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To man in this his trial state,
The privilege is given,
IN THREE VOLUMES.
AVE MARIA LANE.
TRI A L S.
“What do you mean to do with that child, brother ?” said Lady Vincent, one morning at breakfast, to the father of a tall, well-grown girl, about fifteen. “ Miss Mathews told me yesterday that she was getting quite too much for her ; and upou my word I think so too."
« Dear aunt," exclaimed Catherine, whilst her father was studying for a reply, which, iu truly acknowledging that
he did not know what to do with her, was to convey to the comprehension of his sister a gentle hint that he should be much obliged to her to take his daughter off his hands, “ dear aunt, what occasion is there to do any thing with me? I am sure I am happy enough with my plants, and my books, and 'my poney, and my dear Fidele;”—and she began to caress a pretty little spaniel that lay at her feet : “and I give no trouble to any body, if they would but let me alone; but they never can for five minutes together. If I run off into the shrubbery to get a little air, there is Miss Mathews,
Miss Catherine, I am shocked! without your hat, without your gloves, and running off in that manner! is that the proper way for a young lady of fashion to conduct herself?""
" And a very judicious monition too of Miss Mathews,” said Mr. Dorrington, her father. “I only wish that she had possessed authority enough to cause her counsels to be followed ; and that you, Miss Dorrington, could be persuaded into the manners of a gentlewoman.”
“ It is a sad thing, indeed, Catherine," said Lady Vincent, adding her remonstrances, “it is a very sad thing to see a girl of your age (for you are now in your sixteenth year,)--- 1 say it is a very sad, and a very shocking thing, to find you so insensible to what ought to be the conduct and manners of a young woman of rank and fashion."
Why what ought they to be, aunt?” she inquired with a starting tear, and a cheek the pure vermilion of which was heightened with extreme vexation.