en doomed
to disappointment, because she hungered and thirsted after vanities
and distinctions, which never can afford sustenance to an immortal
spirit; and even when she desired to cultivate attachment, it did not
proceed from the pure love of woman--the natural stream was corrupted
by an unworthy motive.

Again years rolled on. In the records of fashionable life, the
movements and fetes of Lady ---- continued to be occasionally noted
as the most brilliant of the season; then rumours became rife that
Lord and Lady ---- did not live as affectionately as heretofore;
then, after twenty years of union, separation ensued upon the public
ground of "incompatibility of temper"--his friends expressing their
astonishment how his lordship could have so long endured the pride
and caprice of one so lowly born, while hers--but friends! she had no
friends!--a few partizans of the "rights of women" there were, who,
for the sake of "the cause," defended the woman. She had been all her
life too restless for friendship, and when the sensation caused by
her separation from her husband had passed away, none of the gay world
seemed to remember her existence. Rose and her husband lived, loved,
and laboured together. It was astonishing how much good they did, and
how much they were beloved by their neighbours. Their names had never
been noted in any fashionable register, but it was engraved upon every
peasant heart in the district. "As happy as Edward and Rose Lynne,"
became a proverb; and if any thing was needed to increase the love
the one felt for the other, it was perfected by the affection of their
children.

"I think," said the old rector, as they sat round the evening
tea-table, "that our school may now vie with any in the
diocese--thanks to the two Roses; twin roses they might almost be
called, though Rosa hardly equals Rose. I wonder what Mrs. Myles would
say if she were to look upon this happy group. Ah dear!--well God is
very good to permit such a foretaste of heaven as is met with here."
And the benevolent countenance of the good pastor beamed upon the
happy family. "I have brought you the weekly paper," he continued;
"the Saturday paper. I had not time to look at it myself, but here
it is. Now, Edward, read us the news." The farther people are removed
from the busy scenes of life, the more anxious they are to hear of
their proceedings; and Edward read leading articles, debates, reviews,
until, under the head of "Paris," he rea