What can one feel equal to the satisfaction which arises on looking out in the park?--Three hundred poor are there feasting under a shed erected for the purpose;--cloath'd by Sir James and Lady Powis;--_so_ clean,--_so_ warm,--_so_ comfortable, that to see them at this moment, one would suppose they had never tasted of poverty. Lord Darcey has order'd two hundred guineas to be given amongst them,--that to-morrow might not be less welcome to them than this day. For my part, I have only two to provide for out of the number;--a pretty little boy and girl, that pick'd me up before I came to the shed.--The parents of those children were very good, and gave them to me on my first application. Here comes Mrs. Jenkings.--_Well_, what pleasing thing have you to tell me, Mrs. Jenkings? Five hundred pounds, as I live, to be given to the poor to-morrow from Lady Mary Sutton.-- What blessings will follow us on our journey! I believe I have not told you, Madam, we set out for Faulcum Park on Monday.--_Not_ to stay:--no, I thank God we are _not_ to stay.--If Lord and Lady Darcey were to inhabit Faulcum Park, yet it would not be to _me_ like Barford Abbey,--Barford Abbey is to be their home whilst Sir James and Lady Powis live. Lord Hallum wants me to walk with him.--Not I, indeed:--I hate a _tête-à-tête_ with heartless men.--On second thoughts, I will go. Oh Madam! out of breath with astonishment!--What think you:--I am the confidante of Lord Hallum's passion;--with permission too of the earl and countess.--Heavens! and can you guess, Madam, who it is he loves?--Adieu, my _dear,--dear_ Dean!--Need I say more?--Will you not spare the blushes of your happy daughter, E. DELVES. FINIS. End of Project Gutenberg's Barford Abbey, by Susannah Minific Gunning