of political caricatures in Ireland, with a salary of six hundred pounds a-year for life. His place in the House was immediately filled up by his brother, Mr Trigger O'Doodle, who kept a shooting gallery in Dublin. Profuse were Phelim's thanks to Mr O'Gibbet, when that gentleman announced to him his good fortune, exclaiming, at the same time, with a sly wink and smile" Ye see what it is to rinder service to the stateaha! Aisy, aisy!-softly, say I. Isn't that the way to get along ?"

CHAPTER III.

THE injuries which Titmouse had received in his encounter with the waterman-I mean principally his black eye-prevented him from making his appearance in public, or at Lord Dreddlington's, or in the House, for several days after he had recovered from the bilious attack of which I have spoken. His non-attendance at the House, however, signified little, since both parties had been so thoroughly exhausted by their late trial of strength, as to require for some time rest and quietness, to enable them to resume the public business of the country. As soon as his eye was fairly convalescent, the first place to which he ventured out was his new residence in Park Lane, which, having been taken for him, under the superintendence of the Earl of Dreddlington and Mr Gammon, some month or two before, was now rapidly being furnished, in order to be in readiness to receive his lady and himself, immediately after his marriage-his parliamentary duties not admitting of a prolonged absence from town. The former event had, as usual, been already prematurely announced in the newspapers several times, as on the eve of taking place. The courtship went on very easily and smoothly. Neither of them seemed anxious for the other's society, though they contrived to evince, in-the presence of others, a decent degree of gratification at meeting each other. He did all which he was instructed it was necessary for a man

of fashion to do. He attended her and the Earl to the opera repeatedly, as also to other places of fashionable resort: he had danced with her occasionally; but, to tell the truth, it was only at the vehement instance of the Earl her father, that she ever consented to stand up with one whose person, whose carriage, whose motions were so unutterably vulgar and ridiculous as those of Mr Titmouse, who was yet her affianced husband. He had made her several times rather expensive presents of jewellery, and would have purchased for her a great stock of clothing, (of which he justly considered himself an excellent judge,) if she would have permitted it. He had, moreover, been a constant guest at the Earl's table, where he was under greater restraint than any where else. Of such indiscretions and eccentricities as I have just been recording, they knew, or were properly supposed to know, nothing. 'Twas not for them to have their eyes upon him while sowing his wild oats-so thought the Earl; who, however, had frequent occasion for congratulating himself in respect of Mr Titmouse's political celebrity, and also of the marks of distinction conferred upon him in the literary and scientific world, of which the Earl was himself so distinguished an ornament. Titmouse had presented copies, gorgeously bound, of Dr Gander's Treatise on Lightness, both to the Earl and the Lady Cecilia; and the very flattering dedication to Titmouse, by Dr Gander, really operated not a little in his favour with his future lady. What effect might have been produced upon her ladyship, had she been apprised of the fact, that the aforesaid dedication had appeared in only a hundred copies, having been cancelled directly Dr Gander had ascertained the futility of his expectations from Titmouse, I do not know; but I believe she never was informed of that circumstance. far as his dress went, she had contrived, through the interference of the Earl and of Mr Gammon, (for whom she had conceived a singular respect,) to abate a little of its fantastic absurdityits execrable vulgarity. Nothing, however, seemed capable of affecting any material change in the man, although his continued intercourse with refined society could hardly fail to produce some advantageous alteration in his manners. As for any thing further, Tittlebat Titmouse remained the same vulgar,

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heartless, presumptuous, ignorant creature he had ever been. Though I perceive in the Lady Cecilia no qualities to excite our respect or affection, I pity her from my very soul when I contemplate her coming union with Titmouse. One thing I know, that as soon as ever she had bound herself irrevocably to him, she began to think of at least fifty men whom she had ever spurned, but whom now she would have welcomed with all the ardour and affection of which her cold nature was susceptible. As she had never been conspicuous for animation, vivacity, or energy, the gloom which more and more frequently overshadowed her, whenever her thoughts turned towards Titmouse, attracted scarce any one's attention. There were those, however, who could have spoken of her mental disquietude at the approach of her cheerless nuptials-I mean her maid Annette and Miss Macspleuchan. To say that she loathed the bare idea of her union with Titmouse-of his person, manners, and character—would not perhaps be exactly correct, since she had not the requisite strength of character; but she contemplated her future lord with mingled feelings of apprehension, dislike, and disgust. She generally fled for support to the comfortable notion of "fate," which had assigned her such a husband. Heaven had denied poor Lady Cecilia all power of contemplating the future; of anticipating consequences; of reflecting upon the step she was about to take. Miss Macspleuchan, however, did so for her; but, being placed in a situation of great delicacy and difficulty, acted with cautious reserve whenever the subject was mentioned. Lady Cecilia had not vouchsafed to consult her before her ladyship had finally committed herself to Titmouse; and, after that, interference was useless and unwarrantable.

