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Updated: September 15, 2025


They are exactly the carriages that it was the height of a lady's ambition to ride in, in the days of Sir Charles Grandison, and Mr. Tom Jones.

There were almost tears in the colonel's eyes at the picture of Grandison's sufferings that he conjured up. Dick still professed to be slightly skeptical, and met Charity's severely questioning eye with bland unconsciousness. The colonel killed the fatted calf for Grandison, and for two or three weeks the returned wanderer's life was a slave's dream of pleasure.

Dickens and others have made us familiar; but I doubt if the most practical money-maker in Wall Street could read it without feeling uncomfortable. How, after describing such a character as Clarissa, Richardson could turn to the whale-bone figures in "Sir Charles Grandison" is quite incomprehensible.

Miss Temple was the affianced bride of Lord Montfort, but her heart was Captain Armine's: Captain Armine, in the estimation of his parents, was the pledged husband of Miss Grandison, while he and his cousin had, in fact, dissolved their engagement. Mr. Temple more than suspected his daughter's partiality for Ferdinand.

'Thank you, my dear grandpapa, said the astonished Ferdinand, who really did not expect more than fifty, perhaps even a moiety of that more moderate sum; 'thank you, my dear grandpapa; I am very much obliged to you, indeed. 'I wish I could do more for you; I do, indeed, said Lord Grandison; 'but nobody ever thinks of paying his rent now.

We have had some English and French writers who aimed at what you suggest. In that of Sir Charles Grandison, a noble pattern of every private virtue, with sentiments so exalted as to render him equal to every public duty. Plutarch. Are both these characters by the same author? Ay, Master Plutarch, and what will surprise you more, this author has printed for me. Plutarch.

'Not far from Armine! still repeated Miss Grandison. 'Digby, said Miss Temple, turning to him at this moment, 'tell Mr. Glastonbury about your sphinx at Rome. It was granite, was it not? 'And most delicately carved. I never remember having observed an expression of such beautiful serenity. The discovery that, after all, they are male countenances is quite mortifying.

"Should you mind telling me something else?" said Jimmy. "Anything anything!" "Did the the auspicious event take place before or since that afternoon we first met in Grandison Square?" "A few days before." "I am sorry you kept me in the dark," was the answer. "So am I," she said. He took one hand out of his pocket and ran his fingers through his hair.

Hazelton and some other ladies were to enliven the evening with music, accompanied on the piano by Mr. Grandison. The lecture animadverted at some length concerning the temptations which beset young men, and warned them to avoid vice of all kinds, drinking, gambling, and the rest.

Germain, and ever so many of the present people: M. Thiers, and Count Mole, and Georges Sand, and Victor Hugo, and Jules Janin I forget half their names. And yesterday we went to see his mother, Madame de Florac. I suppose she was an old flame of the Colonel's, for their meeting was uncommonly ceremonious and tender. It was like an elderly Sir Charles Grandison saluting a middle-aged Miss Byron.

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