praying and drinking, loving and fighting, with the grave

in the hack-ground. Even the same passion will sometimes

transform itself so utterly, as to raise doubts of its iden-

tity ; thus Grief, in passing merely from house to house,

will change in manners and costume as much as if she

had travelled from London and Paris, arid thence to Pe-

tersburgh or Amsterdam. In one place, for example

pale, with dishevelled hair and neglected dress, she will

sit as still as a statue, a very Niobe, in all but the trickling

motion of her tears. In another, clad in fashionable sables,

she will weep becomingly into white cambric, as gracefully

affected as at her first perusal of Charlotte and Werter.

In a third, cased in " abominable blacks," instead of spring

silks, she mopes less like sorrow, than a fit of the sulks.

Elsewhere you may find her violent, hysterical, and noisy,

raining like St. Swithin, sobbing, snuffing up salts, and, at

measured intervals, bursting into a loud exclamation, as if

instead of crying for a husband she was crying mackarel.

Finally, you may meet her at Brighton for a change of

scene, fat, fair, and forty, telling you, with the comely,

cosy composure of a quakeress, that her heart is broken, she

is tired of life, and her address is 10. Brunswick Terrace.

The judicious reader, therefore, will not be surprised to

find the grief at Hawksley and the grief at Hollington not

so exactly alike as two twin sisters, whose dresses, more-

over, have been out of the same piece, and made up in the

same fashion.

As soon as Twigg had dismissed the whipper-in and

his agitation did not make him forget doing what is gen-

teel, for he considerately dipped his hand into his pocket,

and gave Bob a half-crown, as if he had brought him a

hare he fell into soliloquy. Since the memorable fete at

the Hive, the Twigg family had never attempted another ;

and for some time past, their speculations had been very

busy with the festival at the Hall, and particularly whether

it would turn out any better than their own. The downfal

of the domestic jubilee consequently occupied a prominent

place in the citizen's meditations.

" '*

' f Good lord ! good lord ! he said, here's a domestic

blow ! It's come down what I call thick and three-


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