Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Chapter I
 Chapter II
 Chapter III
 Chapter IV
 Chapter V
 Chapter VI
 Chapter VII
 Chapter VIII
 Chapter IX
 Chapter X
 Chapter XI
 Chapter XII
 Chapter XIII
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Title: Glenowen
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Title: Glenowen or, The fairy palace, a tale
Alternate Title: The fairy palace
Physical Description: 193 p. 4 leaves of plates : ill. ; 15 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Sleath, Eleanor
Harris, John, 1756-1846 ( Publisher )
Black and Co ( Publisher )
Cox and Baylis ( Printer )
Publisher: Printed for Black and Co., Leadenhall Street
J. Harris, St. Paul's Church Yard
Place of Publication: London
Manufacturer: Cox and Baylis, Great Queen Street.
Publication Date: 1815
Subject: Fairy tales   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
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Fairy tales -- 1815   ( rbgenr )
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Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
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Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Citation/Reference: Moon. John Harris's books for youth, 1801-1843.
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General Note: Signatures: B-R⁶, 1 unsigned leaf.
Statement of Responsibility: by Eleanor Sleath; illustrated with engravings.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter 1
        Front Matter 2
    Half Title
        Half Title 1
        Half Title 2
        Half Title 3
    Title Page
        Title Page 1
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    Chapter I
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Printed for Black and Co-, Leadenhall Street, and J. Harris, St. Paul's Church Yard.

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Parents, Guardians, and Friends
YOUNG PERSONS In early Youth,

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" O my dear, sweet mamma!" cried Charles Evelynn, how pale and thin you look to day : when will you be well, and get up, and put on your pretty bonnet, and go out with me and Rosa to gather violets in the glen, as you used to do ?"" Hush, my dear," said a good old woman, who sat in a corner by the fire, with little Rosa on her knee, you will disturb your poor mamma."" I would not disturb her b 2 for

for the world/' cried Charles, tears starting in his eyes; but why does not she get well again ? She told Rosa when she was poorly, 'if she would take her physic she would not be sick any more; but my mamma takes physic, and yet she is sick."
i: Alas, my sweet innocent babes," faintly uttered Mrs. Evelynn, have they yet to learn that they will soon be orphans? Come hither, Charles," cried she, in a tone of voice which seemed to imply no little effort of resolution ; you and Rosa, my love, will soon be left without any earthly friend, except your dear good nurse, Dame Morgan, who has promised to take care of, and be kind to you : you .will love her for

her own sake as well as for mine, she is the best and steadiest of my friends."
" O but you will not leave us mamma," cried Charles, mournfully.;" It is the will of God, my little cherub," said the now almost exhausted Mrs. Evelynn, pressing her pale lips to his ruddy cheek,on which ahot tearnow fell. You must not, shall not go, mamma," cried Rosa, springing from her nurse's knee; no it would break poor Rosa's heart. Say, say, my dear mamma you will not leave us." This is too much," cried Mrs. Evelynn, whose emotions, as she pressed her little darlings to her heart, seemed to partake, of agony : O spare me this trying scene!"

The Nurse, or Dame Morgan, as we shall henceforth call her, was a mournful spectator of aq interview calculated to interest every tender feeling of her nature. Ah, well-a-day," was uttered more than once, in a tone of the kindest sympathy, till alarmed by the increased emotions of Mrs. Evelynn, she took Rosa in her arms, and giving a hand to Charles, led them slowly and reluctantly down stairs; promising, if their mamma was better, they should be allowed to see her again soon.
Mrs. Evelynn was the widow of a clergyman of great respectability, whose death happened about three years before the commencement of our history. Having little or no property beside his church preferment, he had left her at

the early age of two and thirty, in circumstances comparatively indigent,with two children, one having just passed the first period of infancy, the other only three years older. At the death of Mr. Evelynn, the living of Glenowen became the property of a non-resident clergyman, who allowed Mrs. Evelynn to continue at the Vicarage during her pleasure, but between whom and herself no intercourse had ever passed.
As Mrs. Evelynn's disorder had commenced with some very dangerous symptoms, she was not wholly unprepared for an event, which she was now persuaded could not be far distant. Strange as it may appear, although a lovely and highly accomplished woman, she had no female friend to whose care

she could commit her orphan children, except the kind-hearted Bridget, of, as she was usually called, Dame, and sometimes, Goody Morgan; a woman who resided at the same village, and who, although belonging to almost the lowest class of the Welsh peasantry, and of course wholly uneducated, was a striking example of the power of a virtuous integrity to procure a high degree of esteem- from those who, having had superior advantages, are destined to move in the higher ranks of society. To her, as to a second mother, Mrs. Evelynn had committed all that, since the death of her husband, was dear to her on earth, her two lovely children, well assured that, under her tuition, though they might not become shining, they would- at least become

virtuous characters. To her hands, as to a faithful trustee, she gave all she had herself possessed, as a reserve for their future maintenance and education; about which she gave particular directions. You will teach them," said she, to love God and each other." Then giving into her hand a small ivory casket, she desired her to unlock it, adding, in that box you will find some writings, which ensure to my children a sum sufficient for their maintenance and education for some years; and you will teach them, or have them taught, to live afterwards by their own exertions. Dame Morgan promised faithfully to fulfil the injunctions of her friend and mistress; and as her death seemed now hourly approaching,< she had of late left her cottage to become a

constant attendant upon Mrs. Evelynn and her children.
Charles and Rosa did not fail to remind their good nurse (the appellation by which, from her frequent attendance at the Vicarage, she was alv?ays known to them) of her promise to let them again visit their mamma, should she be well enough to admit them again to her chamber. But the agitation Mrs. Evelynn had undergone, while anticipating the near approach of her dissolution, as a separation from her children, their artless endearments, and the various nameless ties that wind about the human heart, and connect it but too strongly with this mortal state, had brought on such an accession of fever, that the next day she became

