TOTHERIGHTHONORABLE
WILLIAMBINGHAM，LORDASHBURTON。
MYDEARLORD，ThewriterofabookwhichcopiesthemannersandlanguageofQueenAnne'stime，mustnotomittheDedicationtothePatron;andIaskleavetoinscribethisvolumetoyourLordship，forthesakeofthegreatkindnessandfriendshipwhichIowetoyouandyours。
MyvolumewillreachyouwhentheAuthorisonhisvoyagetoacountrywhereyournameisaswellknownashere。WhereverIam，I
shallgratefullyregardyou;andshallnotbethelesswelcomedinAmericabecauseIam，Yourobligedfriendandservant，W。M。THACKERAY。
LONDON，October18，1852。
PREFACE。
THEESMONDSOFVIRGINIA。
TheestateofCastlewood，inVirginia，whichwasgiventoourancestorsbyKingCharlestheFirst，assomereturnforthesacrificesmadeinhisMajesty'scausebytheEsmondfamily，liesinWestmorelandcounty，betweentheriversPotomacandRappahannock，andwasonceasgreatasanEnglishPrincipality，thoughintheearlytimesitsrevenueswerebutsmall。Indeed，forneareightyyearsafterourforefatherspossessedthem，ourplantationswereinthehandsoffactors，whoenrichedthemselvesoneafteranother，thoughafewscoresofhogsheadsoftobaccowerealltheproducethat，forlongaftertheRestoration，ourfamilyreceivedfromtheirVirginianestates。
Mydearandhonoredfather，ColonelHenryEsmond，whosehistory，writtenbyhimself，iscontainedintheaccompanyingvolume，cametoVirginiaintheyear1718，builthishouseofCastlewood，andherepermanentlysettled。AfteralongstormylifeinEngland，hepassedtheremainderofhismanyyearsinpeaceandhonorinthiscountry;howbelovedandrespectedbyallhisfellow—citizens，howinexpressiblydeartohisfamily，Ineednotsay。Hiswholelifewasabenefittoallwhowereconnectedwithhim。Hegavethebestexample，thebestadvice，themostbounteoushospitalitytohisfriends;thetenderestcaretohisdependants;andbestowedonthoseofhisimmediatefamilysuchablessingoffatherlyloveandprotectionascanneverbethoughtof，byus，atleast，withoutvenerationandthankfulness;andmysons'children，whetherestablishedhereinourRepublic，orathomeinthealwaysbelovedmothercountry，fromwhichourlatequarrelhathseparatedus，maysurelybeproudtobedescendedfromonewhoinallwayswassotrulynoble。
Mydearmotherdiedin1736，soonafterourreturnfromEngland，whithermyparentstookmeformyeducation;andwhereImadetheacquaintanceofMr。Warrington，whommychildrenneversaw。Whenitpleasedheaven，inthebloomofhisyouth，andafterbutafewmonthsofamosthappyunion，toremovehimfromme，Iowedmyrecoveryfromthegriefwhichthatcalamitycausedme，mainlytomydearestfather'stenderness，andthentotheblessingvouchsafedtomeinthebirthofmytwobelovedboys。Iknowthefataldifferenceswhichseparatedtheminpoliticsneverdisunitedtheirhearts;andasIcanlovethemboth，whetherwearingtheKing'scolorsortheRepublic's，Iamsurethattheylovemeandoneanother，andhimaboveall，myfatherandtheirs，thedearestfriendoftheirchildhood，thenoblegentlemanwhobredthemfromtheirinfancyinthepracticeandknowledgeofTruth，andLoveandHonor。
Mychildrenwillneverforgettheappearanceandfigureoftheirreveredgrandfather;andIwishIpossessedtheartofdrawing（whichmypapahadinperfection），sothatIcouldleavetoourdescendantsaportraitofonewhowassogoodandsorespected。Myfatherwasofadarkcomplexion，withaverygreatforeheadanddarkhazeleyes，overhungbyeyebrowswhichremainedblacklongafterhishairwaswhite。Hisnosewasaquiline，hissmileextraordinarysweet。HowwellIrememberit，andhowlittleanydescriptionIcanwritecanrecallhisimage！Hewasofratherlowstature，notbeingabovefivefeetseveninchesinheight;heusedtolaughatmysons，whomhecalledhiscrutches，andsaytheyweregrowntootallforhimtoleanupon。Butsmallashewas，hehadaperfectgraceandmajestyofdeportment，suchasIhaveneverseeninthiscountry，exceptperhapsinourfriendMr。Washington，andcommandedrespectwhereverheappeared。
