Chapter 5
A New and Great Acquaintance Introduced-What we
Place Most Hopes upon Generally Proves
Most Fatal.
AT a small distance from the house my predecessor
had made a seat overshaded by a hedge of hawthorn and honeysuckle.
Here, when the weather was fine and our labor soon finished,
we usually sat together, to enjoy an extensive landscape in the
calm of the evening. Here, too, we drank tea, which now
was become an occasional banquet, and as we had it but seldom, it
diffused a new joy, the preparations for it being made
with no small share of bustle and ceremony. On these occasions our two
little ones always read to us, and they were regularly
served after we had done. Sometimes, to give a variety to our
amusements, the girls sang to the guitar, and while they
thus formed a little concert, my wife and I would stroll down the sloping
field, that was embellished with bluebells and centaury,
talk of our children with rapture, and enjoy the breeze that wafted both
health and harmony.
In this manner we began to find that every
situation in life might bring its own peculiar pleasures: every
morning waked us to a repetition of toil; but the evening repaid it with vacant hilarity.
It was about the beginning of autumn, on
a holiday, for I kept such as intervals of relaxation from labor, that
I had drawn out
my family to our usual place of amusement, and our young
musicians began their usual concert. As we were thus engaged we
saw a stag bound nimbly by, within about twenty paces
of where we were sitting, and by its panting it seemed pressed by the
hunters. We had not much time to reflect upon the poor
animal's distress, when we perceived the dogs and horsemen come
sweeping along at some distance behind, and making the
very path it had taken. I was instantly for returning in with my family;
but either curiosity or surprise, or some more hidden
motive, held my wife and daughters to their seats. The huntsman who rode
foremost passed us with great swiftness, followed by
four or five persons more, who seemed in great haste. At last a young
gentleman of a more genteel appearance than the rest
came forward, and for a while regarding us, instead of pursuing the
chase, stopped short, and giving his horse to a servant
who attended, approached us with a careless, superior air. He seemed
to want no introduction, but was going to salute my daughters
as one certain of a kind reception; but they had early learned the
lesson of looking presumption out of countenance. Upon
which he let us know his name was Thornhill, and that
he was owner of the estate that lay f or some extent around
us. He again, therefore, offered to salute the female part of the
family; and such was the power of fortune and fine clothes
that he found no second repulse. As his address, though confident,
was easy, we
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soon became more familiar, and perceiving musical instruments
lying near, he begged to be favored with a song. As I did not
approve of such disproportioned acquaintances, I winked
upon my daughters, in order to prevent their compliance; but my hint
was counteracted by one from their mother, so that with
a cheerful
air they gave us a favorite song of Dryden's. Mr. Thornhill
seemed highly delighted with their performance and choice, and then
took up the guitar himself. He played but very indifferently;
however, my eldest daughter repaid his former applause with
interest and assured him that those tones were louder
than even those of her master. At this compliment he bowed, which she
returned with a courtesy. He praised her taste, and she
commended his understanding: an age could not have made them better
acquainted; while the fond mother, too, equally happy,
insisted upon her landlord's stepping in and tasting a glass of her
gooseberry. The whole family seemed earnest to please
him; my girls attempted to entertain him with topics they thought most
modern, while Moses, on the contrary, gave him a question
or two from the ancients, for which he had the satisfaction of being
laughed at. My little ones were no less busy, and fondly
stuck close to the stranger. All my endeavors could scarcely keep their
dirty fingers from handling and tarnishing the lace on
his clothes, and lifting up the flaps of his pocketholes to see what was
there. At the approach of evening he took leave; but
not until he had requested permission to renew his visit, which, as he
was
our landlord, we most readily agreed to.
As soon as he was gone, my wife called a
council on the conduct of the day. She was of opinion, that it was a most
fortunate
hit; for she had known even
stranger things at last brought to bear. She hoped again
to see the day in which we might hold up our heads with the best of
them; and concluded, she protested she could see no reason
why the two Miss Wrinkles should marry great fortunes and her
children get none. As this last argument was directed
to me, I protested I could see no reason for it either, nor why Mr. Simkins
got the ten thousand pound prize in the lottery, and
we sat down with a blank. "I protest Charles," cried my wife, "this is
the
way you always damp my girls and me when we are in spirits.
Tell me, Sophy, my dear, what do you think of our new visitor?
Don't you think he seemed to be good-natured?""Immensely
so, indeed, mamma," replied she. "I think he has a great deal to
say upon every thing, and is never at a loss; and the
more trifling the subject, the more he has to say,"-"Yes," cried Olivia,
"he is
well enough for a man; but for my part, I don't much
like him, he is so extremely impudent and familiar; but on the guitar he
is
shocking." These two last speeches I interpreted by contraries.
I found by this that Sophia internally despised as much as Olivia
secretly admired him. "Whatever may be your opinion of
him, my children," cried I, "to confess the truth, he has not
prepossessed me in his favor. Disproportioned friendships
ever terminate in disgust, and I thought, notwithstanding all his ease,
that he seemed perfectly sensible of the distance between
us. Let us keep to companions of our
own rank. There is no character more contemptible than
a man that is a fortune-hunter; and I can see no reason why
fortune-hunting women should not be contemptible too.
Thus, at best, we shall be contemptible if his views be honorable; but
if
they be otherwise! I should shudder but to think of that!
It is true I have no apprehensions f rom the conduct of my children; but
I think there are some from his character." I would have
proceeded, but f or the interruption of a servant f rom the 'Squire,
who, with his compliments, sent a side of venison, and
a promise to dine with us some days after. This well-timed present
pleaded more powerfully in his favor than any thing I
had to say could obviate. I therefore continued silent, satisfied with
just
having pointed out danger, and leaving it to their own
discretion to avoid it. That virtue which requires to be ever guarded,
is
scarcely worth the sentinel.