delirious. At the expiration of some hours her reason returned : but she was too weak to bear the least exertion; and after languishing some hours, in a state of almost constant, stupor, expired without a sigh or a groan.
Mrs. Evelynn's funeral, the sale of the furniture, and a few necessary arrangements, occupied the ensuing week; after which Charles and Rosa removed to the cottage of Dame Morgan, which was situated at the other fend of the village, and was remarkable only for its extreme neatness and. simplicity. To the place, as to the occupier of this little humble abode, they had been always fondly attached. It had been one of Charles's earliest pleasures to accompany his mamma in her almost

daily visits to the cottage. From the frequency of his attendance, it had always seemed to him another home, and the kind old woman herself as another mother. The little garden before the door, and the rocky descent beyond it to a mountain streamlet, had been the scene of many a juvenile sport-many an infant pastime. The choicest fruits in her little orchard at the end of the house and garden, had been usually reserved for Charles and Rosa, who soon put in her claim to the entertainments at the cottage; and would point, ere she could speak, to the well known cherry tree, which had so often supplied her with a delicious treat.
For several days after their arrival at the cottage, Charles wept incessantly

for his dear mamma ; whilst Rosa, too young to comprehend what was meant by dying, would often ask why she did not come to them, and whether she had indeed left them, and why, and how long she would stay away? The tears of her brother seemed to affect her more- than the cause. She wept because he wept; often urging him to patience, by saying, do not ery so, my dear Charles; I am sure my mamma won't stay away long, and then we shall be taken home again to our own pretty parlour and garden. But I do not care about that if she would come and live with us here; for we love Nurse, and I am sure she loves us. Don't you, Nurse ? "" Ah, that I do, my sweet child," cried Dame Morgan ; and it would be a sin and a shame if I did not, o so

^o good as your dear mamma was to me. Ah, well a day I have had a sad loss ; but she is an angel in heaven, and will, I hope, watch over me, as they say angels in heaven do, and see that I perform my duty to her poor dear babes. O that ever I should outlive her Then stifling her own emotions, she redoubled her caresses, and endeavoured to sooth and amuse her little favourites ; who appeared truly sensible of her attentions, and in a short time became satisfied, and even chearful.
The good woman never failed to assure them, that the only proof of affection they could now s;hew to the memory of theiri departed parent, was to observe those rules which she had

herself laid down for their future conduct ; and which, as they advanced in age, she was gradually to unfold. In the first place, it was her desire that they should be taught to read the Scriptures, and as soon as they were of an age to comprehend them, some good books in explanation of their meaning.-and in the meantime, that they should never rise in the morning, or retire to bed for the night, without first offering up their prayers to the Almighty for his mercy and protection.
As the seeds of piety cannot be sown too soon, or cultivated with too much care, Dame Morgan did not neglect to enforce a regular observance of these precepts; and she had soon the satisfaction to discover that they had their c 2 due

due weight upon the minds of her infant pupils. Charles, though yet only eight years old, discovered an eagerness for instruction, that he might be able to read the beautiful stories in the Bible, several of which Dame Morgan recited fron: memory, commenting as she proceeded on the various scriptural characters, and recommending to their imitation such as were distinguished for any particular virtue. By the example of the patriarch Abraham, they were taught to place their confidence in God only -, and not to allow themselves to put any seeming good in competition with his favour and approbation. By that of the righteous Joseph, the same trust and submission to the will of God, united with a peculiar generosity in the forgiveness^ of injuries ; which

seemed to place the son of Jacob almost above the level of humanity. The prophet Daniel was cited as an instance of the interposition of divine power in the preservation of the faithful servant of the living God, who in defiance of savage malevolence and the mandate of an idolatrous and powerful monarch, had dared to confess him openly before men.
From these, and various other histories preserved in Holy Writ, serving to elucidate a number of moral virtues and religious duties, they were ;fed to the account of the miraculous nativity of our blessed Lord; his ministry, temptations, sufferings, and death. What a field for the young mind A God, descending to earth to redeem a

sinful and fallen race, condescends to 'stand before the tribunal of an earthly judge; is condemned to suffer with malefactorsrises againappears and announces his victory over sin and death!
Charles was delighted with the various kinds of information which these histories conveyed. The B1BLE seemed to him of all others, the book best calculated for amusement,as well as instruction. In a short time even Rosa began to listen to Nurse's pretty stories, and was anxious to learn her letters that she might read like her brother.

Charles made such a rapid progress in his learning, that they had not been above a year at the cottage, when Dame Morgan found it necessary to place him under the care of a master in a neighbouring village, who undertook to teach writing and grammar, and was esteemed at Glenowen as a man of uncommon learning and genius. His wife, who had been educated above her condition, kept a day school, as the board over the door announced, for young ladies ; though it consisted of all the female children in that and the adjacent village, who were taught to read and to sew.

Thither it was thought expedient to send Rosa; Mrs. Haywood being, as Dame Morgan observed, an English woman, and what was more, had had, according to her ideas, a lady's education, and was therefore, in every respect, qualified to become the preceptress of her little charge. Besides, Rosa would be then near her brother, as a thin partition wall only divided the boys from the girls, and they could go and come back together.
The partial assurances of Dame Morgan, who herself accompanied them to school, that they were the best children in the world, and so tractable and fond of their books that they would be no trouble to any body, seemed hardly necessary to ensure them an

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affectionate reception from their new master and mistress. Their open countenances, expressive of the greatest sweetness of disposition, united with the recollection of their highly respected parents, of whom they had been so early deprived, was a ready passport to their favour. Rosa, pressing her ruby lips upon the timeworn check of the good old Dame, promised not to cry when she left her; whilst Charles, taking from her hand a basket, well stored with bread and cheese and apple pasty, said that he would take care of his sister, and that he knew she would be a good girl, and not want to go home till after school hours; and with these assurances, haying returned their affectionate endearments, she returned to Glenowen.

