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of these old officers could boast of; they had slight influence 

with the great; who gave themselves very little trouble either 

about them or their families。



'I have been writing to the Duke;' said my father one day to my 

excellent mother; after we had been at home somewhat better than a 

year。  'I have been writing to the Duke of York about a commission 

for that eldest boy of ours。  He; however; affords me no hopes; he 

says that his list is crammed with names; and that the greater 

number of the candidates have better claims than my son。'



'I do not see how that can be;' said my mother。



'Nor do I;' replied my father。  'I see the sons of bankers and 

merchants gazetted every month; and I do not see what claims they 

have to urge; unless they be golden ones。  However; I have not 

served my king fifty years to turn grumbler at this time of life。  

I suppose that the people at the head of affairs know what is most 

proper and convenient; perhaps when the lad sees how difficult; 

nay; how impossible it is that he should enter the army; he will 

turn his mind to some other profession; I wish he may!'



'I think he has already;' said my mother; 'you see how fond he is 

of the arts; of drawing and painting; and; as far as I can judge; 

what he has already done is very respectable; his mind seems quite 

turned that way; and I heard him say the other day that he would 

sooner be a Michael Angelo than a general officer。  But you are 

always talking of him; what do you think of doing with the other 

child?'



'What; indeed!' said my father; 'that is a consideration which 

gives me no little uneasiness。  I am afraid it will be much more 

difficult to settle him in life than his brother。  What is he 

fitted for; even were it in my power to provide for him?  God help 

the child!  I bear him no ill will; on the contrary; all love and 

affection; but I cannot shut my eyes; there is something so strange 

about him!  How he behaved in Ireland!  I sent him to school to 

learn Greek; and he picked up Irish!'



'And Greek as well;' said my mother。  'I heard him say the other 

day that he could read St。 John in the original tongue。'



'You will find excuses for him; I know;' said my father。  'You tell 

me I am always talking of my first…born; I might retort by saying 

you are always thinking of the other:  but it is the way of women 

always to side with the second…born。  There's what's her name in 

the Bible; by whose wiles the old blind man was induced to give to 

his second son the blessing which was the birthright of the other。  

I wish I had been in his place!  I should not have been so easily 

deceived! no disguise would ever have caused me to mistake an 

impostor for my first…born。  Though I must say for this boy that he 

is nothing like Jacob; he is neither smooth nor sleek; and; though 

my second…born; is already taller and larger than his brother。'



'Just so;' said my mother; 'his brother would make a far better 

Jacob than he。'



'I will hear nothing against my first…born;' said my father; 'even 

in the way of insinuation:  he is my joy and pride; the very image 

of myself in my youthful days; long before I fought Big Ben; though 

perhaps not quite so tall or strong built。  As for the other; God 

bless the child!  I love him; I'm sure; but I must be blind not to 

see the difference between him and his brother。  Why; he has 

neither my hair nor my eyes; and then his countenance! why; 'tis 

absolutely swarthy; God forgive me!  I had almost said like that of 

a gypsy; but I have nothing to say against that; the boy is not to 

be blamed for the colour of his face; nor for his hair and eyes; 

but; then; his ways and manners! … I confess I do not like them; 

and that they give me no little uneasiness … I know that he kept 

very strange company when he was in Ireland; people of evil report; 

of whom terrible things were said … horse…witches and the like。  I 

questioned him once or twice upon the matter; and even threatened 

him; but it was of no use; he put on a look as if he did not 

understand me; a regular Irish look; just such a one as those 

rascals assume when they wish to appear all innocence and 

simplicity; and they full of malice and deceit all the time。  I 

don't like them; they are no friends to old England; or its old 

king; God bless him!  They are not good subjects; and never were; 

always in league with foreign enemies。  When I was in the 

Coldstream; long before the Revolution; I used to hear enough about 

the Irish brigades kept by the French kings; to be a thorn in the 

side of the English whenever opportunity served。  Old Sergeant 

Meredith once told me that in the time of the Pretender there were 

always; in London alone; a dozen of fellows connected with these 

brigades; with the view of seducing the king's soldiers from their 

allegiance; and persuading them to desert to France to join the 

honest Irish; as they were called。  One of these traitors once 

accosted him and proposed the matter to him; offering handfuls of 

gold if he could induce any of his comrades to go over。  Meredith 

appeared to consent; but secretly gave information to his colonel; 

the fellow was seized; and certain traitorous papers found upon 

him; he was hanged before Newgate; and died exulting in his 

treason。  His name was Michael Nowlan。  That ever son of mine 

should have been intimate with the Papist Irish; and have learnt 

their language!'



'But he thinks of other things now;' said my mother。



'Other languages; you mean;' said my father。  'It is strange that 

he has conceived such a zest for the study of languages; no sooner 

did he come home than he persuaded me to send him to that old 

priest to learn French and Italian; and; if I remember right; you 

abetted him; but; as I said before; it is in the nature of women 

invariably to take the part of the second…born。  Well; there is no 

harm in learning French and Italian; perhaps much good in his case; 

as they may drive the other tongue out of his head。  Irish! why; he 

might go to the university but for that; but how would he look 

when; on being examined with respect to his attainments; it was 

discovered that he understood Irish?  How did you learn it? they 

would ask him; how did you become acquainted with the language of 

Papists and rebels?  The boy would be sent away in disgrace。'



'Be under no apprehension; I have no doubt that he has long since 

forgotten it。'



'I am glad to hear it;' said my father; 'for; between ourselves; I 

love the poor child; ay; quite as well as my first…born。  I trust 

they will do well; and that God will be their shield and guide; I 

have no doubt He will; for I have read something in the Bible to 

that effect。  What is that text about the young ravens being fed?'



'I know a better than that;' said my mother; 'one of David's own 

words; 〃I have been young and now am grown old; yet never have I 

seen
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