' Hearts; our hearts. Hem! Again a revolving year,
ladies, had brought us to a pause in our studies--let us hope our
greatly advanced studies--and, like the mariner in his bark, the
warrior in his tent, the captive in his dungeon, and the traveller
in his various conveyances, we yearned for home. Did we say, on
such an occasion, in the opening words of Mr. Addison's impressive
tragedy:
'The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers,
And heavily in clouds brings on the day,
The great, th' important day--?'
Not so. From horizon to zenith all was couleur de rose, for all
was redolent of our relations and friends. Might WE find THEM
prospering as WE expected; might THEY find US prospering as THEY
expected! Ladies, we would now, with our love to one another, wish
one another good-bye, and happiness, until we met again. And when
the time should come for our resumption of those pursuits which
(here a general depression set in all round), pursuits which,
pursuits which;--then let us ever remember what was said by the
Spartan General, in words too trite for repetition, at the battle
it were superfluous to specify.
The handmaidens of the establishment, in their best caps, then
handed the trays, and the young ladies sipped and crumbled, and the
bespoken coaches began to choke the street. Then leave-taking was
not long about; and Miss Twinkleton, in saluting each young lady's
cheek, confided to her an exceedingly neat letter, addressed to her
next friend at law, 'with Miss Twinkleton's best compliments' in
the corner.
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