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A Memoir of Jane Austen

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Early Compositions

Fanny. Well, now I know everything about it, I’ll go away.

Mrs. Hum.

Daphne And so will I.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.–– The curtain rises, and discovers SIR EDWARD SPANGLE

reclined in an elegant attitude on a sofa fast asleep.

Enter COL. ELLIOTT.

Col. E. My daughter is not here, I see. There lies Sir Edward. Shall

I tell him the secret? No, he’ll certainly blab it. But he’s asleep, and

won’t hear me;–– so I’ll e’en venture. (Goes up to SIR EDWARD, whispers

him, and exit.)

END OF THE FIRST ACT.

FINIS.

Her own mature opinion of the desirableness of such an early

habit of composition is given in the following words of a niece:°––

‘As I grew older, my aunt would talk to me more seriously of

my reading and my amusements. I had taken early to writing

verses and stories, and I am sorry to think how I troubled her with

reading them. She was very kind about it, and always had some

praise to bestow, but at last she warned me against spending too

much time upon them. She said–– how well I recollect it!–– that

she knew writing stories was a great amusement, and she thought

a harmless one, though many people, she was aware, thought

otherwise; but that at my age it would be bad for me to be much

taken up with my own compositions. Later still–– it was after she

had gone to Winchester–– she sent me a message to this effect,

that if I would take her advice I should cease writing till I was

sixteen; that she had herself often wished she had read more, and

written less in the corresponding years of her own life.’ As this

niece was only twelve years old at the time of her aunt’s death,

these words seem to imply that the juvenile tales to which I have

referred had, some of them at least, been written in her

childhood.

But between these childish effusions, and the composition of

her living works, there intervened another stage of her progress,

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