Inallbodilyexercisesheexcelled，andshowedanextraordinaryquicknessandagility。Offencinghewasespeciallyfond，andmademytwoboysproficientinthatart;somuchso，thatwhentheFrenchcametothiscountrywithMonsieurRochambeau，notoneofhisofficerswassuperiortomyHenry，andhewasnottheequalofmypoorGeorge，whohadtakentheKing'ssideinourlamentablebutgloriouswarofindependence。
Neithermyfathernormymothereverworepowderintheirhair;
boththeirheadswereaswhiteassilver，asIcanrememberthem。
Mydearmotherpossessedtothelastanextraordinarybrightnessandfreshnessofcomplexion;norwouldpeoplebelievethatshedidnotwearrouge。Atsixtyyearsofageshestilllookedyoung，andwasquiteagile。ItwasnotuntilafterthatdreadfulsiegeofourhousebytheIndians，whichleftmeawidowereIwasamother，thatmydearmother'shealthbroke。Sheneverrecoveredherterrorandanxietyofthosedayswhichendedsofatallyforme，thenabridescarcesixmonthsmarried，anddiedinmyfather'sarmseremyownyearofwidowhoodwasover。
Fromthatday，untilthelastofhisdearandhonoredlife，itwasmydelightandconsolationtoremainwithhimashiscomforterandcompanion;andfromthoselittlenoteswhichmymotherhathmadehereandthereinthevolumeinwhichmyfatherdescribeshisadventuresinEurope，Icanwellunderstandtheextremedevotionwithwhichsheregardedhim——adevotionsopassionateandexclusiveastopreventher，Ithink，fromlovinganyotherpersonexceptwithaninferiorregard;herwholethoughtsbeingcentredonthisoneobjectofaffectionandworship。Iknowthat，beforeher，mydearfatherdidnotshowthelovewhichhehadforhisdaughter;
andinherlastandmostsacredmoments，thisdearandtenderparentownedtomeherrepentancethatshehadnotlovedmeenough:
herjealousyeventhatmyfathershouldgivehisaffectiontoanybutherself:andinthemostfondandbeautifulwordsofaffectionandadmonition，shebademenevertoleavehim，andtosupplytheplacewhichshewasquitting。Withaclearconscience，andaheartinexpressiblythankful，IthinkIcansaythatIfulfilledthosedyingcommands，andthatuntilhislasthourmydearestfatherneverhadtocomplainthathisdaughter'sloveandfidelityfailedhim。
AnditissinceIknewhimentirely——forduringmymother'slifeheneverquiteopenedhimselftome——sinceIknewthevalueandsplendorofthataffectionwhichhebestoweduponme，thatIhavecometounderstandandpardonwhat，Iown，usedtoangermeinmymother'slifetime，herjealousyrespectingherhusband'slove。
'Twasagiftsoprecious，thatnowondershewhohaditwasforkeepingitall，andcouldpartwithnoneofit，eventoherdaughter。
ThoughIneverheardmyfatherusearoughword，'twasextraordinarywithhowmuchawehispeopleregardedhim;andtheservantsonourplantation，boththoseassignedfromEnglandandthepurchasednegroes，obeyedhimwithaneagernesssuchasthemostseveretaskmastersroundaboutuscouldnevergetfromtheirpeople。Hewasneverfamiliar，thoughperfectlysimpleandnatural;hewasthesamewiththemeanestmanaswiththegreatest，andascourteoustoablackslave—girlastotheGovernor'swife。Nooneeverthoughtoftakingalibertywithhim（exceptonceatipsygentlemanfromYork，andIamboundtoownthatmypapaneverforgavehim）:hesetthehumblestpeopleatonceontheireasewithhim，andbroughtdownthemostarrogantbyagravesatiricway，whichmadepersonsexceedinglyafraidofhim。HiscourtesywasnotputonlikeaSundaysuit，andlaidbywhenthecompanywentaway;itwasalwaysthesame;ashewasalwaysdressedthesame，whetherforadinnerbyourselvesorforagreatentertainment。Theysayhelikedtobethefirstinhiscompany;butwhatcompanywasthereinwhichhewouldnotbefirst？
