r country does it seem that such beauty is intended for
domestic use. In Italy the beauty is soft, and of the flesh. In
America it is hard, and of the mind. Here it is of the heart,
I think, and as such is the happiest of the three. I do not say
that Mrs. Butler Cornbury was a woman of very strong feeling; but
her strongest feelings were home feelings. She was going to Mrs.
Tappitt's party because it might serve her husband's purposes; she
was going to burden herself with Rachel Ray because her father had
asked her; and her greatest ambition was to improve the worldly
position of the squires of Cornbury Grange. She was already
calculating whether it might not some day be brought about that her
little Butler should sit in Parliament for his county.

At nine o'clock exactly on that much to be remembered Tuesday the
Cornbury carriage stopped at the gate of the cottage at Bragg's End,
and Rachel, ready dressed, blushing, nervous, but yet happy, came
out, and mounting on to the step was almost fearful to take her
share of the seat. "Make yourself comfortable, my dear," said Mrs.
Cornbury, "you can't crush me. Or rather I always make myself
crushable on such occasions as this. I suppose we are going to have a
great crowd?" Rachel merely said that she didn't know. She supposed
there would be a good many persons. Then she tried to thank Mrs.
Cornbury for being so good to her, and of course broke down. "I'm
delighted,--quite delighted," said Mrs. Cornbury. "It's so good of
you to come with me. Now that I don't dance myself, there's nothing I
like so much as taking out girls that do."

"And don't you dance at all?"

"I stand up for a quadrille sometimes. When a woman has five children
I don't think she ought to do more than that."

"Oh, I shall not do more than that, Mrs. Cornbury."

"You mean to say you won't waltz?"

"Mamma never said anything about it, but I'm sure she would not like
it. Besides--"

"Well--"

"I don't think I know how. I did learn once, when I was very little;
but I've forgotten."

"It will soon come again to you if you like to try. I was very fond
of waltzing before I was married." And this was the daughter of Mr.
Comfort, the clergyman who preached with such strenuous eloquence
against worldly vanities! Even Rachel was a little puzzled, and was
almost afraid that her head was sinking beneath the waters.

There was a great fuss made when Mrs. Butler Cornbury's carriage
drove up to the brewery do