Rosa was not only satisfied but amused. Her eagerness to acauire in-struction made the task of learning" easy; and she was soon held up as a pattern, even to others much older than herself. The first week she hemmed a pocket handkerchief so neatly, that it was shewn throughout the school; and rapidly improving both in reading and sewing, our little heroine soon excited a spirit of emulation amongst the scholars, which in a short time became general, without the least mixture of envy, for Rosa was beloved by all the school.
The prevalence of good example Was not less observable in the apartment allotted to the bovs, and with the same advantages ; for Charles, though distinguished

tinguished by his master, behaved with so much kindness and good humour to his associates, that the same generous emulation was excited as amongst the girls, and Charles had not a single enemy in the school.
Weeks and months passed away in the acquisition of useful knowledge. Charles could read several pages together without spelling, and had some little notion of grammar. Rosa had already thrown aside her easy book, and could work neater and quicker than any girl of her age.
" I wish I could knit," said Rosa one night to Dame Morgan, as she was just returned from school, oh it would be so nice if I could make stockings."

ings."" You will learn to knit when you are a little older," cried Dame, and then you shall knit a stocking."
" A stocking but I must have two stockings "
" Well, you shall knit two when you are big enough."
" I am big enough now, and would do it, if I could, directly."
" Well, you shall try to knit yourself a pair sometime."
" Sometime! sometime won't do it must be now."
" Why now, my little Rosa f"

Rosa threw he'r arms round her Nurse's neck, and pressing her rosy face glowing through tears, close to hers, said in a voice hardly audible, oh do let me knit a pair of stockings for poor little Jessy Stephenson of our school; she has none to wear, and such bad shoes, I wish I might give her a pair of mine ; and then her frock is so ragged and patched."
" Well, you shall knit a pair of stockings as soon as you can," said Dame, won by this infantine eloquence ; and in the meantime we will find an old frock, and a pair of stockings and shoes, and you shall take them with you as you go to school."
Rosa cou,ld scarcely contain herself i) for

for joy. "Oh! you good, dear, pretty creature," said she, shall I indeed, have a frock, and shoes, and knit stockings too How nice Jessy will look in them ; and they will keep her so warm ; and she won't cry again, and say she is ashamed to come to school, as she often does, and that her mammy could not afford to let her come, if Mrs. Haywood did not give her her schooling all for nothing."
Dame Morgan had heard of James and Martha Stephenson, but as she seldom went frOm home, and they lived in another village, she knew them only by name. Supposing, however, from Rosa's account of the wretched appearance of the poor girl, fhat they were objects of charity, or at least of pity,

she toek a walk over on the following day to call on the child's parents, whose chief, and indeed only misfortune was that of having a large family of small children, which they were utterly unable to provide for.
" You shall take the things to Jessy Stephenson to-morrow," said Dame. I have seen her parents; they arc very poor, and it is a wretched hovel they live in ; but 1 believe they are honest, and it is better to dwell in such a hut with the blessing of God, than in a palace With vice and wickedness."
" May I, oh may I indeed take them to-morrow," cried Rosa in a voice of rapture; what a kind good creature !
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Dear, dear Nurse, how I love you ; and' so will Jessy, when she knows you have given her these nice things."

.Fins was a happy night for Rosa; yet she almost thought it a long one. She was up and drest at five in the morning. Every hour seemed an age till she could see Jessy. A frock, a petticoat, a pair of stockings and shoes, and an old bonnet, were quickly found. What treasures! Rosa wrap-, ped them up in a handkerchief, and having hastily swallowed her milk and bread, called to hasten Charles, who was busy digging in the garden. It is not time to go to school yet," said Charles." But I have got somewhere else to go first," cried Rosa, displaying D 3 the

the contents of her little bundle. I must go to Jessy Stephenson's, for you know that it would not be right to give her the things at school, as the little girls would then know that I brought them, and it will be better not, you know, Charles." Charles acceded to the propriety of Rosa's scheme.

Rosa lifted up the latch, called Jessy," and displayed her bundle. Jessy flew to the door. Put on these things, said Rosa, and come to school. Don't say I brought them, but they are yours, indeed, quite yours." So saying, she flew from the door, not waiting the expression of the mother's surprize, nor the utterance of the poor girl's thanks, who could scarcely speak for joy.
It was owing to the following incident that Rosa took such a particular interest in the misfortunes and poverty of poor Jessy Stephenson. Two little girls, a few years older than herself, the daughters of a person of some opulence, who had lately come into the neighbourhood, to conduct some minery, had lately been added to the number of

Mrs, Haywood's scholars. From the first day of their arrival, they had eon-ducted themselves with much pride and haughtiness towards the rest of the girls, whom they affected to consider as beings of an inferior order to themselves, and to whom they were always boasting of their father's riches and their own imaginary consequence. They were drest in white muslin frocks and pink sashes, and wore fine straw bonnets tied under the chin with ribbons of the same colour. To theirs the dress of many of the scholars, and the almost undressof the poor forlorn Jessy, who, as Rosa had observed, had been taken by Mrs. Haywood from charity, formed indeed a sorry contrast. I wo'nt touch her, I declare I wo'nt," said the elder of the Miss Willsons;
" 1 declare

ce I declare it's quite shocking-, to be obliged to sit on the same form with a charity girl, without stockings! I'll tell my mamma, that I will. The board over the door says a school for young ladies : I hope, ma'am, (to Mrs. Haywood) you don't call that a young lady, or any one here besides ourselves; except, indeed, Miss Rosa."
** Young ladies are those who behave as such," cried Mrs. Haywood: and she would probably have remonstrated with some warmth upon the impropriety and general unfeclingness of their conduct, had she not been restrained by considerations, which rendered it, *in her opinion, imprudent; for she was well aware, if she treated them with the

severity they justly merited, they would immediately quit the school.
" Don't cry, Jessy," said Rosa ; for the poor child was but too sensible of the mortification to which her poverty had exposed her, and notwithstanding a kind look from Mrs. Haywood (who told her not to mind, for she was a good girl) was sobbing and weeping bitterly : I will sit by you, Jessy; for I love you a great deal better than those young ladies, and what signifies a fine frock and sash r"
Jessy's hand was involuntarily laid upon Rosa's. Don't care what they say," cried Rosa, and do dry your eyes and smile; we will sit together always, and you shall come and see me

at my dear Dame's house. Oh! you can't think what a pretty house it is, and how many flowers there are in the garden I will ask Nurse, and she will let you come and play with me." Jessy did smile: her tears were hastily dried away. Shall I,shall I indeed," said she, come and see you ?"" Yes," cried Rosa, and I will tell you where there is a beautiful linnet's nest; but we must not disturb the young ones, for Charles says it would be cruel ; and you shall have both your hands full of cherries out of the orchard. Oh, there is such oceans! and as much milk as you can drink." The poor girl's eyes were again filled with tears ; but they were tears of gratitude and joy. .