WhenIwenttoEuropeformyeducation，andwepassedawinteratLondonwithmyhalf—brother，myLordCastlewoodandhissecondlady，IsawatherMajesty'sCourtsomeofthemostfamousgentlemenofthosedays;andIthoughttomyselfnoneofthesearebetterthanmypapa;andthefamousLordBolingbroke，whocametousfromDawley，saidasmuch，andthatthemenofthattimewerenotlikethoseofhisyouth:——"Wereyourfather，Madam，"hesaid，"togointothewoods，theIndianswouldelecthimSachem;"andhislordshipwaspleasedtocallmePocahontas。
Ididnotseeourotherrelative，BishopTusher'slady，ofwhomsomuchissaidinmypapa'smemoirs——althoughmymammawenttovisitherinthecountry。Ihavenopride（asIshowedbycomplyingwithmymother'srequest，andmarryingagentlemanwhowasbuttheyoungersonofaSuffolkBaronet），yetIowntoADECENTRESPECT
formyname，andwonderhowonewhoeverboreit，shouldchangeitforthatofMrs。THOMASTUSHER。Ipassoverasodiousandunworthyofcreditthosereports（whichIheardinEuropeandwasthentooyoungtounderstand），howthisperson，havingLEFTHERFAMILYandfledtoParis，outofjealousyofthePretenderbetrayedhissecretstomyLordStair，KingGeorge'sAmbassador，andnearlycausedthePrince'sdeaththere;howshecametoEnglandandmarriedthisMr。Tusher，andbecameagreatfavoriteofKingGeorgetheSecond，bywhomMr。TusherwasmadeaDean，andthenaBishop。
Ididnotseethelady，whochosetoremainATHERPALACEallthetimewewereinLondon;butaftervisitingher，mypoormammasaidshehadlostallhergoodlooks，andwarnedmenottosettoomuchstorebyanysuchgiftswhichnaturehadbestoweduponme。Shegrewexceedinglystout;andIremembermybrother'swife，LadyCastlewood，saying——"Nowondershebecameafavorite，fortheKinglikesthemoldandugly，ashisfatherdidbeforehim。"Onwhichpapasaid——"Allwomenwerealike;thattherewasneveronesobeautifulasthatone;andthatwecouldforgivehereverythingbutherbeauty。"Andhereuponmymammalookedvexed，andmyLordCastlewoodbegantolaugh;andI，ofcourse，beingayoungcreature，couldnotunderstandwhatwasthesubjectoftheirconversation。
AfterthecircumstancesnarratedinthethirdbookoftheseMemoirs，myfatherandmotherbothwentabroad，beingadvisedbytheirfriendstoleavethecountryinconsequenceofthetransactionswhicharerecountedatthecloseofthevolumeoftheMemoirs。Butmybrother，hearinghowtheFUTUREBISHOP'SLADYhadquittedCastlewoodandjoinedthePretenderatParis，pursuedhim，andwouldhavekilledhim，Princeashewas，hadnotthePrincemanagedtomakehisescape。OnhisexpeditiontoScotlanddirectlyafter，Castlewoodwassoenragedagainsthimthatheaskedleavetoserveasavolunteer，andjointheDukeofArgyle'sarmyinScotland，whichthePretenderneverhadthecouragetoface;andthenceforthmyLordwasquitereconciledtothepresentreigningfamily，fromwhomhehathevenreceivedpromotion。
Mrs。TusherwasbythistimeasangryagainstthePretenderasanyofherrelationscouldbe，andusedtoboast，asIhaveheard，thatshenotonlybroughtbackmyLordtotheChurchofEngland，butprocuredtheEnglishpeerageforhim，whichtheJUNIORBRANCHofourfamilyatpresentenjoys。ShewasagreatfriendofSirRobertWalpole，andwouldnotrestuntilherhusbandsleptatLambeth，mypapausedlaughingtosay。However，theBishopdiedofapoplexysuddenly，andhiswifeerectedagreatmonumentoverhim;andthepairsleepunderthatstone，withacanopyofmarblecloudsandangelsabovethem——thefirstMrs。TusherlyingsixtymilesoffatCastlewood。
