The Exclusives (vol. 1 of 3)Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
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The Exclusives (vol. 1 of 3)
Bury, Charlotte Campbell, Lady
Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
But, however much this fatal influence might affect the general line of
his conduct, the good seeds sown in early life, though sadly choaked as
they had been, were not yet totally eradicated; and on the morning of
the Easter festival, he took his way to the village to obey the calling
bell of church. The service had begun when he entered, and it was not
till the first lesson was commenced that he lifted his eyes from the
book, and beheld in the family pew opposite Lady Hamlet Vernon. A flush
of various feelings coloured his cheek, and suffused with a richer glow
even the whiteness of his forehead. She is then, he thought, in despite
of the example around her, really good;--she has listened to my advice;
she has come to the fountain-head for instruction--all is well! He then
endeavoured to follow the service throughout its solemn beauty; but his
mind was disturbed, and his thoughts wandered.
When the congregation was dismissed, of course he bowed and approached
Lady Hamlet Vernon with the greetings of the morning salutations, and
offering her his arm, they walked slowly on into the church-yard;
it was one of those quiet gray days, which belong neither to winter
nor spring, but owned affinity with both, and there was a freshness
in the odour of the new trodden grass, which might have been deemed
the precursor of flowers, had not a frosty air chilled the sweet
promise;--some fine old yews surrounded the church-yard, and the
gay colours of the country peoples' ribbons and cloaks appeared in
brilliant relief as they lingered beneath the dark boughs.
The rustic curtsey, and abrupt inclination of respect, which were
offered in homage to Lord D'Esterre and Lady Hamlet Vernon on either
side, as they passed through the village throng, indicated that the
actions of those in the higher ranks of life can never be disregarded
by the lower; a kind of deep respect, and an apparent satisfaction,
sat on the countenances of these good people, and they showed by their
very looks and manner, that they felt the hallowing of the sabbath to
be a link of sympathy existing between them and their superiors, which
mutually allied them in the bonds of christian fellowship.
These are feelings which, even in the uneducated, are still indigenous
to the human heart, and, if cherished and preserved, become as
productive of good as, when neglected or contemned, they tend to
incalculable evil. As Lord Albert and Lady Hamlet Vernon passed along,
the latter observed:
"I love to linger here; these rude memorials of love and respect to
the dead" (pointing to the graves at their feet) "are a mournful
gratification to the living; they tell us that in our turn we may at
least hope to remain some short time in the memories of those whom we
quit; but after all, _tout passe_," and she sighed heavily;--"yes,
_here_ undoubtedly all that the proudest trophies can do, is for a time
to point the moral of a good or bad character by the stone that covers
or decorates the tomb."
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