" Bless us and well indeed !" vvere the exclamations of Charlotte and Maria Willson, as Jessy, on the same morning that Rosa had taken the things, entered in her new habiliments. Well, pray, who has cloathed you, child, so neat ? I declare, if you don't look almost decent," said the former, who was remarkable for her pertness. Mrs. Haywood looked surprised ; but observing theconfusion, mingled however with joy, in the countenance of the unassuming Jessy, made no remark. Remember, you have promised to sit by me, Jessy," said Rosa, "and so you shall (pulling

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her gently towards her) ; you know we are to be playfellows." The poor girl needed no very pressing invitation to take the offered seat; and Jessy and the little Itosa were, from this time, almost inseparables.
On her return to the Cottage, she informed Dame Morgan of all that passed between her friend and the Miss Willsons, which she had hitherto forborne to mention, and requested her permission to invite Jessy to the Cottage. With all my heart, my dear," said Dame Morgan, sc for she seems, by your account, to be a very good child ; and we will try if we cannot make her amends for the mortifications she has suffered from those proud naughty girls. Ah, they are sadly brought

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brought up, or they would not have behaved so haughtily. It is a sin and a shame, that one Christian should affront another!and what saith the Scripture? Charity vaunteth not, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly."
The next day, which was a holiday, was fixed for Jessy to be invited to the Cottage. Rosa was all joy and animation. Her attentions to her guest were dictated by that pure benevolence, which the factitious arts of politeness so poorly imitate. All her infantine efforts to amuse were called into action. Jessy was all her care : she told her the prettiest storiesproposed the prettiest playsand gathered for her the ripest cherries. What a heart has

this child, thought Dame; O! my pretty Rosa, may Heaven bless thee with means to indulge through life feelings so kindso generous !
The gleam of hope and delight which shot through the equally benevolent heart of the good old woman, as she breathed this affectionate ejaculation, seemed almost prophetic, that her prayer was accepted, and her wish approved. Yes, she will prosper," added she, they will both prosper ; for doth not the Psalmist say,I have been young and now am old ; yet never saw I the righteous man forsaken, or his seed begging their bread?"
Rosa having thus stepped forward as the champion of oppressed innocence, e 2 seemed

seemed to consider herself as bound by an indispensable obligation, to promote, as much as possible, the interests of her new friend. I wish Jessy could live with us," said she one day, and not be obliged to go home, only now and then, just to see her mammy."" I wish so, too," said Charles, O!" added Rosa, we could make her so happy. Would you leave your mammy, Jessy r"" Yes, if I might live with you," cried Jessy, and go and see her sometimes.""Jessy shall come and play with you often," said Dame, but she must not leave her mammy: good children always stay with their parents ; you would not have left your dear Mamma, would you ?"
" No, my dear Mamma left me,"

cried Rosa. I can't remember her now ; but I know were dear Mamma is."-" She is in Heaven," said Dame Morgan, casting up her eyes with an earnest and pensive look. Yes ; and I know where she was put," resumed Rosa : it was down in a deep place in the church-yard."" Her mortal part is there," said Dame, but her soul is gone to him that gave it."" I have seen the place where she was laid," cried Charles, and dear Papa's grave is close by."" I should know it if I was to go by myself," said Rosa, for I saw you and Charles, a long while ago, dressing it, O! with such pretty flowers !"" You did," said Dame, not at all surprised that Rosa should have recollected this incident, "and to-morrow the flowers must be renewed, and E 3 vou

you and Charles must dress it.""Tomorrow," repeated Rosa ; shall we indeed go to it to-morrow ?"
" Yes, it is two years to- morrow," resumed Dame Morgan. "Ah, well a day! never shall I forget the time, since" (and a tear fell upon her furrowed cheek), since you lost the best of mothers, and I of friends."
" And Jessy," said Rosa.
" Yes, Jessy may accompany you."
" May she ? O then we will get the sweetest flowers; and you, Jessy, shall help to lay them upon poor Mamma's grave."
" Yes,

" Yes, and as you strew them," cried Dame, "you must bless God, that though he has pleased to leave Charles and you poor little orphans, that you are not friendless; and pray," added she (still more solemnly) ' that he will enable you to perform your duties, as those dear parents did, who there lie buried."" 1 will pray," said Charles, with animation: "and I, too," said Rosa.

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"The pleasing, mournful task, never omitted in the Welsh counties by the friends of the deceased, on the anniversary of their funerals, was fulfilled, according to Dame Morgan's intention, and according.to the custom of the country, on the following day. Charles and Rosa, contrary to their usual practice, came home to dinner, attended by Jessy Stephenson. A quantity of flowers and evergreens were gathered ready for the occasion; and in the evening, after sun-set, Dame Morgan, attended by the three children, repaired to the church-yard.