Butmypapa'sgeniusandeducationarebothgreaterthananyawomancanbeexpectedtohave，andhisadventuresinEuropefarmoreexcitingthanhislifeinthiscountry，whichwaspassedinthetranquilofficesofloveandduty;andIshallsaynomorebywayofintroductiontohisMemoirs，norkeepmychildrenfromtheperusalofastorywhichismuchmoreinterestingthanthatoftheiraffectionateoldmother，RACHELESMONDWARRINGTON。
CASTLEWOOD，VIRGINIA，November3，1778。
CONTENTS。
BOOKI。
THEEARLYYOUTHOFHENRYESMOND，UPTOTHETIMEOFHISLEAVING
TRINITYCOLLEGE，INCAMBRIDGE。
CHAPTER
I。AnAccountoftheFamilyofEsmondofCastlewoodHallII。RelateshowFrancis，FourthViscount，arrivesatCastlewoodIII。Whither，inthetimeofThomas，ThirdViscount，IhadprecededhimasPagetoIsabellaIV。IamplacedunderaPopishPriestandbredtothatReligion。——
ViscountessCastlewoodV。MySuperiorsareengagedinPlotsfortheRestorationofKingJamesII
VI。TheIssueofthePlots。——TheDeathofThomas，ThirdViscountofCastlewood;andtheImprisonmentofhisViscountessVII。IamleftatCastlewoodanOrphan，andfindmostkindProtectorsthereVIII。AfterGoodFortunecomesEvilIX。IhavetheSmall—pox，andpreparetoleaveCastlewoodX。IgotoCambridge，anddobutlittleGoodthereXI。IcomehomeforaHolidaytoCastlewood，andfindaSkeletonintheHouseXII。MyLordMohuncomesamongusfornoGoodXIII。MyLordleavesusandhisEvilbehindhimXIV。WerideafterhimtoLondonBOOKII。
CONTAINSMR。ESMOND'SMILITARYLIFE，ANDOTHERMATTERSAPPERTAINING
TOTHEESMONDFAMILY。
I。IaminPrison，andVisited，butnotConsoledthereII。IcometotheEndofmyCaptivity，butnotofmyTroubleIII。ItaketheQueen'sPayinQuin'sRegimentIV。RecapitulationsV。IgoontheVigoBayExpedition，tasteSaltWaterandsmellPowderVI。The29thDecemberVII。IammadeWelcomeatWalcoteVIII。FamilyTalkIX。ImaketheCampaignof1704
X。AnOldStoryaboutaFoolandaWomanXI。ThefamousMr。JosephAddisonXII。IgetaCompanyintheCampaignof1706
XIII。ImeetanOldAcquaintanceinFlanders，andfindmyMother'sGraveandmyownCradlethereXIV。TheCampaignof1707，1708
XV。GeneralWebbwinstheBattleofWynendaelBOOKIII。
CONTAININGTHEENDOFMR。ESMOND'SADVENTURESINENGLAND。
I。IcometoanEndofmyBattlesandBruisesII。IgoHome，andharpontheOldStringIII。APaperoutofthe"Spectator"
IV。Beatrix'sNewSuitorV。MohunappearsfortheLastTimeinthisHistoryVI。PoorBeatrixVII。IvisitCastlewoodoncemoreVIII。ItraveltoFranceandbringHomeaPortraitofRigaudIX。TheOriginalofthePortraitcomestoEnglandX。WeentertainaveryDistinguishedGuestatKensingtonXI。OurGuestquitsusasnotbeingHospitableenoughXII。AgreatScheme，andwhoBalkeditXIII。August1st，1714
THEHISTORYOFHENRYESMOND。
BOOKI
THEEARLYYOUTHOFHENRYESMOND，UPTOTHETIMEOFHISLEAVING
TRINITYCOLLEGE，INCAMBRIDGE。
Theactorsintheoldtragedies，asweread，pipedtheiriambicstoatune，speakingfromunderamask，andwearingstiltsandagreathead—dress。'TwasthoughtthedignityoftheTragicMuserequiredtheseappurtenances，andthatshewasnottomoveexcepttoameasureandcadence。SoQueenMedeaslewherchildrentoaslowmusic:andKingAgamemnonperishedinadyingfall（touseMr。
