back to Coketown. If he was to resist, I should set up the cry of Stop Thief! But he won't resist, you may depend upon it." Mr. Sleary, who, with his mouth open and his rolling eye as immovably jammed in his head as his fixed one, had listened to these doctrines with profound attention, here stepped forward. dead beat (he would have walthed if he hadn't been Mr. Gradgrind overwhelmed him with thanks, of Thquire, you know perfectly well, and your daughter knowth perfectly well (better than you, becauthe I thed it to her) that I didn't know what your thon had done, and that I didn't want to know -that I thed it wath better not, though I only thought it wath thome thylarking. However, thith "Well! I don't want money mythelf, Thquire; young man having made it known to be a robbery of but Childerth ith a family man, and if you wath to a bank, why, that'th a theriouth thing; muth too like to offer him a five-pound note, it mightn't be theriouth a thing for me to compound, ath thith unactheptable. Likewithe if you wath to thtand a young man hath very properly called it; conthe-collar for the dog, or a thet of bellth for the horthe, quently, Thquire, you muthn't quarrel with me if II thould be very glad to take 'em. Brandy and take thith young man'th thide, and thay he'th right water I alwayth take." He had already called for a and there'th no help for it. But I tell you what I'll glass, and now called for another. "If you wouldn't do, Thquire; I'll drive your thon and thith young think it going too far, Thquire, to make a little man over to the rail, and prevent expothure here. I thpread for the company at about three and sixth can't conthent to do more, but I'll do that." ahead, not reckoning Luth, it would make 'em happy." Fresh lamentations from Louisa, and deeper affliction on Mr. Gradgrind's part followed this desertion of them by their last friend. But Sissy glanced at him with great attention; nor did she in her own breast misunderstand him, for, as they were all going out again, he favored her with one slight roll of his movable eye, desiring her to linger behind. As he locked the door he said excitedly : "The Thquire thood by you, Thethilia, and I'll thand by the Thquire More than that, thith ith a prethiouth rathcal and belongth to that bluthtering Cove that my people nearly pitht out o' winder. It'll be a dark night; I've got a horthe that'll do any thing but thpeak; I've got a pony that'll go fifteen mile an hour with Childerth driving of him; I've got a dog that'll keep a man to one plathe four-andtwenty hourth. Get a word with the young Thquire. Tell him when he theeth our horthe begin to danth, not to be afraid of being thpilt, but to look out for a pony-gig coming up. Tell him when he theeth that gig clothe by, to jump down, and I'll take him off at a rattling pathe. If my dog leth thith young man thtir a peg or foot, I give him leave to go. And if my horthe ever thtirth from that thpot where he beginth a danthing, till the morning-I don't know him!-Tharp'th the word!" The word was so sharp that in ten minutes Mr. Childers, sauntering about the market-place in a pair of slippers, had his cue, and Mr. Sleary's equipage was ready. It was a fine sight to behold the learned dog barking round it, and Mr. Sleary instructing him with his one practicable eye, that Bitzer was the object of his particular attentions. Soon after dark they all three got in and started; the learned dog (a formidable creature) already pinning Bitzer with his eye, and sticking close to the wheel on his side, that he might be ready for him in the event of his showing the slightest disposition to alight. The three sat up at the inn all night in great suspense; at eight o'clock in the morning Mr. Sleary and the dog re-appeared: both in high spirits. All these little tokens of his gratitude Mr. Gradgrind very willingly undertook to render. Though he thought them far too slight, he said, for such a service. 66 Very well, Thquire; then, if you'll only give a Horthe-riding a bethpeak whenever you can, you'll more than balanthe the account. Now, Thquire, if your daughter will excuthe me, I thould like one parting word with you." Louisa and Sissy withdrew into an adjoining room; and Mr. Sleary, stirring and drinking his brandy and water as he stood, went on : 66 Thquire, you don't need to be told that dogth ith wonderful animalth.” "Their instinct," said Mr. Gradgrind, prising." "is sur "Whatever you call it—and I'm bletht if I know what to call it," said Sleary, "it ith no doubt athtonithing. The way in whith a dog'll find you the dithtanthe he'll come !" good bithnith we wath doing. We wath getting up our Children in the Wood one morning, when there cometh into our Ring, by the thtage door, a dog. He had traveled a long way, he wath in very bad condition, he wath lame, and pretty well blind. He went round to our children, one after another, as if he wath looking for a child he