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lovely　face　smiling　approbation；　while　his　fingers
glided　over　the　flute　with　a　rapidity　and　skill　that
produced　an　astonishing　variety　and　gradation　of
sounds。　At　length；　thought　he；　I　have　succeeded；
and　have　made　an　impression　on　this　charming　girl
that　is　allied　to　admiration。　The　idea　gave　him
spirits　for　the　task；　and　his　performance　exceeded
any　thing　the　company　had　ever　witnessed　before。
On　laying　down　the　instrument；　he　approached　the
place　where　the　friends　were　sitting；　with　an
exultation　in　his　eyes　that　was　inferior　only　to
modesty　in　the　power　to　captivate。

〃Certainly；　Mr。　Delafield；〃　cried　Maria　Osgood；　〃you
have　outdone　your　own　outdoings。〃

〃If　I　have　been　so　fortunate　as　to　please　here；　then
I　am　rewarded　indeed；〃　said　the　youth；　with　a　bow
and　an　expression　that　rendered　it　a　little　doubtful
to　which　of　the　ladies　the　compliment　was
addressed。　At　this　instant；　George　Morton
approached　them。

〃Mr。　Delafield；　let　me　make　you　acquainted　with　Mr。
Morton；〃　said　Maria；　glancing　her　eye　at　the　former
in　a　manner　that　he　understood。

〃I　have　great　pleasure　in　taking　Mr。　Morton　by　the
hand；〃　said　Seymour；　〃if　he　will　excuse　the　want　of
ceremony　in　this　company。　The　lesson　that　you
gave　to　me　yesterday；　sir；　will　not　soon　be
forgotten。〃

〃In　what　manner；　sir？〃　inquired　George；　with　a　little
embarrassment　and　a　conscious　blush。

〃In　teaching　me；　among　others；　Mr。　Morton；　the
difference　between　active　and　passive　humanity
between　that　which　is　satisfied　with　feeling；　and
that　which　prompts　to　serve。〃

To　this　unexpected　compliment　young　Morton　could
do　no　more　than　bow　in　silence；　for　it　was　too
flattering　for　a　replyand　too　true　to　deny。　As
Delafield　turned　his　eye；　at　a　little　loss　to　know
whether　to　be　pleased　or　not　with　his　own　humility；
he　met　a　look　from　Charlotte　that　more　than
rewarded　him　for　the　effort。　It　was　a　mild；
benevolent；　pure　glance；　that　spoke　admiration　and
heartfelt　pleasure。　He　forgot　his　solo；　and　the
expected　compliments；　and；　for　the　rest　of　the
evening；　that　thrilling　expression　floated　in　his
brain；　and　was　present　to　his　thoughts；　it　was
worth　a　thousand　of　the　studied　glances　that　were
continually　aimed　at　him　from　all　sides　of　the　room；
and　with　every　variety　of　eyefrom　the　piercing
black；　to　the　ogling　gray。　It　was　a　look　that　came
directly　from；　and　went　to；　the　heart。　If　young
ladies　always　knew　how　nicely　nature　has　qualified
the　other　sex　to　judge　of　their　actions；　what
multitudes　of　astonishingly　expressive　glances；　and
artfully　contrived　gestures　and　movements；　would
sink　down　into　looks；　that　indicated　feelings　and
motives；　that　were　adapted　to　the　occasion！　What
trouble　in　creating　incidents　that　might　draw　out
charms　would　be　avoided！　And；　in　short；　how　much
extra　labour；　both　of　body　and　mind；　would　be
spared！

This　agreeable　contemplation　of　Mr。　Delafield　was
soon　interrupted　by　the　cheerful　voice　of　Maria
Osgood；　who　cried

〃Bless　me；　George；　you　really　do　look　ill。〃

〃It　is　seldom　that　I　have　much　health　to　boast　of；〃
replied　the　youth；　in　a　feeble　voice；　and　with　a　still
feebler　smile。

〃But；〃　said　Maria；　without　reflecting；　〃you　look
worse　than　usual。〃

There　was　so　much　truth　in　this　remark；　that　the
young　man　could　only　smile　in　silence；　while
Seymour；　surveying　the　very　plain　exterior　of　his
new　acquaintance；　turned　his　eyes　with　additional
satisfaction　towards　a　mirror　that　reflected　his　own
form　from　head　to　feet。

〃You　will　not　attempt　the　flute　to…night；　George？〃
said　Charlotte。

〃I　believe　I　must；　or　not　fulfil　my　engagement　to
Mrs。　Osgood。〃

〃Surely；〃　continued　Charlotte；　in　a　low　tone　to　her
friend；　〃George　had　better　not　play；　looking　so　ill　as
he　does。〃

〃Certainly　not；　besides；　his　performance　would　not
shine　after　that　of　Mr。　Delafield。〃

Seymour　overheard　this　speech；　which　was　really
intended　only　for　the　ear　of　Charlotte；　and　he　was
instantly　seized　with　an　unaccountable　desire　to
hear　the　flute　of　Mr。　Morton。　Seymour　was
conscious　that　he　played　well；　and　could　he　have
forgotten　the　indifference　that　Miss　Henly　exhibited
to　his　performance；　would　have　been　abundantly
flattered　with　the　encomiums　that　were　lavished　on
his　skill。

