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WHITE, No. 317 Water-street, New-York AT TWO DOL LARS PER ANNUM The AMIABLE WIFE and ARTFUL MISTRESS. An Extract from SANTO SEBASTI ANO, a Novel. 'Though lord Delamore's late acquired dislike to London confines him so much to the country, he has constantly made my mother spend every spring in town, to keep up the family state and consequence in the public eye; and to mix with those of her own station, unmingled with the base alloy, which in the country he is compelled to admit into the society of his family. Last year, being eighteen, I was presented; and a very delightful time we had in town, from the queen's to the king's birth-day: but this year, alas! how sadly different! My father, out of sorts with every one, because he had njustly quarrelled with his son, would not accompany us to town; but staid here brooding mischief, and at length fretting himself into illness. My dear mother, in consequence of mental disquietude, fell dangerously ill the last week in January, and continued in a very [NO. 7. weak and precarious state until the beginning of May. By the management of Selina, my father knew not the danger my mother had been in, until it was past; and just as he heard of it, his terrible illness came on; when I hastened down to him, and found him so weak, so ill, so full of agonising pain, so very near death, that I felt my supposed hatred of him had been all delusion. For two days after my arrival, he knew me not, his feverran so high(his complaint, rheumatic gout); but when his abating pain, and consequent decrease of fever, allowed him to observe me, he eagerly called me to him, kissed me tenderly, said "I looked like my angel mother" (a resemblance he never allowed be fore), and bade me "not to leave him." I meant to obey him; but shortly after, I was compelled to retire with his physicians, to receive instructions from them. On my return to my father, he said to me, in a tone that thrilled through my heart, "My child, go to bed. I remarked how pale and thin you looked; and Holt has informed me, your long and tender attendance upon your mother subdued you, and that you have been very ill, and in a rheumatic fever too. I know that pain, and must feel for you: but hearing you left your sick chamber, for the first time, to come to me; and that since your arrival you never sought Oh, Miss De Clifford ! what delusive dreams of happiness for us all did augur from these emphatic words! During the very slow progress of my father's amendment, his kindness and growing partiali your pillow; has given such painty to me seemed hourly to increase. to my heart, I cannot bear it.--Go to bed, my child.” . . . . . . We talked incessantly of my inother. I ventured to speak of St. Orville; my father seemed pleased that I did so; and we often pursued the subject together. At I wept for joy, at this proof of his affectionate concern for me; and feeling that Nature did abso-length the Gazette arrived conlutely require my taking rest, to taining my gallant brother's late sustain me through, what the phy-glorious achievment; during the sicians apprehended of my father, I retired after two hours' rest, I returned, and found him still; his curtains drawn around him. I sat quietly by his bed side, until I heard him sigh heavily, and move. I then gently drew aside the cur tain, to look at him; when he instantly caught my hand, and pressed it affectionately to his lips. Oh! how my heartthrilled! That night, as the hasty foreboding doctors apprehended, he had a relapse; but it turned out, most fortunately, of little consequence: when, in the first moments of returning pain, poor Holt, overpowered by his sorrow, unguardedly chopped some word expressive of despair. My father, with almost terrifying vehemence, instantly exclaimed- Driveller! I am not dying. I cannot, will not, die! Emily cannot now come to me; and on the bosom of my angel wife, only,' will I resign my last breath. perusal of which, my father wept like a child; and, as soon as abated agitation permitted him to hold a pen, he wrote a long letter to St Orville-what it contained I know not; but it cost lord Delamore many tears. It happened, most unfortunate. ly, that my father was so much recovered, as to be able to walk out before the return of my mother; --a return, I have no doubt, Selina most diabolically retarded: writing for so many renewals of leave of absence.;-first for permission to stay the birth-day; and then that my mother looked pale, and was so weak she was not yet equal to so long a journey;-and this was all, I am certain, because she dreaded their meeting before Monk had an opportunity of working my overthrow in my father's favour, and turning his heart from my mother. Last Monday-oh! it was black Monday for me!--my father walked over to visit that en Howling, when he moaned ; fid chantress Monk and returned without rouge, to look like grief. from her an altered being. No more did his eyes beam with affec-getting with the curtains, when he tion on me : no more was his voice attuned by kindness. Alas! he retuned the harsh, stern father, I had ever before found him. I thanked Heaven, St. Orville's letter was gone, beyond the reach of malice to recal; but I trembled for all the airy castles I had built, for the conjugal happiness of my parents and, alas! alas! the fri gid reception my father gave my mother after a separation of almost five months and after her dangerous indisposition, and his own-cruelty put every lingering hope to flight. I know he was offended at her want of punctuality, in not being at Bridgeport, to which place he anxiously rode this morning, to meet her (the longest ride he has attempted since his illness) dosed, effectually to awaken him; running about, shouting, bawling, and calling every one-impeding all; and doing nothing herself, when his pain became viclent and alarming--but officiously giving him all his medicines, of which, in her tender, agonised anxiety (as she herself termed it) always contriving to spill two-thirds: though she managed never to lose a drop of the Maderia she had continually recourse to, to sustain her through her heart rending attendance: and both Seabright and Holt afirm, they are certain she threw the medicines about, and made all her noises, on purpose to prevent his recovery, being anxious to come into possession of the immense bequest he has made to her. Cer fatigue and disappointment terri-tainly, from the moment my fa bly irritated him--but could not have occasioned such a heartless reception as that: and I cannot but mingle self-upbraidings with my sorrow: for I doubt not my indignant impetuosity increased the malice and machinations of Mrs. Monk. ther's rest was undisturbed and that he got all his medicines, he recovered rapidly. 'On my father's being taken ill, this Circe flew thitler. By his lordship's order, she was admitted, and became his chief nurse :-and such a nurse, Seabright the housekeeper told me, never was before seen!....Sitting rocking herself on her chair, with a face a yard long, to look woe-begone; and 'However, to return to the point, of myself upbraiding.-On my arrival this vile woman retired tomy father's dressing-room, where I most unexpectedly encountered her. My indignation, at there beholding the destroyer of my mother's happiness, almost amounted to frenzy I ordered her instantly to quil the castle; nor dare to contarninate the air I breathed, with her. polluted breath.' Her eyes flashed fire: but I suppose the fire which flashed from mine was |