It was a sweet and silent hour. The song of a lonely bird, mingling at intervals with the lowing of cattle in the valley, and the sound of a distant waterfall, alternately swelling and dying upon the evening breeze, alone broke the almost universal stillness that prevailed around. They passed slowly along tne pathway leading to the church-yard. The sportive Kosa carrying in her hand a basket of eglantine, pansies, and sweet rosemary, moved slowly between Dame Morgan and her brother, who carried some rooted flowers to grow and bloom upon the grave.
The solemnity of the scene, and of the occasion, had arrested the agile foot of youth. Rosa, who at other times could scarcely move without a

bound, kept pace with her aged attendant. The glowing smile no longer dimpled her cheek, or played about her cherry lips. A soft melancholy had diffused itself over the open, and usually highly animated countenance ot Charles. Jessy was respectfully silent; whilst Dame, with tears of tender recollection often stealing to her eyes, surveyed with mournful satisfaction the juvenile group that attended her.
Entering the church-yard, they saw at a little distance before them a majestic female figure, wrapped up in a large Indian shawl,, and covered with a veil, which entirely concealed her lace, walking slowly amongst the graves. She had advanced towards that of Mr. Evelynn, when she paused, and after

some moments, dining which she seemed to betray much emotion, she knelt upon the grave, and unconscious of observation, seemed to be indulging in all the luxury of grief.
Dame Morgan gazed upon her with astonishment. Her appearance, for she seemed to be above the middle rank of life,her being alone, evidently in search of the grave to which the stone had directed her steps her grief, and apparent earnestness, when she knelt upon it,were indeed circumstances calculated to excite no ordinary degree of interest; particularly in one so nearly concerned, in whatever migjit relate to the Evelynn family, as was Dame Morgan.

Fearful of obtruding upon the sacred-ness of her sorrow, from whatever cause it might arise, she made a signal to her companions to enter the church porch, where she could notice the behaviour of the stranger vvithout beins herself observed. After kneeling some time the lady arose from her posture ; and sitting down upon, the mound of earth, leaned her cheek upon her hand, in an attitude of the deepest thought-fulness. Then, as if roused from her abstraction by some sudden recollection, she started from her seat, took a slow, lingering survey of the grave, on which she had been sitting, and then walked, slowly behind the church, and disappeared.
Unobserved, and probably unseen ;

for the lady seemed too much engaged in her own solitary meditations to notice any passing object, the party left their concealment in the porch, and proceeded toward the grave. It had instantly occurred to Dame Morgan, that the lady must have intimately known her late highly esteemed pastor; and nothing but the respect which she conceived due to her appearance could have prevented her from accosting her.
It is very extraordinary, thought Dame, to whom the more she thought of it the more extraordinary it really did seem ; for I never heard our good Vicar, or his sweet lady, say he had ever a very near female relation or particular friend ; and if she is neither, why should she kneel down upon the green f sod

sod, and cry, and take on so; and then sit upon it, and look as if she was quite melancholy ? There must be some mystery in it, thought Dame: and a mystery there certainly was ; but such a one as all the sagacity of the good old Dame could not enable her to develop.
The graves were now drest, and they were preparing to quit the burial ground, when the stranger appeared again at the other end of the church. On perceiving them, she pulled her veil over her face, and seemed to be regarding them attentively. As they drew near, her veil was replaced; and with a quick step she regained the path she had quitted, and disappeared as before.

The children, who saw nothing in the incident, but that a fine lady, such a lady as they had never before seen, had been walking in the church-yard, and had sat and kneeled down upon dear Papa's grave, performed their task without either curiosity or enquiry, and went home without once recurring to the subject.
On the following morning, Charles, deeply impressed by the ceremony of the preceding evening, spoke affect-ingly of his parents, whose loss he deplored with tears ; and enquired of Dame Morgan what he must do when he was a man ? I have no friend," said he, but you ; and if I am without money, and can do nothing, how am I to maintain my dear sister, who f 2 has

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has neither father, nor mother, and can have nobody to take care of and provide for her but myself ? " You must learn to get your living, my dear," said Dame ; but you are too young at present, and must think of nothing but your books, till you are.of an age to learn some trade or profession." "And what tra.le or profession shall I learn r" asked Charles.
" That must be thought of hereafter," replied the Dame." I would cio any thing," said Charles, and work very hard, if 1 knew how ; and should think nothing I could do too much to make you and my dear Rosa happy." Aye, you are a good boy," said Dame, and I'll warrant will do all you can for your poor sister. You must be a

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friend to her, Charles ; for when I am gone, she may have no friend hut you."
" And I will be a friend to her," said Charles, energetically, his eyes glistening with tears, and love her always as I do now, and get money for her, that she may not be obliged to work for her living, when Papa and Mamma's money is all-gone."" You shall learn to maintain yourself and her too, when you have done' school, my love," said Dame, delighted with this proof of fraternal solicitude; and, in the meantime, rest assured that God will, in his mercy, assist your endeavours, and prosper your undertakings, so long as you trust in him, as I hope you do, and endeavour to perform your f 3 duty."

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duty." Charles seemed satisfied with these assurances ; and resolved to prosecute his studies with the greatest diligence, that he might sooner have it in his power to realize some plan for the maintenance of himself and Rosa ; as also to assist his worthy old friend, should her increasing age and infirmities render such assistance necessary.

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During the day, and in the evening, Dame Morgan made various enquiries in the village concerning the mysterious stranger, but could gain no satisfactory information. She had been seen by several of the villagers; but who she was, and were she came from, were questions that no one could answer. The fruitless wish that she had had courage to address her,was several times repeated: for if she had such a great regard for my poor master, why might she not, thought Dame, have a like regard for his children ? But perhaps the poor lady may have had troubles,

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and so has got a litlle wrong in her head ; so it might be all chance and no meaning after all.
These, and such like meditations, employed the mind of Dame Morgan, till her attention was at length en-grossed by a new, and not less interesting subject. The gentleman who had had the curacy of Glenowen since the death of Mr. Evelynn, had recently been inducted to a small living in a neighbouring county. As he possessed not the mild virtues of his predecessor, he was but little liked in the village. A person of the name of Lloyd had succeeded him, and now resided at the Vicarage. This young man (for he was only three and twenty) was alike remarkable for strict attention to the