Lady Cecilia late one afternoon entered her dressing-room pale and dispirited, as had been latterly her wont; and, with a deep sigh, sank into her easy-chair. Annette, on her ladyship's entrance, was leaning against the window-frame, reading a book, which she immediatly closed and laid down. "What are you

reading there?" enquired Lady Cecilia, languidly.

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Oh, nothing particular, my lady!" replied Annette, colouring a little; “It was only the prayer-book. I was looking at

the marriage-service, my lady. I wanted to see what it was that your ladyship has to say

"It's not very amusing, Annette. I think it very dull and stupid—and you might have been better employed!"

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'La, my lady—now I should have thought it quite interestting, if I had been in your la'ship's situation!"

Well, what is it that they expect me to repeat?" "Oh! I'll read it, my lady-here it is, and read as follows:

replied Annette,

"Then shall the priest say unto the woman, 'N, wilt thou have this man to be thy wedded husband, to live together, after God's ordinance, in the holy state of matrimony? Wilt thou obey him, serve him, love, honour, and keep him, in sickness and in health, and, forsaking all other, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?'

"The woman shall answer, 'I will.'”

"Well—it's only a form, you know, Annette-and I dare say no one ever gives it a thought," said Lady Cecilia, struggling to suppress a sigh.

"Then," continued Annette, "your la'ship will have to say a good deal after the parson-but I beg your la'ship's pardonit's (in your case) the bishop. Here it is :

"I, N, take thee, M, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, cherish '".

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Yes, yes-I hear," interrupted Lady Cecilia faintly, turning pale; "I know it all-that will do, Annette "

"There's only a word more, my lady :

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"And obey, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth.' All this your la'ship says, with your right hand holding Mr Titmouse's."

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Here a visible tremour passed through Lady Cecilia. "You may leave me alone, Annette, a little while," said she; "I don't feel quite well.”

“La, my lady, a'n't your la'ship late, already? Your la'ship knows how early her Grace dines ever since her illness."

"There's plenty of time; I'll ring for you when I want you.

And-stay—you may as well leave your prayer-book with me for a moment-it will amuse me to look in it." Annette did as she was bid; and the next moment her melancholy mistress was alone. She did not, however, open the book she had asked for, but fell into a reverie, which was disturbed some time afterwards, only by her maid tapping at the door; and who, on entering, told her that she had not one moment to lose; that his lordship had been dressed for some time. On this her ladyship rose, and commenced her toilet with a very deep sigh.

"Your la'ship, I suppose, wears your gold-coloured satin? it matches so well with the pearls," said Annette, going to the jewel-case.

"I sha'n't wear any pearls to-day."

"Oh! my lady! not that beautiful spray of Mr Titmouse's? Your la'ship does look so well in it!"

"I sha'n't wear any thing of Mr Tit-I mean," she added, colouring, “I sha'n't wear any thing in my hair to-day!"

Many and anxious, it may be easily believed, had been the conferences and negotiations between the Earl, Mr Gammon, and Mr Titmouse, with reference to the state of his property, and the settlement to be made on Lady Cecilia. It appeared that the extent of the incumbrances on the Yatton property was £35,000, and which Gammon had many ways of accounting for, without disclosing the amount of plunder which had fallen to the share of the firm-or rather to the senior partner. The interest on this sum (viz. £1750) would reduce Mr Titmouse's present income to £8250 per annum ; but Gammon pledged himself that the rental of the estates could, with the greatest ease, be raised to £12,000, and that measures, in fact, were already in progress to effect so desirable a result. Then there was a sum of £20,000 due to Mr Titmouse from Mr Aubrey, on account of the mesne profits, £10,000 of which was guaranteed by Lord De la Zouch, and would very shortly become payable with interest; and the remaining £10,000 could be at any time called in. The sum finally determined upon, as a settlement upon Lady Cecilia, was £3000 a-year-surely a very substantial “consideration" for the "faithful promise to be, by-and-by, made by her at the altar-and which, moreover, she conceived she had a