave them no other method of escaping, than to climb a steep bank, and to get over the pailing into their father's park,—Mise Olivia, with the activity of an Antelope, led the way, and,',with some difficulty, assisted her sisters to follow her example^ Just as she had prevailed upon the terrified Miss Julia, who long insisted upon the nnpoffibility of her making the attempt, they beheld near them an old man, who excited by the screams and promised rewards of Miss Julia, attempted
to lay hold of the horses. Tostop them, his feeble efforts were ineffectual! thd animals were too strong, and too spirited „ to be managed by his aged arm. After a short struggle, the horses sprung over him and in a moment the mangled and bleeding body was discovered lying, to all appearance, lifeless, in the track which. the cart had passed.
Mils Julia redoubled her efforts toescape; lhe succeeded, and flew to the house, which she no sooner reached, than, as is customary with young ladies upon such occasions, she fainted away. When she had fainted for a decent length of time, she screamed, laughed, and criedalternately and continued long enough in the second stage of fright, called An Hysteric Fit, to draw round her the greatest part of the family. Indeed, there was full employment for them all. One held to her nose a bunch of burnt feathers; another chafed her temples with a drug, called Hartshorn; a third held to her lips drops and cordials, while the rest ran about the room, opening the windows, ringing the bells, and giving directions to the servants.
While we were thus engaged, in flew Miss Olivia. But what a figure! The few tattered remnants of her muffin robe, besmeared with blood, streamed in the