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WARLEY to Lady MARY SUTTON.
Barford Abbey.
BARFORD ABBEY! Yes, my dearest Lady,--I date from Barford
Abbey: a house I little thought ever to have seen, when I have listened
hours to a description of it from Mr. Jenkings.--What are houses,--what
palaces, in competition with that honour, that satisfaction, I received by
your Ladyship's last letter!--The honour all must acknowledge;--the

satisfaction is not on the surface,--it centers in the heart.--I feel too
much to express any thing.--One moment an orphan; next the adopted
child of Lady Mary Sutton.--What are titles, except ennobled by virtue!
That only makes a coronet fit graceful on the head;--that only is the
true ornament of greatness.
Pardon my disobedience.--Can there be a stronger command than your
request?--But, my Lady, I must have died,--my life must have been the
sacrifice, had I gone to the Lodge.--The windows opposite, the
windows of that little mansion where I spent nineteen happy years with
my angelic benefactress,--could it be borne?--Your Ladyship's absence
too;--what an aggravation;--The young ladies you kindly propose for
my companions, though very amiable, could not have shut my eyes, or
deaden'd my other senses.
Now let me account for being at Barford Abbey.--Was Mr. Jenkings
my father, I think I could not love him more; yet when he press'd me to
return with him to Hampshire, I was doubtful whether to consent, till
your Ladyship's approbation of him was confirmed in so particular a
manner.--His son an only one;--the fine fortune he must possess;--these
were objections not only of mine, but, I believe, of my dear, dear--Oh!
my Lady, I cannot yet write her name.--Often has she check'd Mr.
Jenkings, when he has solicited to take me home with him:--her very
looks spoke she had something to fear from such a visit.--She loved
me;--the dear angel loved me with maternal affection, but her partiality
never took place of noble, generous sentiments.--Young people, she has
frequently said, are, by a strict intimacy, endeared to each other. This, I
doubt not, was her motive for keeping me at a distance.--She well knew
my poor expectations were ill suited to his large ones.--I know what
was her opinion, and will steadily adhere to it.
Edmund, to do him common justice, is a desirable youth:--such a one
as I can admire his good qualities, without another with than to imitate
them.--Monday, the tenth, I took my leave of Hillford Down, and, after
a melancholy journey, arrived Tuesday evening at Mr.
Jenkings's.--Nothing did I enjoy on the road;--in spight of my
endeavours, tears stream'd from my eyes incessantly;--even the fine

prospects that courted attention, pass'd unnotic'd.--My good conductor
strove to draw me off from gloomy subjects, but in vain, till we came
within a few miles of his house; then of a sudden I felt a serenity,
which, for some time, has been a stranger to my breast;--a serenity I
cannot account for.
_Mrs. Jenkings!_--never shall I forget her humanity. She flew to the
chaise the instant it stopp'd, receiv'd me with open arms, and conducted
me to the parlour, pouring out ten thousand welcomes, intermingled
with fond embraces.--She is, I perceive, one of those worthy creatures,
who make it a point to consider their husbands friends as their own; in
my opinion, the highest mark of conjugal happiness.
Plac'd in a great chair next the fire, every one was busied in something
or other for my refreshment.--One soul,--one voice,--one manner, to be
seen in the father,--mother,--son:--they look not on each other but with
a smile of secret satisfaction. To me their hearts speak the same
expressive language;--their house,--their dress,--their words, plainly
elegant.--Envy never stops at such a dwelling;--nothing there is fit for
her service:--no pomp,--no grandeur,--no ostentation.--I slept sweetly
the whole night;--sweetly!--not one disagreeable idea intruded on my
slumbers.
Coming down in the morning, I found breakfast on the table, linen
white as snow, a large fire,--every thing that speaks cleanliness, content,
and plenty.--The first thing in a house which attracts my notice is the
fire;--I conclude from that, if the hearts of the inhabitants are warm or
cold.--Our conversation was interesting;--it might have lasted, for aught
I know, till dinner, had it not been interrupted by the entrance of Sir
James and Lady Powis.--I knew Mr. Jenkings was their steward, but
never expected they came to his house with such easy freedom.--We
arose as they entered:--I was surprised to see Mr. and Mrs. Jenkings
appear confused;--in my opinion, their visitors accosted them more like
equals than dependants.
Your Ladyship cannot imagine how greatly I was prepossessed in their
favour even before they spoke.--In their manner was something that
struck me excessively;--few--very few--can express the nameless

beauties of grace,--never to be seen but in a carriage sweetly humble.
Lady Powis seated herself opposite to me.--We called, said she,
addressing Mr. Jenkings, to inquire