The novels of Charles Brockden Brown, consisting of Wieland;or, The transformation. Arthur Mervyn; or, Memoirs of the year 1793. Edgar Huntly; or, Memoirs of a sleep-walker. Jane Talbot. Ormond; or, The secret witness. Clara Howard; or, The enthusiasm of love. With a memoir of the author.

208 JANE T'ALBOT.
Mrs. Fielder's sentiments and views. A thousand accidents might occur to level those obstacles which were
now insuperable. Pity and complacency might succeed
to abhorrence and scorn. Gratitude and admirationi for
the patience, meekness, and self-sacrifices of the daughter
might gradually bring about the voluntary surrender of
her enmities; besides, that event must one day come
which will place her above the influence of all mortal
cares and passions.
These conversations have not been without their influence. Yes, my friend, my mind is less gloomy and
tumultuous than it was. I look forward to this voyage
with stronger hopes.
Methinks I would hear once more from Jane. Could
she be persuaded cheerfully to acquiesce in her mother's
will; reserve herself for fortunate contingencies; confide
in my fidelity; and find her content in the improvement
of her time and fortune, in befriending the destitute,
relieving, by her superfluities, the needy, and consoling
the afflicted by her sympathy, advice, and succour, would
she not derive happiness from these sources, though disappointed in the wish nearest her heart?
Might I not have expected a letter ere this? But she
knows not where I am,-probably imagines me at my
father's house. Shall I not venture to write? a last and
long farewell? Yet have I not said already all that the
occasion will justify? But, if I would write, I know
not how to address her. It seems she has not gone to
New York. Her mother has a friend in Jersey, whither
she prevailed on Jane to accompany her. I suppose it
would be no arduous undertaking to trace her footsteps
and gain an interview, and perhaps I shall find the
temptation irresistible.
Stephen has just now told me, by letter, that he sails
in ten days. There will be time enough to comply with
your friendly invitation. My sister and you may expect
to see me by Saturday night. In the arms of my true
friends, I will endeavour to forget the vexations that at
present prey upon the peace of Your H. C.