not allow a mother's fond eye to overlook, in his beauty, the soul of her child; he knew not how oft that mother had watched him in his innocent slumbers, how she had prayed beside his bed; but he remembered that, when assailed by infantine illness he had refused to take some necessary medicine, his mother's tall figure had glided by the couch, and her calm voice had hardly uttered the words before the unwelcome draught was drained to the last drop.

Several associations served to make Augustus respect rather than love his mother whilst she, his truest friend, loved him deeply, fondly, and wisely, too.

Upon his father the youth doated, for the nobleman indulged him in every whim: not exactly in the usual manner of child-spoiling, however, did he indulge him, for he neither gave him toys, sweetmeats, or kissed him twenty times a day; he neither called

the child a love, a beauty, nor a darling; but he allowed him to be as wild as any mountain deer, and to a bold and energetic boyish frame this is, perhaps, the true essence of being spoilt."

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What do petted children care for being called "loves and dears," if they are also considered too delicate, too refined, to have even a moderate share of liberty? but Augustus was free, as if possessed of wings to be stretched at his pleasure. At ten years old his tutor could manage to give his noble employers ample satisfaction, for his pupil was so quick that he could learn (and forget too) in half-an-hour, lessons which some boys take half a day to learn, and another half to forget. Then when Augustus went to college he was, in youth's significant language, a very fine fellow." With a wellfilled purse, a pair of horses, a curricle, a

boat,-a free and easy address, and a very

handsome figure, a countenance embellished with a laughing pair of dark eyes-most anti-classic in their expression; young Cunnington persuaded himself that as he was neither going to be a schoolmaster, clergyman, lawyer, nor orator, he might as well continue to be "a fine fellow," spend plenty of money, entertain his friends, and make himself as easy about degrees as no intention of trying for any could possibly make him. Young Cunnington left college in his twenty-third year, more handsome, more entertaining, more engaging in person and manners than half the young noblemen with whom he associated. They had received honours, plodded and toiled for them; their hair had thinned, and their faces grown pale, and they were called " persevering, industrious, young men," whilst young Cunnington was still termed " a clever fellow;" and truly his quick and expressive counte

nance gave rise to the supposition that had he chosen he might have obtained honours. Had he returned to his ancestral hall with a bashful face and a downcast appearance, it is probable his mother would have upbraided him, but she imagined, like every one else, that it was really because he could not be persuaded that honours were of any use to a nobleman's son, that her handsome boy had not gained them.

A mother's heart, although every female's is different in its outpouring, has, nevertheless, a germ of maternal pride ready upon every occasion to spring into full growth; and, disappointed in her dreams of ranking her son amongst clever scholars, Lady Cunnington now determined to make Augustus an orator and a politician.

To be a politician according to the Cunnington school of politics, Augustus soon found was not attainable by passing his time

in hunting and fishing. Lady Cunnington did not say "why are you a Whig? and why are you a Tory?" but she said “ your father is a Whig, and for such and such a reason he is one; these are the works he studies, these sentences which I have underlined are the groundwork of the principles upon which he acts; go now, and study your father's opinions."

So Augustus pored for two or three weeks over legislative books, which he heartily considered a most boorish way of spending his time; and after falling asleep several times over the thumb-worn pages, he began to wonder if his mother were really in her right senses, and next determined to call himself a Tory, just to enliven the evenings with a little argument. But little did Augustus know what he had entailed upon himself when he began this new system. Lady Cunnington found books which had