First Love: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 3Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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First Love: A Novel. Vol. 1 of 3
Loudon, Mrs. (Margracia)
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"May the Almighty Father of the fatherless, and Defender of the
orphan's cause, bless, guide, and protect you, under the name of Edmund
Montgomery, till your claim (if you have such) to any other shall be
known and acknowledged."
The tones of his voice were fine; and, on this occasion, a tenderness
was blended with their depth, supplied by the growing partiality he
had for some time felt for poor Edmund; while his naturally grave and
almost severe deportment, borrowed, when, as now, he had been recently
engaged in divine service, a grace from his piety, a humility which yet
elevated: it was a consciousness, visible, of standing in the presence
of his Maker.
When our party had come out of church, and were waiting under some
trees in the little green that surrounded the building, for the
carriages to come up in convenient order, Mr. Jackson, who still
held Edmund by the hand, turned to Mrs. Montgomery, and, with an
enthusiasm peculiar to himself, and the very glow of which prevented
his perceiving that he not unfrequently produced a smile on the lips of
those who were not capable of entering into his feelings, said, "This
child, madam, is a more perfect personification of my ideas of what
the angels must be, than any thing I have ever before met with, or even
read of."
"You except the ladies, I hope," said Lady Theodosia, "or, at least,
those of the present company."
"I make no exceptions, madam," replied Mr. Jackson, with but little
gallantry of voice or manner. Then turning again to Mrs. Montgomery, he
was about to proceed; but Lady Theodosia ran on thus:--
"It is certainly customary to say of any fine fat child, that it is
quite a cherub; but I cannot see why a perfection so earthly, should
lay exclusive claim to the attribute of angels! The Edinburgh sick
nurse, in that case, would be the most angelic creature among us, for
she must measure, as Sir John Falstaff says of himself, at least three
yards round the waist."
Lady Theodosia was very thin.
"My premises, madam, led to no such monstrous conclusion!" replied Mr.
Jackson, with much more severity of tone than the occasion called for.
"Monstrous conclusion!" echoed the doctor. "Come, that's very good!
The person your ladyship has just mentioned, is somewhat monstrous, it
cannot be denied."
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