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duties of his office, and for his mild and engaging manners. He had often seen Charles, in his way to and from school, and in the village ; and knowing him to be the son of a former incumbent, became highly interested in his favour Charles's respectful bow was at first answered with a how do you do, my good boy?" afterward with a pat on the cheek ; and at last with a cordial shake of the hand, and an invitation to the Vicarage.
His first visit there was succeeded by a call from Mr. Lloyd, and a kind offer to Dame Morgan to teach Charles Latin, which he was now, he said, of an age to learn, as also in some other parts of education, free of all expense. God, in Heaven, bless and reward

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you my dear sir," was Dame's laconie answer: smoothing her apron, and making a courtsey almost down to the ground.
" It were a pity he should not have these kind of advantages," continued the good Curate, for he is one of the finest lads I ever saw "
" The finest in this county and the next too," said Dame, whose vanity was not a iittle incited ; 'c and it were a pity, as your Reverence says," (for Dame could not at that instant find another word which she considered as sufficiently respectful) that he should not be made a scholard."
" You will then entrust him to rny

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care," said Mr. Lloyd, extending his hand to the old woman, who could hardly help raising it to her lips, as she exclaimed : You are the very model of mv dear master: he would have done just so. Aye, well, he was a friend and a father to the whole village ; and so God will provide friends for his children." Mr. Lloyd then informed her, that he was about to leave home for a few days; but that, on the Monday following, he would expect his pupil ; and with these words departed.
" Well, this is a fine thing, indeed," said Dame, as soon as Mr. Lloyd had left the Cottage; "all this learning, and for nothing." And though somewhat past the age for castle-building, she was in danger of falling, in some

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degree, into this juvenile propensity; for she had already, in imagination, conducted the young pupil, by no very gradual advances, to a rich benefice (having concluded he must be a clergyman), and would probably, in a few minutes, have elevated him to the see of Canterbury ; had not Rosa at that moment entered, glowing with ruddy health, the pure blood dancing in her veins, and her eyes sparkling with delight, while she exhibited, with a look of self-complacency, a part of a worsted stocking which she had been knitting for Jessy Stephenson, and had now brought with her from school. Mrs. Haywood had commended it:it was indeed very well executed ; and perhaps no high-bred belle ever displayed a costly ornament, or a new birth-night

night dress, with half the real satisfaction with which Rosa exhibited this humble effort of infantine ingenuity.
" You have done your work very well," said Dame, examining it attentively. And I can widen and narrow too," cried Rosa, and I shall soon make a stocking my own self."
Charles now entered with his satchel, and was emptying out his books upon the table, when Dame observed that he would now have occasion for some of another kind; and then acquainted him, in a few words, with Mr. Lloyd's visit and proposal, and informed him he was to become his pupil on the following Monday. Charles, though he felt some regret atr the thoughts of leaving his old master and some of his g schoolfellow?,

schoolfellows, was nevertheless fully satisfied with the arrangement : " but what," said he, 'is to be done with Rosa?"Rosa is getting a great girt now," said Dame, and will go backwards and forwards from school with the other scholars in the village."" O! yes, I can do very well," said Rosa, and so don't mind about me, Charles."
Rosa was so forward with her book, that she was already advanced to a higher class ; and Mrs. Haywood, as a reward for her diligence, made her a present of a book of fairy tales, with which she was highly delighted. It contained the stories of Cinderella, the White Cat, the Oger with his seven league boots, and also an abridgment of two or three of the most popular

stories from the Arabian Nights' entertainment, among which was the celebrated one of the Good Prince Ariihed and the Fairy Peribanou.
This was a kind of mental banquet entirely new to Ilosa. She was totally unacquainted with fiction ; she had indeed no idea of it; nor would it have been easy to convince her, that such a species of writing was really in existence, or what could be its use or intention. Being of a very liVely imagination, she was inclined to believe not only every thing she read, but every thing she heard, never suspecting a falsehood, because she was herself wholly incapable of uttering one wilfully, and was never inclined to suspect others of doing that which she would not c '2 herself

herself do. To that system of evasion often employed by children, as a means of averting impending punishment, she had never had occasion to resort ; for she seldom deserved reproof, much less correction ; but when she did, always willingly submitted to it. She had now began to write under the instruction of Mr. Haywood, who undertook this department in the school ; and this, with knitting, sewing, and reading in the Testament, in classes with the other girls, occupied so much of her time, that her book of fairy tales was necessarily reserved for hours of leisure, and formed an agreeable entertainment after her return from school.
Whatever might he her opinion concerning the wonders of enchantment,

meat, that there were really such beings as fairies Rosa had never doubt-ed ; that theypossessed the extraordinary powers the authors of the various talcs ascribed to them, she probably did doubt, for she had supposed their influence over mortals to have been more limited. These, however, were probably the fairies of other countries, or of ancient days, and Rosa continued to read with interest and avidity.
Wales may, with propriety, be termed the present scene of fairy-land. In the vicinity of Glenowen was a druidi-cal stone, where the fairies were reported by the villagers to make rings, and perform their midnight revels. She had often passed by this stone, nay she could scarcely go to and from school g 3 without

without passing it, and had frequently stopped in the evening with Charles, and some little girls, who were her schoolfellows, to play and dance round it, as the fairies were said to do, often wishing for a sight of these wonderful little elves, whom she almost believed she should sometime see. No wonder then that Kosa should have believed in the existence of fairies, interwoven, as they were, with the traditions of her country She had been told also, that there are two kinds, one benevolent, the other malignant ; and that rewards and punishments were awarded by them to the merits or demerits of those with whom they interfered. Probably from the supposed supernatural agency of this extraordinary race of beings, these stones are said to have acquired the

peculiar property of curing some diseases incident to children. Rosa had once seen one of Jessy's sisters drawn through the Tolmen; and the cure, in cases of recovery, is, no doubt, ascribed to the power of the benevolent sprite who is supposed to preside in it, as the failure of the experiment is to the malicious interference of the evil one.