Dryden'swords）:theChorusstandingbyinasetattitude，andrhythmicallyanddecorouslybewailingthefatesofthosegreatcrownedpersons。TheMuseofHistoryhathencumberedherselfwithceremonyaswellasherSisteroftheTheatre。Shetoowearsthemaskandthecothurnus，andspeakstomeasure。Shetoo，inourage，busiesherselfwiththeaffairsonlyofkings;waitingonthemobsequiouslyandstately，asifshewerebutamistressofcourtceremonies，andhadnothingtodowiththeregisteringoftheaffairsofthecommonpeople。IhaveseeninhisveryoldageanddecrepitudetheoldFrenchKingLewistheFourteenth，thetypeandmodelofkinghood——whonevermovedbuttomeasure，wholivedanddiedaccordingtothelawsofhisCourt—marshal，persistinginenactingthroughlifethepartofHero;and，divestedofpoetry，thiswasbutalittlewrinkledoldman，pock—marked，andwithagreatperiwigandredheelstomakehimlooktall——aheroforabookifyoulike，orforabrassstatueorapaintedceiling，agodinaRomanshape，butwhatmorethanamanforMadameMaintenon，orthebarberwhoshavedhim，orMonsieurFagon，hissurgeon？I
wondershallHistoryeverpulloffherperiwigandceasetobecourt—ridden？ShallweseesomethingofFranceandEnglandbesidesVersaillesandWindsor？IsawQueenAnneatthelatterplacetearingdowntheParkslopes，afterherstag—hounds，anddrivingherone—horsechaise——ahot，red—facedwoman，notintheleastresemblingthatstatueofherwhichturnsitsstonebackuponSt。
Paul's，andfacesthecoachesstrugglingupLudgateHill。Shewasneitherbetterbrednorwiserthanyouandme，thoughweknelttohandheraletterorawash—handbasin。WhyshallHistorygoonkneelingtotheendoftime？Iamforhavingherriseupoffherknees，andtakeanaturalposture:nottobeforeverperformingcringesandcongeeslikeacourt—chamberlain，andshufflingbackwardsoutofdoorsinthepresenceofthesovereign。Inaword，IwouldhaveHistoryfamiliarratherthanheroic:andthinkthatMr。HogarthandMr。FieldingwillgiveourchildrenamuchbetterideaofthemannersofthepresentageinEngland，thantheCourtGazetteandthenewspaperswhichwegetthence。
TherewasaGermanofficerofWebb's，withwhomweusedtojoke，andofwhomastory（whereofImyselfwastheauthor）wasgottobebelievedinthearmy，thathewaseldestsonofthehereditaryGrandBootjackoftheEmpire，andtheheirtothathonorofwhichhisancestorshadbeenveryproud，havingbeenkickedfortwentygenerationsbyoneimperialfoot，astheydrewthebootfromtheother。IhaveheardthattheoldLordCastlewood，ofpartofwhosefamilythesepresentvolumesareachronicle，thoughhecameofquiteasgoodbloodastheStuartswhomheserved（andwhoasregardsmerelineagearenobetterthanadozenEnglishandScottishhousesIcouldname），wasprouderofhispostabouttheCourtthanofhisancestralhonors，andvaluedhisdignity（asLordoftheButteriesandGroomoftheKing'sPosset）sohighly，thathecheerfullyruinedhimselfforthethanklessandthriftlessracewhobestowedit。HepawnedhisplateforKingCharlestheFirst，mortgagedhispropertyforthesamecause，andlostthegreaterpartofitbyfinesandsequestration:stoodasiegeofhiscastlebyIreton，wherehisbrotherThomascapitulated（afterwardmakingtermswiththeCommonwealth，forwhichtheelderbrotherneverforgavehim），andwherehissecondbrotherEdward，whohadembracedtheecclesiasticalprofession，wasslainonCastlewoodTower，beingengagedtherebothaspreacherandartilleryman。Thisresoluteoldloyalist，whowaswiththeKingwhilsthishousewasthusbeingbattereddown，escapedabroadwithhisonlyson，thenaboy，toreturnandtakeapartinWorcesterfight。OnthatfatalfieldEustaceEsmondwaskilled，andCastlewoodfledfromitoncemoreintoexile，andhenceforward，andaftertheRestoration，neverwasawayfromtheCourtofthemonarch（forwhosereturnweofferthanksinthePrayer—Book）whosoldhiscountryandwhotookbribesoftheFrenchking。
