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You may, perhaps, imagine, ihat the fociety of a young and lovely female, fuch as is Mils Julia Ardent, would be a dangerous trial to a man of my sensibility. But, alas ! my friend, you know not low effectually the mixture of infipidity and haughtiness can blunt the arrows of Cama! It is perhaps, for this reason, and to preserve the hearts of young men from the influence of female charms, that ihese qualities are so carefully inftilled at the seminaries of female education, which were described in such true colours by the good Bramin Sheermaal. I was, at that time, too much blinded by the miss of ignorance, 10 give credit to his report. I had lead the Christian Shafter, and was it not natural for me to suppole, that all who called themselves Christians, were guided by its precepts ? From it I learned; that Chrifrian women were not probibited 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 feniale offspring, as to give encouragement to fenjina iles formed on purpose for the exclufiou of knowledge? It is true the informati. on of Sheerniaal, miglit have instructed me in these things, but to the heart that is filled with prejudice, Wildom lifleth up her voice in vain. I
Nothing but experience could have convinced me, that the cultivation of the rational faculties, should, among the Christian women of England, be so rare, that no sooner can one of them emerge from the depths of ignorance, than she is suspected of assuming the airs of 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 sense among the Christians, who would not prefer to the conversation of such a woman, the impertinent tautle of the frivolous, the capricious, and the ignorant. Nor is this much to be wondered at, when we consider, that, by the pains tåken, from the earlie't infancy, to sap the foundation of every folid improvement, the imagination becomes lo.. much stronger than the judgment, that of the small number of females who, under all the disadvantages of custom and prejudice, dare to distinguish themfelves 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 dreis--or an admiration of the mental gewgaws of flimsy sentiment, and high sounding decla
mation, for that of trifles of another kind.
But though I confess my error, and acknowledge, that I deceived myfelf in extending my notions of Christianity to -. every Christian, and of excellence to every female, of England, I still fee fome who amply justify the expectations that were formed by my fanguine 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 in. debted for her instruction. At first sight, one is struck with the fimiliarity, 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 shaped by the hand of elegance, and both move with the fame degree of grace. Yet, notwithstanding this fimilarity, 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 filken fetters of decorum; the adopted daughter of Miss Ardent fpeaks her sentiments with an energy that has never known restraint. Though open 10 convi&tion, and ready to confess error with the candor of a noble mind, the yieids 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, are two very different... things.
An incident which occurred to the three fisters, in the course of their morning's walk, will serve to illustrate these oblere. vations 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-Miss Olivia, with the activity of an Antelope, led the way, and,' with some difficulty, assisted her fifters to follow her example, Just as she had prevailed upon the terrified Miss Julia, who long insisted upon the impossibility of her making the ato tempt, they beheld near them an ole! man, who excited by the screams and promised rewards of Miss Julia, attempted
to lay hold of the horses. To stop them, his feeble efforts were ineffectual! the animals were too strong, and too spirited, to be managed by his aged arm. After a short struggle, the horles 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 paffed.
Miss Julia redoubled her efforts to escape ; The succeeded, and flew to the houle, which she ro fooner reached, than, as is customary with young ladies upon such occasions, the fainted away. When she had faiuted for a deceụt lengih of time, she screamed, laughed, and cried alternately and continued long enough in the second stage of fright, called An Hyfteric 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 fervants.
While we were thus engaged, in flew Miss Olivia. But what a figure! The few tattered remnants of her muflin robe, besmeared with blood, streamed in the