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and imitate their examples. Good and bad there will be of all parties; but these things prove to me, the reality of the Christian dispensation, since nothing but its own native simplicity and purity, could have preserved it in existence, while placed in the hands of such teachers, whose lives are so contrary to its holy designs.

[Mr. Spiteful being wanted at Mapleton, rose up in haste, and sought for his hat and cane.

The cane being mislaid, he scolded Madam Toogood's maid, and according to an accustomed expression of his, called upon

the devil* to know where it was, and when found, trudged off to adıninister the sacrament to Mrs. Formal, as fit for the office as was another of the same stamp, who was called from a puppet show on a similar occasion. After this the rest of the company speedily dispersed.]

* A very favourite mode of speech with Mr. Spiteful. See the Anti-Jacobin Review, passim.

The reader may easily judge from this hint, and from the spirit and temper of the Rev. Mr. Spiteful, who had a deal of leisure time, that he was a very great scribbler for the Anti-Jacobin Review, the Orthodox Churchman's Magasine, the Porcupine, and of late for several other party publications, which I shall forbear to name, and some other publications of the same stamp; and any one may naturally suppose, from the low and scurrilous style of his conversa tion, that his productions were greatly admired, by all the editors of that class of periodical publications.






The Reader may have discovered towards the conclusion of the last Dialogue, that something of an extraordinary nature had occurred at Lower Brookfield, which gave Mr. Spiteful and Madam Toogood an opportunity of farther exemplifying their wicked spleen, against the exemplary Mr. Lovegood, and the highly respectable Mr. Worthy : fully evidencing how readily the tongue of slander, can pervert by a malicious colouring, the best of actions, into the worst of crimes.

Edward, the landlord of the Golden Lion, whose conversion was noticed in a former Dialogue, comes to Mr. Lovegood and begs his advice.

Edward. Sir, if I don't interrupt you, I should be glad to lay before you the case of an unfortunate, but I believe, a really penitent young woman, now at our house.

Loveg. You know Edward, I am always happy to attend to every circumstance relative to poor penitents. Sit down, and tell me your story.


Edw. Why Sir, you may have heard that a gentleman, (at least by his looks,) took lodgings, at a private house in our village, with a very fine gay-looking young woman, and every one thought she was his wife.

They came about a fortnight ago to our Church; and a few days after that, she came to our house in much distress, and without the gentleman with whom she lived. This made me think it necessary to tell her, that we were very cautious whom we took into our house, and then pointed her to our rules. She looked at a few of them, threw herself back in the chair, and quite fainted away.

Mrs. Loveg. Oh! my dear, how I was struck at her appearance,

when she first came to our Church ! You no sooner began to preach than she was all attention, and soon seemed almost melted into tears; and since then, though she has come without the gentleman, she has constantly attended; even last Wednesday she was there at the lecture, though it rained so fast. I cannot but hope, that God has sent a signal blessing home to her heart! she appears to me to be exceedingly downcast, and distressed.

Loveg. Why my love, you know I have often said, that, independent of the preacher's abilities, nothing is attended with such a glorious efficacy as the simple preaching of the Gospel of Christ. (To Edward.] But Edward, what brought her into these parts ?

Edw. Why he had heard inuch of the beauties of the country, aud of 'Squire Worthy's park, and that brought him to spend a few days in the village, in their way to Newmarket races.

Loveg. Profligates of every rank, are sure to meet in abundance at that place. But you must tell us more of her story.

Edw. O Sir! she tells me the most affecting story I ever heard in all my life: how she was seduced from her husband, by the artful, wicked man who has brought her into these parts; and as soon as she was convinced of her evil ways, he left her; and she has

been at my house ever since, crying and sobbing enough to break one's heart. And when my wife attempts to comfort her, she begins weeping again, twice as much as before; and says, “ You have been a faithful wife to a kind and affectionate husband : but 0! what a wicked and ungrateful monster I have been !” She will then ask us if she can do any thing for us, if it was only to work at her needle, stand at the washing tub, or even weed in the garden, as she fears since the gentleman has left her, she shall not be able to pay for her board ? as she has but a few shillings left for her support. But with your leave Sir, she wishes she may lay her unhappy case before you, as she much desires your advice.

Loveg. With all my heart Edward, but it will be necessary to have other evidence, to hear what she may have to relate on such a story. And I have no doubt but Mr. Worthy, who is always ready for every good word and work, will attend and assist me with bis wise and good advice. I will call upon him tomorrow morning, and send you word directly, when she sball attend. But what is her name?

Edw. Her proper name, it seems is Chipman, though she came into these parts under the name of Lady Dash : but if ever that name is mentioned to her, she cries," 0! let me never hear of the horrid name of Dash any more.

Loveg. Well Edward, to-morrow you shall hear from me again; in the interval present her with this book for her perusal. [Mr. Lovegood gives hini "Doddridge's Rise and Progress of Religion in the Soul,” and retires.]

[On the following day she was sent for to Mr Lovegood's. Mr. Worthy attended : the young woman was introduced by Edward, agitated and in deep distress. ]

Loveg. Come in, sit down until your mind is a little composed, and tell us of your calamities. We wish to show nothing but pity and compassion, 10


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[She falls into strong hysterics, and at intervals cries: O my dear husband, his heart will be broken! O my lovely forsaken babe!-What a brute!O my most dear and tender father !—What a monster!-She afterwards a little recovers, and cries, How can you admit so vile a wretch within your doors ? What an ungrateful monster have I been before God and man!]

Loveg. But the vilest of sinners may be saved Be calm ; and let us hear the cause of your distress. [After several attempts Mrs. Chipman thus begins her story.]

Mrs. Chipm. Ah Sir! I have grieved the best of parents; forsaken the tenderest of husbands; have left my dear babe behind me; and all through the

; pride and wickedness of my own heart, in suffering myself to be seduced by the worst of men.

Loveg. But if you are not somewhat more particular in relating your calamities, I fear it will scarcely be in our power to assist you with our advice.

Chipm. Sir, my father whose name is Reader, was the best of husbands to my mother, the kindest of parents to his children; and a man of strict integrity among his neighbours. He was by profession, a school master, in a small town called Locksbury, in the west of England : and being well-informed limself, he gave me a good education.

But his family afflictions have been very severe ; for my eldest h:other was born an ideot, my next brother took a very wild turn indeed, and my father does know whether lie is dead or alive, as he went abroad and has not been heard of these five years, and I was the next, and ob ! what a wretch have I been?

[She is again, too much overcome to continue her story; after she recovers, she is addressed by]

Mr. Worthy. Mrs. Chipman, you may depend upon it, you are conversing with your real friends and advisers. [Mr. Lovegood adjoins]—Yes; and with such friends also as rejoice over you in the depth of

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