Christian fiction; Conduct of life -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Mate selection -- Fiction
"Can these happy, useful young creatures be my little inactive, insipid
Astons, Charles?" whispered Mr. Stanley, as we walked away to leave the
girls to sit down to their plentiful supper, which was spread on a long
table under the oak, without the green booth. This group of figures made
an interesting addition to the scenery, when we got back to the temple,
and often attracted our attention while we were engaged in conversation.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
The company were not soon weary of admiring the rustic building, which
seemed raised as if by the stroke of a magician's wand, so rapidly had
it sprung up. They were delighted to find that their pleasure was to be
prolonged by drinking tea in the temple.
While we were at tea Mr. Stanley, addressing himself to me, said, "I
have always forgotten to ask you, Charles, if your high expectations of
pleasure from the society in London had quite answered?"
"I was entertained, and I was disappointed," replied I. "I always found
the pleasure of the moment not heightened, but effaced by the succeeding
moment. The ever restless, rolling tide of new intelligence at once
gratified and excited the passion for novelty, which I found to be _le
grand poisson qui mange les petits_. This successive abundance of fresh
supply gives an ephemeral importance to every thing, and a lasting
importance to nothing. We skimmed every topic, but dived into none. Much
desultory talk, but little discussion. The combatants skirmished like
men whose arms are kept bright by constant use; who were accustomed to a
flying fight, but who avoided the fatigue of coming to close quarters.
What was old, however momentous, was rejected as dull, what was new,
however insignificant, was thought interesting. Events of the past week
were placed with those beyond the flood; and the very existence of
occurrences which continued to be matter of deep interest with us in the
country, seemed there totally forgotten.
"I found, too, that the inhabitants of the metropolis had a standard of
merit of their own. That knowledge of the town was concluded to be
knowledge of the world; that local habits, reigning phrases, temporary
fashions, and an acquaintance with the surface of manners, was supposed
to be knowledge of mankind. Of course, he who was ignorant of the topics
of the hour, and the anecdotes of a few modish leaders, was ignorant of
human nature."
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