Whatspectacleismoreaugustthanthatofagreatkinginexile？
Whoismoreworthyofrespectthanabravemaninmisfortune？Mr。
AddisonhaspaintedsuchafigureinhisnoblepieceofCato。ButsupposefugitiveCatofuddlinghimselfatatavernwithawenchoneachknee，adozenfaithfulandtipsycompanionsofdefeat，andalandlordcallingoutforhisbill;andthedignityofmisfortuneisstraightwaylost。TheHistoricalMuseturnsawayshamefacedfromthevulgarscene，andclosesthedoor——onwhichtheexile'sunpaiddrinkisscoredup——uponhimandhispotsandhispipes，andthetavern—choruswhichheandhisfriendsaresinging。SuchamanasCharlesshouldhavehadanOstadeorMieristopainthim。YourKnellersandLeBrunsonlydealinclumsyandimpossibleallegories:
andithathalwaysseemedtomeblasphemytoclaimOlympusforsuchawine—drabbleddivinityasthat。
AbouttheKing'sfollower，theViscountCastlewood——orphanofhisson，ruinedbyhisfidelity，bearingmanywoundsandmarksofbravery，oldandinexile——hiskinsmenIsupposeshouldbesilent;
norifthispatriarchfelldowninhiscups，callfieuponhim，andfetchpassers—bytolaughathisredfaceandwhitehairs。What！
doesastreamrushoutofamountainfreeandpure，torollthroughfairpastures，tofeedandthrowoutbrighttributaries，andtoendinavillagegutter？Livesthathavenoblecommencementshaveoftennobetterendings;itisnotwithoutakindofaweandreverencethatanobservershouldspeculateuponsuchcareersashetracesthecourseofthem。Ihaveseentoomuchofsuccessinlifetotakeoffmyhatandhuzzahtoitasitpassesinitsgiltcoach:
andwoulddomylittlepartwithmyneighborsonfoot，thattheyshouldnotgapewithtoomuchwonder，norapplaudtooloudly。IsittheLordMayorgoinginstatetomince—piesandtheMansionHouse？IsitpoorJackofNewgate'sprocession，withthesheriffandjavelin—men，conductinghimonhislastjourneytoTyburn？I
lookintomyheartandthinkthatIsinasgoodasmyLordMayor，andknowIamasbadasTyburnJack。Givemeachainandredgownandapuddingbeforeme，andIcouldplaythepartofAldermanverywell，andsentenceJackafterdinner。Starveme，keepmefrombooksandhonestpeople，educatemetolovedice，gin，andpleasure，andputmeonHounslowHeath，withapursebeforeme，andIwilltakeit。"AndIshallbedeservedlyhanged，"sayyou，wishingtoputanendtothisprosing。Idon'tsayNo。Ican'tbutaccepttheworldasIfindit，includingarope'send，aslongasitisinfashion。
CHAPTERI。
ANACCOUNTOFTHEFAMILYOFESMONDOFCASTLEWOODHALL。
WhenFrancis，fourthViscountCastlewood，cametohistitle，andpresentlyaftertotakepossessionofhishouseofCastlewood，countyHants，intheyear1691，almosttheonlytenantoftheplacebesidesthedomesticswasaladoftwelveyearsofage，ofwhomnooneseemedtotakeanynoteuntilmyLadyViscountesslighteduponhim，goingoverthehousewiththehousekeeperonthedayofherarrival。TheboywasintheroomknownastheBook—room，orYellowGallery，wheretheportraitsofthefamilyusedtohang，thatfinepieceamongothersofSirAntonioVanDyckofGeorge，secondViscount，andthatbyMr。DobsonofmylordthethirdViscount，justdeceased，whichitseemshisladyandwidowdidnotthinkfittocarryaway，whenshesentforandcarriedofftoherhouseatChelsey，neartoLondon，thepictureofherselfbySirPeterLely，inwhichherladyshipwasrepresentedasahuntressofDiana'scourt。
ThenewandfairladyofCastlewoodfoundthesad，lonely，littleoccupantofthisgallerybusyoverhisgreatbook，whichhelaiddownwhenhewasawarethatastrangerwasathand。And，knowingwhothatpersonmustbe，theladstoodupandbowedbeforeher，performingashyobeisancetothemistressofhishouse。
