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tered too soon.into gay society, and you suffer
- for the public restraint in private.”

Her cousin looked steadily in her face, and
then smiled one of those bitter disdainful smiles
which it is always painful to see upon a woman’s
lip.

«© Sit down, Rose,” she said; “ sit down, and
copy this letter. I have been writing all night,
and yet cannot get a sufficient number finished
in time, without your assistance.”

Rose did as she was desired, and, to her as-
Se SCONE found that the letters were to the
inhabitants of a borough, which Mr. Ivers had
expressed his desire to represent. Rose wrote
and wrote; but the longest task must have a
termination. About one, the gentleman himself
came into the room, and, as Rose thought,
somewhat indifferently, expressed his surprise,
that what he came to commence, was already .
finished. Still he chid his fair wife for an exer-
tion which he feared might injure her health,
and evinced the strongest desire to succeed in
rescuing the people of L from the power
of a party to which he was opposed; , hinting,
at the same time, that the contest would drain
his purse and many of his resources.

‘And let it,’”? exclaimed Helen, when he left
the room, “ letit. I care not for that, but 1
will overturn every thing that interposes between
me and the desire I have to humble the wife of
the present representative. Look, I would hold

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