know'd, and then he come to me, and throwd himthelf up behind, and thood on hith two forelegth, weak ath he wath, and then he wagged hith tail and died. Thquire, that dog wath Merrylegth." "Sissy's father's dog!" "Thethilia'th father'th old dog. Now, Thquire, I can take my oath, from the knowledge of that dog, that that man wath dead-and buried-afore that dog came back to me. Joth'phine and Childerth and me talked it over a long time, whether I should write or not. But we agreed, 'No. There'th nothing comfortable to tell; why unthettle her mind, and make her unhappy?' Tho, whether her father detherted her, or whether he broke hith own heart alone, rather than pull her down along with him, never will be known, now, Thquire, till-not till we know how the dogth finth uth out." "She keeps the bottle that he sent her for, to this hour and she will believe in his affection to the last moment of her life," said Mr. Gradgrind. "It theemth to prethent two thingth to a perthon, don't it, Thquire?" said Mr. Sleary, musing as he looked down into the depths of his brandy and water: "one, that there ith a love in the world, not all Thelf-intereth after all, but thomething very different; t'other, that it hath a way of ith own of calculating or not calculating, whith thomehow or another ith at leath ath hard to give a name to, ath the wayth of the dogth ith!" Mr. Gradgrind looked out of the window, and made no reply. Mr. Sleary emptied his glass, and recalled the ladies. His scent," said Mr. Gradgrind, "being so better detherving of you, and a greater comfort to fine." you. Thquire, thake hanth firth and lath! Don't be croth with uth poor vagabonth. People mutht be amused. They can't be alwayth a learning, nor yet they can't be alwayth a working; they a'n't made for it. You mutht have uth, Thquire. Do the withe thing and the kind thing too, and make the betht of uth; not the wortht!" "And I never thought before," said Mr. Sleary, putting his head in at the door again to say it, "that I wath tho muth of a Cackler!" "I'm bletht if I know what to call it," repeated Sleary, shaking his head. "But I have had dogth find me, Thquire, in a way that made me think whether that dog hadn't gone to another dog, and thed, 'You don't happen to know a perthon of the name of Thleary, in the Horthe-Riding way-thtout man-game eye?' And whether that dog mightn't have said, 'Well, I can't thay I know him mythelf, but I know a dog that I think would be likely to be acquainted with him.' And whether that dog mightn't have thought it over, and thed, 'Thleary, Thleary! O yeth, to be thure! A friend of mine lived with him at one time. I can get yon hith TT is a dangerous thing to see anything in the IT addreth directly.' In conthequenth of my being sphere of a vain blusterer, before the vain blusafore the public, and going about the muth, you terer sees it himself. Mr Bounderby felt that Mrs. thee, there muth be a number of dogth acquainted Sparsit had audaciously anticipated him, and prewith me, Thquire, that I don't know." sumed to be wiser than he. Inappeasably indigMr. Gradgrind seemed to be quite confounded by nant with her for her triumphant discovery of Mrs. this speculation. Pegler, he turned this presumption on the part of a woman in her dependent position over and over in his mind, until it accumulated with turning like a great snowball. At last he made the discovery that “All right, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, "your thon may be aboard-a-thip by thith time. Childerth "Any way," said Sleary, after putting his lips to took him off, an hour and a half after we left latht his brandy and water, "ith fourteen month ago, night. The horthe danced the Polka till he wath | Thquire, thinthe we wath at Chethter-and very CHAPTER XXXVII. to discharge this highly-connected female-to have it in his power to say, "She was a woman of family, and wanted to stick to me, but I wouldn't have it, and got rid of her "--would be to get the utmost possible amount of crowning glory out of the connection, and at the same time to punish Mrs. Sparsit according to her deserts. Filled fuller than ever with this great idea, Mr. Bounderby came into lunch, and sat himself down in the dining-room of former days, where his portrait was. Mrs. Sparsit sat by the fire, with her foot in her cotton stirrup, little thinking whither she was posting. Since the Pegler affair, this gentlewoman had covered her pity for Mr. Bounderby with a vail of quiet melancholy and contrition. In virtue thereof, it had become her habit to assume a woeful look, which woeful look she now bestowed upon her patron. Bounderby, "and it appears to my poor judg- sleep under a Bounderby chaplain, forever be sup- "Oh! Pray, sir," Mrs. Sparsit interposed, with sprightly cheerfulness, "don't disparage your judgment. Everybody knows how unerring Mr. Bounderby's judgment is. Everybody has had proofs of it. It must be the theme of