Shestretchedoutherhand——indeedwhenwasitthatthathandwouldnotstretchouttodoanactofkindness，ortoprotectgriefandill—fortune？"Andthisisourkinsman，"shesaid"andwhatisyourname，kinsman？"
"MynameisHenryEsmond，"saidthelad，lookingupatherinasortofdelightandwonder，forshehadcomeuponhimasaDeacerte，andappearedthemostcharmingobjecthehadeverlookedon。
Hergoldenhairwasshininginthegoldofthesun;hercomplexionwasofadazzlingbloom;herlipssmiling，andhereyesbeamingwithakindnesswhichmadeHarryEsmond'shearttobeatwithsurprise。
"HisnameisHenryEsmond，sureenough，mylady，"saysMrs。
Worksop，thehousekeeper（anoldtyrantwhomHenryEsmondplaguedmorethanhehated），andtheoldgentlewomanlookedsignificantlytowardsthelatelord'spicture，asitnowisinthefamily，nobleandsevere—looking，withhishandonhissword，andhisorderonhiscloak，whichhehadfromtheEmperorduringthewarontheDanubeagainsttheTurk。
Seeingthegreatandundeniablelikenessbetweenthisportraitandthelad，thenewViscountess，whohadstillholdoftheboy'shandasshelookedatthepicture，blushedanddroppedthehandquickly，andwalkeddownthegallery，followedbyMrs。Worksop。
Whentheladycameback，HarryEsmondstoodexactlyinthesamespot，andwithhishandasithadfallenwhenhedroppeditonhisblackcoat。
Herheartmelted，Isuppose（indeedshehathsinceownedasmuch），atthenotionthatsheshoulddoanythingunkindtoanymortal，greatorsmall;for，whenshereturned，shehadsentawaythehousekeeperuponanerrandbythedooratthefartherendofthegallery;and，comingbacktothelad，withalookofinfinitepityandtendernessinhereyes，shetookhishandagain，placingherotherfairhandonhishead，andsayingsomewordstohim，whichweresokind，andsaidinavoicesosweet，thattheboy，whohadneverlookeduponsomuchbeautybefore，feltasifthetouchofasuperiorbeingorangelsmotehimdowntotheground，andkissedthefairprotectinghandashekneltononeknee。Totheverylasthourofhislife，Esmondrememberedtheladyasshethenspokeandlooked，theringsonherfairhands，theveryscentofherrobe，thebeamofhereyeslightingupwithsurpriseandkindness，herlipsbloominginasmile，thesunmakingagoldenhaloroundherhair。
Astheboywasyetinthisattitudeofhumility，entersbehindhimaportlygentleman，withalittlegirloffouryearsoldinhishand。Thegentlemanburstintoagreatlaughattheladyandheradorer，withhislittlequeerfigure，hissallowface，andlongblackhair。Theladyblushed，andseemedtodeprecatehisridiculebyalookofappealtoherhusband，foritwasmyLordViscountwhonowarrived，andwhomtheladknew，havingoncebeforeseenhiminthelatelord'slifetime。
"Sothisisthelittlepriest"saysmylord，lookingdownatthelad;"welcome，kinsman。"
"Heissayinghisprayerstomamma，"saysthelittlegirl，whocameuptoherpapa'sknees;andmylordburstoutintoanothergreatlaughatthis，andkinsmanHenrylookedverysilly。Heinventedahalf—dozenofspeechesinreply，but'twasmonthsafterwardswhenhethoughtofthisadventure:asitwas，hehadneverawordinanswer。
"Lepauvreenfant，iln'aquenous，"saysthelady，lookingtoherlord;andtheboy，whounderstoodher，thoughdoubtlessshethoughtotherwise，thankedherwithallhisheartforherkindspeech。
"Andheshan'twantforfriendshere，"saysmylordinakindvoice，"shallhe，littleTrix？"
