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¥ 16 ALFRED DE ROSANN. But they mingled little in the brilliant society whose doors were thus thrown open to receive them: the memory of her deceased husband, and the education of Eloise, prevented Mrs. Clayton from enjoying those pleasures which otherwise would have had charms for a still young and handsome woman ; and William was never fond of the tumultuous delights of the assemblies of fashion. Eloise grew up, in virtue and loveliness, from the interesting child to the amiable girl, and naturally be- came the pride of her affectionate mother, who was not jealous when she saw her own charms eclipsed by the angelic beauties of her daughter. Eloise was tall and admirably formed, yet with more the figure of a Hebe thana Sylph. Her bust might have fur- nished the model for the Venus of Medicis, had she and the sculptor lived in the same age. The mild- ness of her dark blue eyes betokened an innocence of soul that alone belongs to virgin modesty ; and when those beauteous orbs were irradiated with the enthu- siasm which music creates in the mind of its yotaries, or by a momentary anger— Fate tie betas - * for e’en in the tranquillest climes Soft breezes will ruffle the blossoms sometimes’?>— still were their glances replete with chastity and bash- fulness struggling against feeling. Her hair was black; and she usually wore it in luxuriant ringlets, which partially concealed a face where the vermilion of youth and health was so exquisitely blended with the pale white, that the shade of the one seemed lost in the other as objects that diminish and gradually disappear in distance. Her brow—on which no anxiety yet sate, and which had never blushed for aught approaching the slightest dereliction from mo- ral rectitude—was fair and high; and above it were parted the dark locks that fell in profusion on a white neck, thus forming an agreeable contrast. -Her nose was perfectly straight; her mouth was small; but the GoOmicbdooks:Gco