controls us: All that remains is, to bear adverse fortune with patience and fortitude, than we are superior to the evils that befall us.
"You are young, my child, to hear and profit by a lesson so painful to practise as adversity; but you have good sense; you are the daughter of a soldier, and a man of honour." My father pronounced these last words with a peculiar emphasis, and with an animated countenance, that surprised and interested me; but I expressed no curiosity, and contented myself with assuring him, that "my mind should be directed by his precepts, and my conduct deserve his approbation." My answer pleased him, and he endeavoured to rally his spirits, by giving a cheerful turn to our conversation.
"We arrived at length to our place of destination, a very small village in the vicinity of Heilbron, romantically and beautifully situated. At the extremity of a few scattered houses, was the residence of a good priest, inhabited by himself, his mother, and