general conversation. Disparage anything in yourself but your judgment, sir," said Mrs. Sparsit, laughing. "It appears to me, ma'am, I say, that a different sort of establishment altogether, would bring out a lady of your powers. Such an establishment as your relation, lady Scadgers', now. Don't you think you might find some affairs there, ma'am, to interfere with ?" "It never occurred to me before, sir," returned Mrs. Sparsit, in a light, social style of conversa"What's the matter with you, ma'am ?" said Mr. tion, "but now you mention it, I should think it Bounderby, in a very short, rough way. "Pray, sir," returned Mrs. Sparsit, "do not bite my nose off." highly probable." Here was Mr. Gradgrind on the same day, and in the same hour, sitting thoughtful in his own room. How much of futurity did he see? Did he see himself, a white-haired, decrepit man, bending his hitherto inflexible theories to appointed circumstances; making his facts and figures subservient to Faith, Hope, and Charity, and no longer trying to grind that heavenly trio in his dusty little mills? Did he catch sight of himself, therefore, much de"Then suppose you try, ma'am," said Boun- spised by his late political associates? Did he see derby, laying an envelope with a check in it, in them, in the era of its being quite settled, that the "Bite your nose off, ma'am !" repeated Mr. her little basket. "You can take your own time, national dustmen have only to do with one another, Bounderby. "Your nose" meaning, as Mrs. Spar- for going, ma'am, but perhaps in the mean while, and owe no duty to an abstraction called a People, sit conceived, that it was too developed a nose for it will be more agreeable to a lady of your pow-"taunting the honorable gentleman" with this the purpose. After which offensive implication heers of mind, to eat her meals by herself, and not to and with that, and with what not, five nights a cut himself a crust of bread, and threw the knife be intruded upon. I really ought to apologise to week, until the small hours of the morning? Prodown with a noise. you-being only Josiah Bounderby of Coketown-bably he had so much fore-knowledge, knowing his Mrs. Sparsit took her foot out of her stirrup, and for having stood in your light so long." said, "Mr. Bounderby, sir!" "Pray, don't name it, sir," returned Mrs. Sparsit. "Well, ma'am?" retorted Mr. Bounderby. "If that portrait could speak, sir-but it has the ad"What are you staring at?" vantage over the original of not possessing the "May I ask, sir,” said Mrs. Sparsit, "have you power of committing itself and disgusting othersbeen ruffled this morning?" "Yes, ma'am." "May I inquire, sir," pursued the injured woman, "whether I am the unfortunate cause of your having lost your temper?" 66 'Now, I'll tell you what, ma'am." said Bounderby, "I am not come here to be bullied. A female may be highly connected, but she can't be permitted to bother and badger a man in my position, and I am not going to put up with it." (Mr. Bounderby felt it necessary to get on, foreseeing that if he allowed of details, he would be beaten.) Mrs. Sparsit, first elevated, then knitted, her Coriolanian eyebrows; gathered up her work into its proper basket; and rose. "Sir," said she, majestically, "it is apparent to me that I am in your way at present. I will retire to my own apartment." it would testify that a long period has elapsed since Thus saying, Mrs. Sparsit, with her Roman men. Here was Louisa on the night of the same day, watching the fire as in days of yore; though with a gentler and a humbler face. How much of the future might arise before her vision? Broadsides in the streets, signed with her father's name, exonerating the late Stephen Blackpool, weaver, from misplaced suspicion, and publishing the guilt of his own unhappy son, with such extenuation as his years and temptation (he could not bring himself to add, his education) might beseech; were of the Present. So, Stephen Blackpool's tombstone, with her father's record of his death, was almost of the Present, for she knew it was to be. These things she could plainly see. But how much of the Future? A working woman, christened Rachael, after a long illness, once again appearing at the ringing of Into how much of futurity? He saw Mrs. the factory bell, and passing to and fro at the set Sparsit fighting out a daily fight at the points of all hours, among the Coketown hands; a woman of the weapons in the female armory, with the grudg-|a pensive beauty, always dressed in black, but ing, smarting, peevish, tormenting Lady Scadgers, sweet-tempered and serene, and even cheerful; a still laid up in bed with her mysterious leg, and gobbling her insufficient income down by about the middle of every quarter, in a mean little airless lodging, a mere closet for one, a mere crib for two; but did he see more? Did he catch any glimpse of himself making a show of Bitzer to strangers as the rising young