When the heart has will, the hands can soon find means to execute
a good action.
Temple was a young man, his feelings warm and impetuous;
unacquainted with the world, his heart had not been rendered
callous by being convinced of its fraud and hypocrisy.
He pitied their sufferings, overlooked their faults, thought every
bosom as
generous as his own, and would chearfully have divided
his last
guinea with an
unfortunate fellow creature.
No wonder, then, that such a man (without
waiting a moment
for the
interference of Madam Prudence) should
resolve to raise
money sufficient for the
relief of Eldridge, by mortgaging part
of his fortune.
We will not enquire too minutely into the cause which might actuate
him in this
instance:
suffice it to say, he immediately put
the plan in
execution; and in three days from the time he first saw
the
unfortunate Lieutenant, he had the superlative
felicity of seeing
him at liberty, and receiving an ample
reward in the tearful eye
and half articulated thanks of the
grateful Lucy.
"And pray, young man," said his father to him one morning,
"what are your designs in visiting thus
constantly that old man
and his daughter?"
Temple was at a loss for a reply: he had never asked himself
the question: he hesitated; and his father continued--
"It was not till within these few days that I heard in what manner your
acquaintance first commenced, and cannot suppose any thing but attachment
to the daughter could carry you such imprudent lengths for the father:
it certainly must be her art that drew you in to
mortgage part
of your fortune."
"Art, Sir!" cried Temple
eagerly. "Lucy Eldridge is as free from
art as she is from every other error: she is--"
"Everything that is
amiable and lovely," said his father,
interrupting him ironically: "no doubt in your opinion she
is a pattern of
excellence for all her sex to follow; but come,
Sir, pray tell me what are your designs towards this paragon.
I hope you do not intend to complete your folly by marrying her."
"Were my fortune such as would support her according to her merit,
I don't know a woman more formed to
insure happiness in
the married state."
"Then prithee, my dear lad," said his father, "since your rank
and fortune are so much beneath what your PRINCESS might expect,
be so kind as to turn your eyes on Miss Weatherby; who, having only
an
estate of three thousand a year, is more upon a level with you,
and whose father
yesterday solicited the
mighty honour of your alliance.
I shall leave you to consider on this offer; and pray remember,
that your union with Miss Weatherby will put it in your power
to be more liberally the friend of Lucy Eldridge. "
The old gentleman walked in a
stately manner out of the room;
and Temple stood almost petrified with
astonishment,
contempt, and rage.
CHAPTER V.
SUCH THINGS ARE.
MISS Weatherby was the only child of a
wealthy man, almost idolized
by her parents, flattered by her dependants, and never
contradicted even by those who called themselves her friends:
I cannot give a better
description than by the following lines.
The lovely maid whose form and face
Nature has deck'd with ev'ry grace,
But in whose breast no virtues glow,
Whose heart ne'er felt another's woe,
Whose hand ne'er smooth'd the bed of pain,
Or eas'd the captive's galling chain;
But like the tulip caught the eye,
Born just to be admir'd and die;