then, comforted his old aunt exceedingly, and
eased her mind in respect to the boy's passion for Lady Maria. So easy
was she in her mind, that when the chaplain said he came to escort
her ladyship home, Madame Bernstein did not even care to part from her
niece. She preferred rather to keep her under her eye, to talk to her
about her wicked young cousin's wild extravagances, to whisper to her
that boys would be boys, to confide to Maria her intention of getting
a proper wife for Harry,--some one of a suitable age,--some one with a
suitable fortune,--all which pleasantries poor Maria had to bear with as
much fortitude as she could muster.

There lived, during the last century, a certain French duke and marquis,
who distinguished himself in Europe, and America likewise, and has
obliged posterity by leaving behind him a choice volume of memoirs,
which the gentle reader is specially warned not to consult. Having
performed the part of Don Juan in his own country, in ours, and in
other parts of Europe, he has kindly noted down the names of many
court-beauties who fell victims to his powers of fascination; and very
pleasant reading no doubt it must be for the grandsons and descendants
of the fashionable persons amongst whom our brilliant nobleman moved,
to find the names of their ancestresses adorning M. le Duc's sprightly
pages, and their frailties recorded by the candid writer who caused
them.

In the course of the peregrinations of this nobleman, he visited North
America, and, as had been his custom in Europe, proceeded straightway to
fall in love. And curious it is to contrast the elegant refinements of
European society, where, according to monseigneur, he had but to lay
siege to a woman in order to vanquish her, with the simple lives and
habits of the colonial folks, amongst whom this European enslaver of
hearts did not, it appears, make a single conquest. Had he done so, he
would as certainly have narrated his victories in Pennsylvania and New
England, as he described his successes in this and his own country.
Travellers in America have cried out quite loudly enough against the
rudeness and barbarism of transatlantic manners; let the present writer
give the humble testimony of his experience that the conversation of
American gentlemen is generally modest, and, to the best of his belief,
the lives of the women pure.

We have said that Mr. Harry Warrington brought his colonial modesty
along with him to the old country;