man, so devoted to his master's great merits, who had now young Tom's place, and "Allow me to open the door, ma'am." "Thank you, sir; I can do it for myself." "You had better allow me, ma'am," said Bounderby, passing her, and getting his hand upon the lock, "because I can take the opportunity of saying a word to you before you go. Mrs. Sparsit, ma'am, I rather think you are cramped here, do you know? | had almost captured young Tom himself, in the It appears to me that under my humble roof there's hardly opening enough for a lady of your genius in other people's affairs." times when by various rascals he was spirited away? Did he see any faint reflection of his own image making a vain-glorious will, whereby fiveand-twenty self-made men, past fifty years of age, each taking upon himself the name, Josiah Bounderby, of Coketown, should forever dine in Boun“I have been thinking it over, you see, since derby Hall, forever lodge in Bounderby Buildings, the late affairs have happened, ma'am, said forever attend a Bounderby chapel, forever go to Mrs. Sparsit gave him a look of the darkest scorn, and said, with great politeness, Really, sir?" woman who, of all the people in the place, alone appeared to have compassion on a degraded drunken wretch of her own sex, who was sometimes seen in the town secretly begging of her, and crying to her; a woman working, ever working, but content to do it, and preferring to do it, as her natural lot, until she should be too old to labor any more? Did Louisa see this? Such a thing was to be. A lonely brother, many thousands of miles away, writing on paper blotted with tears, that her words had soon come true, and that all the treasures in the world would be cheaply bartered for a sight of her dear face! At length this brother, coming nearer home, with hope of seeing her, and being delayed by illness; and then a letter, in a strange hand, saying he died in hospital of fever, such a day, and died of penitence and love of you: his last word being your name! Did Louisa see these things? Such things were to be. lace. One dress of white is trimmed with seven lace. The under-trimming consists, in addition to flounces, the uppermost one fastened in at the the feather cordon at the edge, of white blonde, waist. At the edge of each flounce there is a row black lace foliage, and loops of pink ribbon. Of two Herself again a wife—a mother-lovingly watch- of lace, nearly three inches in width, and upon the bonnets, destined for a superior style of out-door ful of her children, ever careful that they should flounce, above and below, a wreath of flowers is costume, one-a Leghorn-is trimmed on the outhave a childhood in the mind no less than a child-embroidered in white. Each flounce is finished at side with orange blossom, and in the inside with hood of the body, as knowing it to be even a more bows of gauze ribbon. A small veil, or, as it is beautiful thing, and any hoarded scrap of the former termed, a voilette, of tulle, embroidered with white a blessing and happiness to the wisest? Did Louisa and pink silk, is attached to the end of the bonnet. see this? Such a thing was never to be. This voilette is turned back over the front, the ends descending on each side. The other bonnet is formed of bouillons of white tulle, and is trimmed with honeysuckle and mignonette. The undertrimming consists of sprays of mignonette and blonde. But happy Sissy's happy children loving her; all children loving her; she, grown learned in childish lore; thinking no innocent and pretty fancy ever to be despised; trying hard to know her humbler fellow-creatures, and to beautify their lives of machinery and reality with those imaginative graces and delights, without which the heart of infancy will wither up, the sturdiest physical manhood will be morally stark death, and the plainest national prosperity figures can show will be the Writing on the Wall; she holding this course as part of no fantastic vow, or bond, or brotherhood, or sisterhood, or pledge, or covenant, or fancy dress or fancy fair; but as a duty to be done-did Louisa see these things of herself? These things were to be! Dear reader! It rests with you and me, whether, in our two fields of action, similar things shall be or not. Let them be. We shall sit with lighter bosoms on the hearth, to see the ashes of our fires turn gray and cold. THE END. BY MRS. ANN S. STEPHENS. and the edge by a frill of lace, set on in slight fullness. A dress suited to a morning party, is of very pale MONTHLY REVIEW OF THE FASHIONS. there are two rows of the same, finished with small bows in the inner part of the arm. The undersleeves consist of full puffs of lace, with vandyked cuffs, turned up. Under the corsage is worn a chemisette of lace, with a vandyked falling collar, corresponding with the cuffs. The bonnet is of white crenoline, trimmed with rows of scalloped white silk, set on full. At each side, a small boquet of