"That is no defence. Those girls go to work so scientifically, carrying
one object first, and then another; and they are so good, and active,
and amiable, and so useful in the parish, and so clever, and defer so
respectfully to my judgment in all things, that I find there is not an
alteration which has taken place in the parish that I did not at first
oppose, and end in a very short time by ordering on my own authority.
Yes, my dear friend, I feel that, if not supported by some person of
stout uncompromising church principles, I shall probably find myself
eating fish on Fridays, and administering castigation to myself in
my old age, and listening to young ladies' confessions, and flogging
Araminta or Tinderella in atonement for their tasting a mutton-chop on
a fast-day."
"It would do them both a great deal of good."
"No doubt of it, my dear Buddle; and if they were five or six years
younger, such things would soon be put out of their heads." And here he
clenched his hand on his riding switch, and looked like the picture of
Doctor Busby. "But, as it is, I think I have stolen a march on them.
Look at that."
So saying, he pointed to an advertisement in the _Record_ newspaper,
which stated that "a curate was wanted for a country parish; he must be
under thirty, an eloquent preacher and reader; and, finally, that no
Tractarian need apply."
"And he's coming, sir; the Reverend Algernon Sidney Mount Huxtable; a
man of good family, tolerable fortune, and highly orthodox principles,
is coming! I expect him next week, and as he is only eight-and-twenty,
and unmarried, I think he will be an excellent assistant in repelling
these attacks on our admirable Establishment."
So, with this piece of information, my dear Charles, I conclude, as I
am anxious to go through the houses in the village, and see the effect
of the announcement on the charming little army which Major M'Turk
irreverently calls St Ursula's dragoons.
LETTER SECOND.
On Monday last, our new curate came; a most gentlemanly-mannered
good-looking young man, with very dark eyes and very white teeth;
and I was pleased to observe, when I dined with him the first day at
the parsonage, that he did not consider these advantages as merely
ornamental, but made excellent use of both. He did yeoman's service
upon the fish and mutton, and cast glances on Miss Christina Smiler
that made her at once give up the opposition she had made to her
father's proposal of keeping a curate, and proved, to his entire
satisfaction, that it was the best arrangement in the world. A pleasant
good-humoured companion, a man of the world, and an unflinching son and
servant of the Church, gaining the rector's confidence by an attack on
Popery, and winning the ladies' affection by a spirited tirade on the
vulgarity of dissent.
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