and all my feelings of liking and preference were in
favour of Lord Glenfallen, and I well knew that in
case I refused to dispose of myself as I was desired,
my mother had alike the power and the will to render
my existence as utterly miserable as any, even the
most ill-assorted marriage could possibly have done.
You will remember, my good friend, that I was very
young and very completely under the controul of my
parents, both of whom, my mother particularly, were
unscrupulously determined in matters of this kind,
and willing, when voluntary obedience on the part of
those within their power was withheld, to compel a
forced acquiescence by an unsparing use of all the
engines of the most stern and rigorous domestic discipline.
All these combined, not unnaturally, induced me to
resolve upon yielding at once, and without useless
opposition, to what appeared almost to be my fate.
The appointed time was come, and my now accepted suitor
arrived; he was in high spirits, and, if possible,
more entertaining than ever. I was not, however,
quite in the mood to enjoy his sprightliness; but
whatever I wanted in gaiety was amply made up in the
triumphant and gracious good humour of my mother,
whose smiles of benevolence and exultation were showered
around as bountifully as the summer sunshine.
I will not weary you with unnecessary prolixity.
Let it suffice to say, that I was married to Lord
Glenfallen with all the attendant pomp and circumstance
of wealth, rank, and grandeur. According to the
usage of the times, now humanely reformed, the ceremony
was made until long past midnight, the season of wild,
uproarious, and promiscuous feasting and revelry.
Of all this I have a painfully vivid recollection,
and particularly of the little annoyances inflicted
upon me by the dull and coarse jokes of the wits and
wags who abound in all such places, and upon all such
occasions. I was not sorry, when, after a few
days, Lord Glenfallen’s carriage appeared at
the door to convey us both from Ashtown; for any change
would have been a relief from the irksomeness of ceremonial
and formality which the visits received in honour of
my newly acquired titles hourly entailed upon me.
It was arranged that we were to proceed to Cahergillagh,
one of the Glenfallen estates, lying, however, in
a southern county, so that a tedious journey (then
owing to the impracticability of the roads,) of three
days intervened. I set forth with my noble companion,
followed by the regrets of some, and by the envy of
many, though God knows I little deserved the latter;
the three days of travel were now almost spent, when
passing the brow of a wild heathy hill, the domain
of Cahergillagh opened suddenly upon our view.
It formed a striking and a beautiful scene. A
lake of considerable extent stretching away towards
the west, and reflecting from its broad, smooth waters,
the rich glow of the setting sun, was overhung by
steep hills, covered by a rich mantle of velvet sward,
broken here and there by the grey front of some old
rock, and exhibiting on their shelving sides, their
slopes and hollows, every variety of light and shade;
a thick wood of dwarf oak, birch, and hazel skirted
these hills, and clothed the shores of the lake, running
out in rich luxuriance upon every promontory, and spreading
upward considerably upon the side of the hills.