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"Its Precepts Are Eternal;" Or, The Practice Of A Freemason's Daughter.
"ITS PRECEPTS ARE ETERNAL ;" OR , THE PRACTICE OF A FREEMASON'S DAUGHTER .
By the Author of " Stray Leaves from a Freemason ' s Note-Book . " ( Continued ancl concluded . )
IV . His Britannic Majesty ' s representative at that period at the Austrian court , was a nobleman who abhorred trouble , and loathed a scene . A veteran diplomatist was Lord Sarston : deep in the mysteries of courts and cabinets . He could
speak for three hours on a knotty point of foreign policy , and leave his hearers as well informed when he closed as when he commenced . A plain topic he could mystify , embarrass , and perplex with a web of subtlety that defied all unravelment . But then he had a most courtly bow ; a ready smile ; could clothe a refusal in the most complimentary language ; and
had an irreproachable cuisine . His dinners were faultless , and his balls perfection . Rows , and everything that led to such atrocities , he held in utter detestation . Mr . Cobden himself could not be a more ardent lover of peace . His Lordship ' s aim was simple : —to discharge his duties easily ; to pocket his ambassadorial allowances quietly ; to escape all House of Commons comment on his despatches ; and to be
bored by " no nonsense . " Who could have the heart to quarrel with a being who had no angles in his course of conduct , —such a quiescent man , and such an irreproachable envoy ! But on the memorable evening when Maurice Heathfield sought refuge at his hotel , his Lordship ' s digestion sustained
marvellous derangement . He listened with averted eye and reluctant ear ; and his dismay at young Heathfield ' s recapitulation of injuries , —at his appeal to him as a British subject for protection , —at the apparent absence of all provocation , deepened by a growing conviction that he must act , and at once , —was most amusing .
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"Its Precepts Are Eternal;" Or, The Practice Of A Freemason's Daughter.
"ITS PRECEPTS ARE ETERNAL ;" OR , THE PRACTICE OF A FREEMASON'S DAUGHTER .
By the Author of " Stray Leaves from a Freemason ' s Note-Book . " ( Continued ancl concluded . )
IV . His Britannic Majesty ' s representative at that period at the Austrian court , was a nobleman who abhorred trouble , and loathed a scene . A veteran diplomatist was Lord Sarston : deep in the mysteries of courts and cabinets . He could
speak for three hours on a knotty point of foreign policy , and leave his hearers as well informed when he closed as when he commenced . A plain topic he could mystify , embarrass , and perplex with a web of subtlety that defied all unravelment . But then he had a most courtly bow ; a ready smile ; could clothe a refusal in the most complimentary language ; and
had an irreproachable cuisine . His dinners were faultless , and his balls perfection . Rows , and everything that led to such atrocities , he held in utter detestation . Mr . Cobden himself could not be a more ardent lover of peace . His Lordship ' s aim was simple : —to discharge his duties easily ; to pocket his ambassadorial allowances quietly ; to escape all House of Commons comment on his despatches ; and to be
bored by " no nonsense . " Who could have the heart to quarrel with a being who had no angles in his course of conduct , —such a quiescent man , and such an irreproachable envoy ! But on the memorable evening when Maurice Heathfield sought refuge at his hotel , his Lordship ' s digestion sustained
marvellous derangement . He listened with averted eye and reluctant ear ; and his dismay at young Heathfield ' s recapitulation of injuries , —at his appeal to him as a British subject for protection , —at the apparent absence of all provocation , deepened by a growing conviction that he must act , and at once , —was most amusing .