The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 17, No. 480, March 12, 1831 by Various
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had not been more than half a dozen times in my life. Even the idea that
any one else in the house was going, was a sort of reflected enjoyment, and conjured up a lively anticipation of the scene. I remember a Miss D----, a maiden lady from Wales (who in her youth was to have been married to an earl,) tantalized me greatly in this way, by talking all day of going to see Mrs. Siddons' "airs and graces" at night in some favourite part; and when the Letter-Bell announced that the time was approaching, and its last receding sound lingered on the ear, or was lost in silence, how anxious and uneasy I became, lest she and her companion should not be in time to get good places--lest the curtain should draw up before they arrived--and lest I should lose one line or look in the intelligent report which I should hear the next morning! The punctuating of time at that early period--every thing that gives it an articulate voice--seems of the utmost consequence; for we do not know what scenes in the _ideal_ world may run out of them: a world of interest may hang upon every instant, and we can hardly sustain the weight of future years which are contained in embryo in the most minute and inconsiderable passing events. How often have I put off writing a letter till it was too late! How often had to run after the postman with it--now missing, now recovering, the sound of his bell--breathless, angry with myself--then hearing the welcome sound come full round a corner--and seeing the scarlet costume which set all my fears and self-reproaches at rest! I do not recollect having ever repented giving a letter to the postman, or wishing to retrieve it after he had once deposited it in his bag. What I have once set my hand to, I take the consequences of, and have been always pretty much of the same humour in this respect. I am not like the person who, having sent off a letter to his mistress, who resided a hundred and twenty miles in the country, and disapproving, on second thoughts, of some expressions contained in it, took a post-chaise and four to follow and intercept it the next morning. |
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