small thing that kindles his
passion. In short, London is not a
place to come to hear the
tidings of
salvation preeched,--no that I
mean to deny that there is not herine more than five righteous
persons in it, and I trust the cornal's hagent is one; for if he is
not, we are
undone, having been obligated to take on already more
than a hundred pounds of debt, to the
account of our living, and the
legacy yet in the dead thraws. But as I mean this for a spiritual
letter, I will say no more about the root of all evil, as it is
called in the words of truth and
holiness; so referring you to what
I have told Miss Mally Glencairn about the
legacy and other things
nearest my heart, I remain, my dear Mrs. Glibbans, your fellou
Christian and
sinner, JANET PRINGLE.
Mrs. Glibbans received this letter between the preachings, and it
was observed by all her
acquaintance during the afternoon service,
that she was a laden woman. Instead of
standing up at the prayers,
as her wont was, she kept her seat, sitting with
downcast eyes, and
ever and anon her left hand, which was laid over her book on the
reading-board of the pew, was raised and allowed to drop with a
particular moral
emphasis, bespeaking the
mournful cogitations of
her spirit. On leaving the church, somebody whispered to the
minister, that surely Mrs. Glibbans had heard some sore news; upon
which that meek, mild, and
modest good soul
hastened towards her,
and inquired, with more than his usual kindness, How she was? Her
answer was brief and
mysterious; and she shook her head in such a
manner that showed him all was not right. "Have you heard
lately of
your friends the Pringles?" said he, in his sedate manner--"when do
they think of leaving London?'
"I wish they may ever get out o't," was the agitated reply of the
afflicted lady.
"I am very sorry to hear you say so," responded the
minister. "I
thought all was in a fair way to an issue of the settlement. I'm
very sorry to hear this."
"Oh, sir," said the
mourner, "don't think that I am grieved for them
and their
legacy--filthy lucre--no, sir; but I have had a letter
that has made my hair stand on end. Be none surprised if you hear
of the earth
opening, and London swallowed up, and a voice crying in
the
wilderness, 'Woe, woe.'"
The gentle
priest was much surprised by this information; it was
evident that Mrs. Glibbans had received a terrible
account of the
wickedness of London; and that the weight upon her pious spirit was
owing to that cause. He,
therefore, accompanied her home, and
ad
ministered all the
consolation he was able to give; assuring her,
that it was in the power of Omnipotence to
convert the stony heart
into one of flesh and
tenderness, and to raise the British
metropolis out of the miry clay, and place it on a hill, as a city
that could not be hid; which Mrs. Glibbans was so
thankful to hear,
that, as soon as he had left her, she took her tea in a satisfactory
frame of mind, and went the same night to Miss Mally Glencairn to
hear what Mrs. Pringle had said to her. No visit ever happened more
opportunely; for just as Mrs. Glibbans knocked at the door, Miss
Isabella Tod made her appearance. She had also received a letter
from Rachel, in which it will be seen that
reference was made
likewise to Mrs. Pringle's
epistle to Miss Mally.
LETTER XIX
Miss Rachel Pringle to Miss Isabella Tod--LONDON.
My Dear Bell--How delusive are the flatteries of fortune! The
wealth that has been showered upon us, beyond all our hopes, has
brought no pleasure to my heart, and I pour my unavailing sighs for
your
absence, when I would
communicate the cause of my unhappiness.
Captain Sabre has been most assiduous in his attentions, and I must
confess to your sympathising bosom, that I do begin to find that he
has an interest in mine. But my mother will not listen to his
proposals, nor allow me to give him any
encouragement, till the
fatal
legacy is settled. What can be her
motive for this, I am
unable to
divine; for the captain's fortune is far beyond what I
could ever have expected without the
legacy, and equal to all I
could hope for with it. If,
therefore, there is any doubt of the
legacy being paid, she should allow me to accept him; and if there
is none, what can I do better? In the
meantime, we are going about
seeing the sights; but the general
mourning is a great
drawback on
the splendour of
gaiety. It ends, however, next Sunday; and then
the ladies, like the spring flowers, will be all in full
blossom. I
was with the Argents at the opera on Saturday last, and it far
surpassed my ideas of
grandeur. But the singing was not good--I
never could make out the end or the
beginning of a song, and it was
drowned with the violins; the
scenery, however, was lovely; but I
must not say a word about the dancers, only that the females behaved
in a manner so
shocking, that I could scarcely believe it was
possible for the
delicacy of our sex to do. They are, however, all
foreigners, who are, you know, naturally of a licentious
character,
especially the French women.
We have taken an
elegant house in Baker Street, where we go on
Monday next, and our own new
carriage is to be home in the course of
the week. All this, which has been done by the advice of Mrs.
Argent, gives my mother great
uneasiness, in case anything should
yet happen to the
legacy. My brother, however, who knows the law
better than her, only laughs at her fears, and my father has found
such a wonderful deal to do in religion here, that he is quite
delighted, and is busy from morning to night in
writing letters, and
giving
charitable donations. I am soon to be no less busy, but in
another manner. Mrs. Argent has
advised us to get in accomplished
masters for me, so that, as soon as we are removed into our own
local
habitation, I am to begin with
drawing and music, and the
foreign languages. I am not, however, to learn much of the piano;
Mrs. A. thinks it would take up more time than I can now afford; but
I am to be
cultivated in my singing, and she is to try if the master
that taught Miss Stephens has an hour to spare--and to use her
influence to
persuade him to give it to me, although he only
receives pupils for perfectioning, except they belong to families of
distinction.
My brother had a hankering to be made a member of Parliament, and
got Mr. Charles Argent to speak to my father about it, but neither
he nor my mother would hear of such a thing, which I was very sorry
for, as it would have been so
convenient to me for getting franks;
and I wonder my mother did not think of that, as she
grudges nothing
so much as the price of
postage. But nothing do I
grudge so little,
especially when it is a letter from you. Why do you not write me
oftener, and tell me what is
saying about us, particularly by that
spiteful toad, Becky Glibbans, who never could hear of any good
happening to her
acquaintance, without being as angry as if it was
obtained at her own expense?
I do not like Miss Argent so well on
acquaintance as I did at first;
not that she is not a very fine lassie, but she gives herself such
airs at the harp and piano--because she can play every sort of music
at the first sight, and sing, by looking at the notes, any song,
although she never heard it, which may be very well in a play-actor,
or a
governess, that has to win her bread by music; but I think the
education of a
modest young lady might have been better conducted.
Through the
civility of the Argents, we have been introduced to a
great number of families, and been much invited; but all the parties
are so ceremonious, that I am never at my ease, which my brother
says is owing to my
rustic education, which I cannot understand;
for, although the people are finer dressed, and the dinners and
rooms grander than what I have seen, either at Irvine or Kilmarnock,
the company are no wiser; and I have not met with a single literary
character among them. And what are ladies and gentlemen without
mind, but a well-dressed mob! It is to mind alone that I am at all
disposed to pay the
homage of diffidence.
The
acquaintance of the Argents are all of the first
circle, and we
have got an
invitation to a route from the Countess of J-y, in
consequence of meeting her with them. She is a
charming woman, and