expected, and fears to retread the scenes where he has been happy with the departed. Why else should we delay going to Rome, which is as near the sea as Pisa, and has always been the especial spot to which my wishes pointed?"
"He said this very morning he should go soon thither, and procure us a house, you know."
"He did so; and there was trouble written in every feature of his fine countenance, at the moment. Why does he not tell me his troubles, dear Mary? why not permit my sympathy to soothe his sorrows by partaking them? He would not find me jealous or exacting; on the contrary, he would gain the freedom to mourn unwatched, to lament unreproved, to praise uncontradicted. I am willing to drop a tear on the grave of her he loved, as if she were my sister; for, surely, our preference of the same dear object, our admiration of the same virtues, form a tie between us. I can look up to her pure and happy spirit with veneration, and trust she can look down on me with approbation, if I make her beloved happy."
"Your feelings on this delicate subject are all amiable, and even exalted, my sweet sister; but there are few who can comprehend them; and, though I really think Mr. Glentworth would do so, and be sincerely grateful for your tenderness and your affectionate comprehension of his troubles, yet I do not think it will do for you to seek his confidence, or venture, as it were, to seize on his secret. We sisters have all been so ac-