Charles, on the appointed clay, commenced his pupilage at the Vicarage ; and in the course of a few weeks, made such an astonishing proficiency in the rudiments of the Latin tongue, under the tuition of his new friend, as really to surprise the good curate, who declared that he was more than repayed for the pains he bestowed, by the excellent talents, and extraordinary diligence, of his young scholar. You have an excellent memory," said he to Charles? a great natural advantage ; but this, without industry, and that ardent thirst for information, without which knowledge

ledge is seldom acquired, would not have enabled you to make so rapid a progress." One day, on hisdiaving got off two or three pages of the Latin Syntax in a very short space of time, and recited them with uncommon accuracy, Mr. Lloyd made him a present of a five shilling piece, which he meant, he said, as a reward for his present good conduct, and also as a stimulant to future exertion.
Five shillings to Charles, who had never before been master of more than a single halfpenny at a time, the weekly allowance regular!}' paid by Dame Morgan to himself and Rosa, to buy plums and gingerbread at the neighbouring shop, was indeed a noble present; but had it been given him merely as a present,

sent, the value, in his eyes, would have been greatly diminished. It was the reward of duty, of industryof virtuous emulation ; and who, having been thus situated, does not know the delight that communicates to the heart, when a consciousness of desert accompanies the gift of friendship or of love ?
Charles experienced this feeling in its fullest extent, and resolved, by a strict attention to his studies, to continue to merit the favours of his generous and revered patron.
But what Was to be done with the five shillings? Might it not purchase some pleasure for his dear Rosa ? She had often wished for a doll, that she might dress and undress it. If I

had a doll," said she, one day, to her brother, I could cut out clothes for it; and I should then learn to make my own frocks and petticoats, and all my things myself; and that, you know, Charles, would he so nice : but I won't ask dear Nurse, for she has a many things to buj', and not, perhaps, a great deal of money ; and so I won't think about it any more."
What a happiness to Charles to be able to purchase this little useful plaything; to tell Rosa too, who would so sweetly sympathize in all his pleasures, that it had been given to him asareward, and by one of the best and kindest of his friends. He could not wait her return from school, or go himself home, till he had seen her; but, as was sometimes

times his custom, went a part of" the way to meet her. His impatience to communicate his own happiness, and to tell Rosa about the doll, made him forget he was too early. The evening was however fine, and he resolved to walk on, till he should meet her.
He had proceeded about half way down the village, when he perceived, at a little distance before him, a poor emaciated figure in a sailor's jacket, hobbling along the side of the road, with as much expedition as an enfeebled frame and a wooden leg would admit of. Before Charles could overtake him he stopped, as if overcome with fatigue,, groaned heavily, and on perceiving him threw himself on a bank beneath a hedge, faintly exclaiming, for the

love of God, young gentleman, a little water! "
Charles ran, or rather flew, to a running stream by the side of the road, and filling his hat with water, presented it to the poor Sailor, who was nearly fainting. He lifted it to his parched lips ; but in a moment, as if wholly exhausted, sunk back, heaved another groan, and fell senseless upon the bank.
Alarmed at his appearance, and almost doubting whether he still breathed, Charles looked wishfully around, in hopes of seeing somebody who might assist him in the care of the poor Sailor. Nobody was to be seen. He listened in anxious hope of hearing some sound which might convince him he was with-h in.

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in reach of help. None, however, was to be heard ; the bleating of sheep, and the lowing of the distant herd, were alone to be distinguished. What was to be done ? He could not leave him whilst he procured assistance, lest he might die in the interval. Again he ran to the brook, and again filling his hat with water, sprinkled it upon his face and hands. In a few minutes the Sailor opened his eyes. Charles supported him as well as he was able ; and shortly after had the satisfaction of seeing Rosa, attended by two little girls, her schoolfellows, coming along the road.
Charles called to them to make haste. They ran, and soon came to the place where the Sailor lay. Hardly had they time for inquiry, when Charles

spied at some distance a cart with a man in it; and desiring Rosa and the other girls to remain with the Sailor, ran up to the cart, and finding it was going to Glenowen, he requested the man to stop, and take in a poor sick Sailor, who had fallen sick upon the road, and was lying under yon hedge.
" And who will take him in when he gets there," said the man, if he is nothing, as I suppose, but a strolling vagabond? "
," You may take him to the White Horse," cried Charles, and when he has had rest and food, he will, perhaps, be better."
The White Horse, the Lord help h 2 thee,

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thee, my good young master!" returned the countryman, why, what think you will they have to say to him at the "White Horse ? Why, young man, they would not even look at him there."
" What, not when he has fought for his King and Country ? exclaimed Charles, colouring highly ; "and when he has been wounded, and bled for them, and has lost a limb, too, in their service ?"
" No matter for that," cried the peasant, it is not what he has lost, but what he has got, that must recommend him there; and if he has no rino, however sick or sorry, they'll be no room for him there."
" But

" But I have money," said Charles, pulling out his five shilling piece, which at this moment was indeed a treasure.
" Oh oh! well, if you are willing to pay the piper," resumed the countryman, jocularly, I'll warrant they'll make him dance ; and so (jumping from the cart) we will lift his honour in, if you please:but, stop, what am I to have for carrying him ?"
" I will pay for that too," said Charles. -
" No, I'll be hanged if you do, young master I know who 3^011 are, though, mayhap, you don't know me. You are the son, aye, and the own son, I see, of as good a man as ever trod on h 3 leather,

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leather, let the other be who he will; and so no more, I'll take him And if.it be as how you please to. make way, iRf shewing your crown piece to old Rogers, at the White Horse, he'll be taken as good care on as need be."
By this time they had reached the place where the Sailor lay, attended by Rosa and her companions. In a few minutes he was placed in the cart, and followed by the rest of the party proceeded to Glenowen.
Charles's promises, and the sight of the crown piece, were sufficient to procure the poor vagrant a ready admission into the little inn in the village, where he obtained all the care and attention necessary to his situation. The next

morning Charles called at the White Horse, and had the satisfaction of hearing that he was considerably refreshed, and was anxiously waiting to thank the young gentleman, who he believed, he said, had saved his life, for his great humanity and kindness. Dame Morgan, who had heard the whole story from Charles and Rosa, went herself to call upon the Sailor and offer her little services.
In a village like Clenowen, hardly any incident can occur, but the knowledge of it becomes general. The man who drove the cart related what he himself knew of it, and Mr. Lloyd, happening to be within hearing of the rumour, got possession of the circumstances from common report, before