roses. Under trimming of the same flowers, intermingled with blonde. THE weather is absolutely delicious now; every fashionable thoroughfare in the city is swarming with ladies preparing for their Autumn toilets. The principal milliners all had their opening day on Thursday, the 21st September, and such wonders we never witnessed. BONNETS and are profusely trimmed with feathers, flowers, The show-rooms of Miss Jarvis, 72 Canal street, of Mrs. Cripps, 111 Canal street, and of the leading Broadway milliners, were crowded beyond anything are made small as ever; but crowns that slope less, we have before witnessed; and the quantities of new mantillas that went from Bell's, 58 Canal street, during the last three weeks, is really beyond belief. His styles are really superb this season; and the rich trimmings of silk plush which he has rendered the choice trimming of the season are in the highest favor everywhere. DRESS GOODS Though the blossom season is over, there is no diminution in the production of artificial flowers, since they form the principal ornament employed for evening costume in the country. Of the new flowers for the hair which have just appeared, the aster is one of the lightest and prettiest. This flower is now made in feather, and the foliage of crape. Some fancy flowers in satin and gauze may also be mentioned as very elegant. With these, jewels are frequently intermingled. Among the flowers employed either for the coiffure or for trimming ball and evening dresses, are the camellia, clematis, honeysuckle, and mignonette. Whilst on the subject of flowers, we must not omit to mention that the new bridal wreaths are formed (in conjunction with orange blossom) of lilly of the valley, white carnation, jasmine, and clematis. MANTILLAS are so various in style, that we can scarcely tell which will be the favorite pattern. There is a general fashion that runs through all the cloaks and mantillas of the year. The bodies are all made full behind, and a great deal of trimming is used. Cloth is oftener pinked than embroidered for autumn wear, and some of the most charming little garments we ever saw are made with scarcely a half hours' sewing on them, which, of course, renders the price very low in comparison to their beauty. Among the novelties which have just appeared may be mentioned shawls of green, blue, ruby, or violet-colored velvet; they are trimmed with a magnificent fringe, composed of chenille, silk, and tassels intermingled: this fringe is not sewed to the edge of the shawl, but is placed at some distance above it, so as to fall entirely upon the velvet, by which means a peculiarly rich effect is produced. The fringe is headed by a row of braid broché in different tints harmonising with the color of the velvet, and another row of the same braid is placed at the edge of the shawl. Various-colored trimmings employed in ornamenting bonnets are now very frequently combined with some material in black. Among the new bonnets of this kind which have just appeared, may be mentioned one composed of bouillons of lemoncolor crape, separated one from the other by a frill of black lace. A flower of a novel and peculiar kind has been selected to ornament this bonnet, viz.: a black rose with a yellow centre. The black part of the rose is composed of taffety, and the centre of yellow. Another bonnet, partially trimmed with black, and more distingué than the one just described, consists of bouillons of pink crape; between the bouillons there is a narrow row or cordon of pink and black feather fringe. A cordon of the same borders the edge of the brim in the inside, and Among the most elegant of the dresses prepared the edge of the bavolet. On each side is a bouquet for evening assemblies in the country, are some of carnations in black and white, composed of composed of glacé silk, enriched with trimmings of feathers, accompanied by drooping foliage in black black glazed leather. are really wonderful in their beauty. The large plaids have not only kept their own, but are becoming enormous. In fact, it will, by and bye, require two persons to exhibit an entire pattern unless this fancy for large plaids and broad stripes is checked. We rather like it though; there is a richness and style in these patterns very effective and brilliant beyond anything; such broad masses of color brought in artistic contrast, have something regal in the effect, which we rather admire. We add the description of a boy's dress from Newman. It is intended for a little boy of four or five years of age :-Blouse of plaided cashmere, confined round the waist by a band of black velvet, fastened by a steel buckle. Cloak of fine grey cloth, trimmed with black velvet; the trimming consisting of ends of velvet set on round the edge of the cloak. Cuffs and collar of needlework; and trousers of cambric muslin, edged with the same. Boots of grey cashmere, of the color of the cloak, tipped with |