Thelittlegirl，whosenamewasBeatrix，andwhomherpapacalledbythisdiminutive，lookedatHenryEsmondsolemnly，withapairoflargeeyes，andthenasmileshoneoverherface，whichwasasbeautifulasthatofacherub，andshecameupandputoutalittlehandtohim。Akeenanddelightfulpangofgratitude，happiness，affection，filledtheorphanchild'sheart，ashereceivedfromtheprotectors，whomheavenhadsenttohim，thesetouchingwordsandtokensoffriendlinessandkindness。Butanhoursince，hehadfeltquitealoneintheworld:whenheheardthegreatpealofbellsfromCastlewoodchurchringingthatmorningtowelcomethearrivalofthenewlordandlady，ithadrungonlyterrorandanxietytohim，forheknewnothowthenewownerwoulddealwithhim;andthosetowhomheformerlylookedforprotectionwereforgottenordead。Prideanddoubttoohadkepthimwithin—doors，whentheVicarandthepeopleofthevillage，andtheservantsofthehouse，hadgoneouttowelcomemyLordCastlewood——forHenryEsmondwasnoservant，thoughadependant;norelative，thoughheborethenameandinheritedthebloodofthehouse;andinthemidstofthenoiseandacclamationsattendingthearrivalofthenewlord（forwhom，youmaybesure，afeastwasgotready，andgunswerefired，andtenantsanddomesticshuzzahedwhenhiscarriageapproachedandrolledintothecourt—yardofthehall），nooneevertookanynoticeofyoungHenryEsmond，whosatunobservedandaloneintheBook—room，untiltheafternoonofthatday，whenhisnewfriendsfoundhim。
Whenmylordandladyweregoingawaythence，thelittlegirl，stillholdingherkinsmanbythehand，badehimtocometoo。"Thouwiltalwaysforsakeanoldfriendforanewone，Trix，"saysherfathertohergood—naturedly;andwentintothegallery，givinganarmtohislady。Theypassedthencethroughthemusic—gallery，longsincedismantled，andQueenElizabeth'sRooms，intheclock—
tower，andoutintotheterrace，wherewasafineprospectofsunsetandthegreatdarklingwoodswithacloudofrooksreturning;andtheplainandriverwithCastlewoodvillagebeyond，andpurplehillsbeautifultolookat——andthelittleheirofCastlewood，achildoftwoyearsold，wasalreadyhereontheterraceinhisnurse'sarms，fromwhomheranacrossthegrassinstantlyheperceivedhismother，andcametoher。
"Ifthoucanstnotbehappyhere，"saysmylord，lookingroundatthescene，"thouarthardtoplease，Rachel。"
"Iamhappywhereyouare，"shesaid，"butwewerehappiestofallatWalcoteForest。"Thenmylordbegantodescribewhatwasbeforethemtohiswife，andwhatindeedlittleHarryknewbetterthanhe——
viz。，thehistoryofthehouse:howbyyondergatethepageranawaywiththeheiressofCastlewood，bywhichtheestatecameintothepresentfamily;howtheRoundheadsattackedtheclock—tower，whichmylord'sfatherwasslainindefending。"Iwasbuttwoyearsoldthen，"sayshe，"buttakeforty—sixfromninety，andhowoldshallIbe，kinsmanHarry？"
"Thirty，"sayshiswife，withalaugh。
"Agreatdealtoooldforyou，Rachel，"answersmylord，lookingfondlydownather。Indeedsheseemedtobeagirl，andwasatthattimescarcetwentyyearsold。
"Youknow，Frank，Iwilldoanythingtopleaseyou，"saysshe，"andIpromiseyouIwillgrowoldereveryday。"
"Youmustn'tcallpapa，Frank;youmustcallpapamylordnow，"
saysMissBeatrix，withatossofherlittlehead;atwhichthemothersmiled，andthegood—naturedfatherlaughed，andthelittletrottingboylaughed，notknowingwhy——butbecausehewashappy，nodoubt——aseveryoneseemedtobethere。Howthosetrivialincidentsandwords，thelandscapeandsunshine，andthegroupofpeoplesmilingandtalking，remainfixedonthememory！
Asthesunwassetting，thelittleheirwassentinthearmsofhisnursetobed，whitherhewenthowling;butlittleTrixwaspromisedtosittosupperthatnight——"andyouwillcometoo，kinsman，won'tyou？"shesaid。