Charles had thought, or leisure to inform him that there was a sick sailor in the village, whose situation required attention and support. To the calls of humanity Mr. Lloyd was always feelingly alive. He wished to relieve distress, but he feared to encourage vice. 1 will call," said he, at the inn, and see this sailor."He did so, and drew from him the little narrative of his misfortunes.
They were not, as he himself observed, uncommon. He had fought, been wounded, had lost a leg, and been discharged ; and was now on his way to his own parish, which was only at a few miles distance, and which he had meant to have reached that night, when he had been prevented by fatigue, and

the calls of unsatisfied hunger, from executing his design.
Mr. Lloyd listened with interest and pity to this short but mournful recital; and at parting put a guinea into his hand, with a promise that he should either see, or hear from him shortly. The grateful joy of the Sailor was expressed rather by actions than in words. He pressed the hand that was held out to himwatered it with his tears, and having invoked the Almighty to shower down blessings upon his youthful' benefactor, who appeared to take leave of him, departed on his way.
" I cannot buy you the pretty doll I intended, now," said Charles, looking affectionately at his sister; but I

know, Rosa, you are not sorry that I cannot."
" No, I, 1 am very glad. I should not have loved the doll at all, Charles," said Rosa ; nay, I think I should quite have hated it, if it had been bought with the crown piece, and the poor man left to faint upon the road."
When Mr. Lloyd next saw Charles, he inquired what he had done with the five shilling piece which he had given him. Charles hesitated, blushed, and was about to answer ; when Mr Lloyd, taking another dollar from his purse, added, 1 know not whether to be most pleased with the use you have made of the money, in applying it to so charitable a purpose, or with the

peculiar delicacy with which you have endeavoured to conceal from me the manner of its disposal. Take this ; and whilst you can so laudably employ it, may you always have sufficient to gratify the generous and benevolent feelings of your nature."
Charles's heart was quite full, as Mr. Lloyd thus addressed him. Hardly could he express his thanks, or give utterance to his feelings. Rosa and the doll were again presented to his imagination ; and he flew to the Cottage, eager to inform his sister, and Dame Morgan, of this new instance of the kindness and generosity of his worthy and beloved tutor.

On the following evening, as Charles was busily engaged in one of his Latin exercises, a man entered the Cottage with a large deal box, which he left near the door and was retiring. See what have we here exclaimed Dame Morgan, a box Who sent it ? It cannot be for us, good man, pray where did it come from ?"" I know no more than you do," answered the man, and instantly departed. There is a direction upon it." said Charles. Dame drew it to the window, for it was almost dusk; and putting on her spectacles, which she had first carefully wiped,

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read (for it was luckily in a print hand) For Charles and Rosa Evelynn. It is for us, most assuredly," said Dame, but who can have sent it?"" I suppose we may then open it," said Charles, who ran for a hammer; and with a few strokes knocked off the lid.
JJpsa at this instant returned from school; and hearing the sound of the instrument with which Charles had opened the box, ran in to see what was going forward. Rosa was surprised when she found there was a box, of which they yet knew not the contents, directed to her brother and herself; but who may describe the astonishment of Dame Morgan, when removing a fine damask napkin, she found six cambric frocks, the finest and most i beautiful

beautiful she had ever seen ; two others of the most costly muslin, trimmed with rich lace; an equal number of petticoats ; a complete set of the finest linen, with every other necessary article of dress, beside two white cambric bonnets, quilted and drawn in the prettiest and most becoming manner ; two tippets of the same material as the bonnets, trimmed with muslin ; half a dozen pairs of green and red Morocco shoes; several handsome sashes; as many pairs of gloves ; and indeed, upon the whole, a number of the most complete, elegant, and costly dresses. Attached to one of the frocks was a paper, on which was written in a small and delicate hand-writing, This, with the rest of the things under the first napkin, for Rosa Evelynn,the

little girl, ivho despises no one, and beh-:;o. well to every body" Under these was a apkin of the same kind as before ; and upon it a paper, on which was written in the same hand, For Charles Evelynn,the good boy, who loves his book better than play, ivho is hind and obliging to every one, and whom every body loves. With this were six of the finest nankeen jackets and trowsers ; a dozen of hoi land shirts; the same number of cotton stockings; six pair of shoes, and two hats.
Another damask napkin was placed under the things directed for Charles, and again a paper, on which was inserted, For Dame Morgan,the excellent woman, ivho has so well performed 1 2 hei'

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her duty to the children of her deceased friend"
" Bless me," cried Dame, who had turned pale with astonishment, while examining these costly gifts," why here are pieces of stuff, and cotton, and silk, for gowns; and muslin, I warrant, for caps, and aprons, and ruffles ; and two grand flowered shawls. Alack, alack, what must I do with all these fine things? Yet here they are for certain; but what have we here ? taking out a small silk bag,- directed to herself. A purse, as I live," she exclaimed, sinking upon a chair, almost breathless with agitation, and in it, if I can count, twenty good golden guineas."

Dame Morgan had never before been in possession of a sum of money to half the amount; no wonder, then, that she was overcome with the sight of so much riches, and such splendid presents. For a while she seemed to doubt the evidences of her senses. Was she awake? Might ii not be a dream? And she almost expected the box and its contents to vanish from her view.
Charles had examined the various suits of apparel, intended for himself and Rosa, with a sort of wild curiosity. Rosa, after the first moment of surprise was over, remained silent. Her cheek became unusually pale; her heart throbbed with agitation ; and for some reason, she seemed fearful of touching, and even looking at the different arti-l 3 cles

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