A　request　from　the　mistress　of　the　mansion　now
compelled　George　to　make　his　appearance　among
the　musicians；　and　in　a　few　minutes　his　flute　was
heard　alone。　There　was　a　vacancy　in　the　looks　of
Charlotte；　during　the　scientific　execution　of　the
different　individuals　who　had　been　labouring　at　the
several　instruments　in　the　course　of　the　evening；
that　denoted　a　total　indifference　to　the　display。
But；　the　moment　that　George　was　called　on　to　take
his　part　in　the　entertainment；　this　restlessness
disappeared；　and　was　succeeded　by　an　expression
of　intense　interest　and　deep　anxiety。　The　melody　of
George　was　simple　and　plaintive；　he　aimed　at　no
extraordinary　exhibition　of　skill；　and　it　was　difficult
to　compare　his　music　with　that　of　Seymour。　The
latter；　however；　studied　the　countenance　of　the
young　lady　near　him　as　the　best　index　to　their
comparative　merit；　and　he　was　soon　able　to　read
his　own　want　of　success。　For　the　first　few　minutes；
anxiety　was　the　principal　expression　portrayed　in
her　lovely　face；　but　it　was　soon　succeeded　by　a
deep　and　powerful　emotion。　There　is　something
contagious　in　the　natural　expression　of　our
passions；　that　insensibly　enlists　the　sympathies　of
the　beholderand　Seymour　felt　a　soft　melancholy
stealing　over　him　as　he　gazed；　that　was　but　a　faint
reflection　of　the　tenderness　excited　in　the　breast　of
Charlotte；　while　she　listened　to　sounds　that
penetrated　to　her　very　soul。　There　is　no　mistaking
the　effect　of　music　that　depends　only　on　its
melody。　Its　appeal　to　the　heart　is　direct　end
unequivocal；　and　nothing　but　callous　indifference
can　resist　its　power。　The　most　profound　silence
pervaded　the　apartment；　and　George　was　enabled
to　finish　his　piece　with　a　spirit　that　increased　with
the　attention。　As　the　last　breathing　notes　died　on
the　ear；　Delafield　turned　to　meet　those　eyes　which
had　already　secured　an　unconscious　victory；　and
saw　them　moistened　with　a　lustre　that　added　to
their　natural　softness。　Beauty　in　tears　is
proverbially　irresistibleand　the　youth；　bending
forward；　said　in　a　voice　that　was　modulated　to　the
stillness　of　the　room

〃Such　melody；　Miss　Henly；　captivates　the　senses。〃

〃Does　it　not　touch　the　heart？〃　asked　the　young
lady；　with　a　little　of　unusual　animation。

〃The　heart　too。　But　Mr。　Morton　looks　exhausted
after　his　labours。〃

All　the　pleasure　which　had　shone　in　the
countenance　of　Charlotte；　vanished　instantly；　and
gave　place　to　deep　concern。

〃Oh！　it　is　unjustifiable；　thus　to　purchase　pleasure　at
the　expense　of　another；〃　said　she；　in　a　tone　that
Seymour　scarcely　heard。

How　tenderly　would　the　man　be　loved；　thought　the
youth；　who　succeeded　in　engaging　the　affections　of
this　young　creature！　how　disinterested　is　her
regardand　how　considerate　are　her　feelings！　Here
will　I　trust　my　hopes　for　happiness　in　this　life；　and
here　will　I　conquer；　or　here　will　I　die！

No　two　persons　could　possibly　be　actuated　by
sensations　more　different　than　Charlotte　and
Seymour　Delafield。　He　had　been　so　long　palled　with
the　attentions　of　managing　mothers　and　designing
daughters；　had　seen　so　much　of　female
manoeuvring；　and　had　so　easily　seen　through　it；
that　the　natural　and　inartificial　loveliness　of
Charlotte　touched　his　senses　with　a　freshness　of
delicacy　that　to　him　was　as　captivating　as　it　was
novel。　Upon　unpractised　men；　the　arts　of　the　sex
are　often　successful；　but　generally　they　are　allies
that　increase　the　number　of　the　assailants；　without
promoting　the　victory。　It　is　certain　that　many　a　fair
one　played　that　evening　in　order　that　Mr。　Delafield
might　applaud；　that　some　sighed　that　he　might
hear；　and　others　ogled　that　he　might　sigh：　but　not
one　made　the　impression　that　the　quiet；　speaking
eye；　and　artless　but　peaceful　nature　of　Charlotte
produced　on　the　youth。　While　this　novel　feeling　was
gaining　ground　in　the　bosom　of　Mr。　Delafield；
Charlotte　saw　nothing　in　her　new　acquaintance　but
a　gentleman　of　extraordinary　personal　beauty；
agreeable　manners；　and　graceful　addressqualities
that　are　always　sure　to　please；　and；　not　unusually；
to　captivate。　But　to　her　he　was　a　stranger；　and
Charlotte；　who　never　thought　or　reasoned　on　the
subject；　would　have　been　astonished　had　one
seriously　spoken　of　her　loving　him。　The　road　to
conquest　with　her　lay　through　her　heart；　and　was
but　little　connected　with　her　imagination。

〃Heigho！　George；〃　cried　Maria；　as　he　approached；
〃you　have　given　me　the　dolefuls。〃

〃And　me　both　pleasure　and　pain；〃　said　Charlotte。

〃Why　the　latter？〃　asked　the　youth；　quickly。

〃Surely　it　was　imprudent　in　you　to　play；　with　such　a
cold。〃

The　lip　of　the　youth　quivered；　and　a　smile　of
mournful　and　indefinable　meaning　passed　over　his
features；　but　he　continued　silent。

〃It　is　to　be　hoped　it　had　one　good　effect　at　least；〃
continued　Maria。

〃Such　as　what？〃

〃Such　as　putting　the　little　dears　to　sleep　in　the
nursery；　which　is　directly　over　our　heads。〃

〃It　is　well　if　I　have　done　that　little　good；〃　said
George。

〃You