A Modern Telemachus

o'er the flo

ll has ta'en h

well's G

imes accompanied her husband on his expeditions, and had only not gone with him to M

chambre, a dark blue wrapper, embroidered with white, and put on more neatly than was always the case with French ladies in déshabille. The hoop, long stiff stays, rich brocade r

olours, as a little brisk, bonny woman, with no actual beauty, but very expressive light gr

sorts of undesirable goods into them; and Ulysse had collected his toys, and was pleading earnestly that

ed, a wooden, highly painted lady, bedizened in brocade, and so dear to her soul that it was hard to be told that she was too old for such toys, and that the Swedes would be shocked to see the Ambassador's daughter embracing a do

pray you to let

! What? Télémaque? Not "Prince P

ed of the

d'Aulnoy's F

mma; I love nothing s

oll child!' sa

e going to be

end!' said t

stead of staying at home to weave and unweave webs.

help smiling at her little daughter's glib mythology, while going to the res

fared better on the lips of La Jeunesse than it would have done on those of his predecessor. There was considerable intimacy among all the Jacobite exiles in and about Paris; and Winifred, Counte

to feast her eyes on the heroine, remained in her corner, usefully employed in disentangling the embroilment of silks, and with the illustrations to her beloved Télémaque as a re

yed, the lace on the neck and sleeves washed and mended; there were no jewels on the sleeves, though the long gloves fitted exquisitely, no gems in the buckles of the high-heeled shoes, and the only ornament in the carefully rolled and powdered hair, a white rose. Her

sion, on the other for déshabille, so they concluded with an embrace really affectionat

n of simplicity had set in; and Estelle had undone two desperate knots in the green and yello

t to rejoin Mon

to have that

I have been bold eno

is always a delight to

hen she hears that it is to

on me for whatever

her formality in her eagerness, 'we shall be for ever beholden to you, and you

ch Countess, becoming a little on her guard, as the wife of a diplomatist, r

ver been presented to Madame. His name is Arthur Maxwe

e by Vandyke? It seems to me that I have seen him with M. le Comte

m they had always been jealous. The eldest was a creature of my Lord Stair, and altogether a Whig; indeed, he now holds an office at the Court of the Elector of Hanover, and has been created one of his peers. (The scorn with which the gentle Winifred uttered those words was worth seeing, and the other noble lady gave a

en with the de

the night he made his escape and joined the royal army. My husband was grieved to see him, told him he had no right to political opinions, and tried to send him home in time to make his peace before all was lost. Alas! no. The little fellow did, indeed, pass out safely from Preston, but only to join my Lord Mar. He was among the gentlemen w

r mo

t brother, Lord Burnside as they call him, dreads so much as that it should be known that one of his family was engaged in the campaign, or that he is keeping such ill company as we are. Therefore, at her request, we have never called him Hope, but le

g that he should liv

usurpers, so long as her son is safe and a good lad. Nay, for my part, we all lived peaceably and happ

nowledged him,' put

onsequences; but oh! when I look at the misery and desolation that has come of it, when I think of the wives not so happy as I am, when I see my dear Lord wearing out his life in banishment, and think

g French subjects, honour stayed both him and the Duke as long as the Regent made no move.' The good lady, of course, thought that the Marshal Duk

as a traitor, and had an enthusiasm for my husband, who had been kind to him. It was a mere boy's escapade, and if he had returned home when my Lord bade him, it would

Chevalier de St. George were other than he

men, no occupation worthy of their sex. We women are not so ill off, with our children and domestic affairs; but it breaks my heart to see brave gentlemen's lives thus wasted. We have done our best for Arthur. He ha

uggested Mada

he is Pro

med the lady, drawi

opinions in the background. But you understand that it is another reason for wishing to convey him, if n

ave me do?' said Madame

thus conduct him to Sweden; Lady Hope would find means to communicate with him from thence, the poor youn

paused to ask whether the youth had shown any tendency to run i

the Earl, and a kind playfellow to her little girls; it was his very excellence that made it s

men besides her brother-in-law, the Abbé, who was of almost as little account as his young nephew. 'But I should warn you, Madame,' added Madame de Bourke, 'that it may be a very dangerous journey.

en otherwise than a cheerful and p

well!' replied the other lady; 'but we have to pass through the m

f women, and belong to an a

istories of Spanish cruelty and lawlessness that would make you shudder! You cannot guess

end,' said Lady Nithsdale kindly; 'bu

de Bourke. 'Let us proceed to the affairs.

resented to her that evening by the Earl, at the farewell reception which Madame de Varennes was to hold

the party were to go southward to meet her father at one of the Mediterranean ports, as the English Government were so suspicious of Jacobites that he did not venture on tak

Sea and be in danger,' she said to herself, unfolding the map at the beginning

er, and she prevailed, for mamma pronounced that she had been very sage and reasonable all day, and the grandmamma, who was so soon to part with her, could ref

aden trees, drifts of snow, diamond icicles, and even a cottage beside an ice-bound stream. She could ill spare the time, and longed to be excused; but the artist had begged so hard to be allowed to carry out his brilliant and unique idea, this last time of attending on Madame l'Ambassadrice, that there was no resisting him, and perhaps her strange forebodings made her less willing to inflict a disappointment on the poor man. It would have been strange to contrast the fabric of vanity building up outside her head, with the melancholy bodings within it, as she sat motionless under the hairdresser's fingers; but at th

Irish features, but without their drollery, and his face was what might have been expected in a half-starved, half-clad gossoon in a

elle's lamented Dutch-jointed doll when made to sit down. Moreover, he was more shabbily dressed than any other gentleman present, with a general outgrown look about his coat, and darns in his silk stockings; and though they were made by the hand of a

nguages?' 'French, English, Latin, and some Greek.' 'And, Madame,' added Lord Nithsdale, 'not only is his French much better than mine,

ador's household for whom she demanded passports. Her position rendered this no matter of difficulty, and it was wiser to give the full truth to the home authorities; but as it was desirable that it should not be reported

cribing him to her brother. 'I shall not like h

e; 'King Arthur was

a crow-a great black skin