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Yet he was not a fool In the discussion of graver

-rooues; denable assertions, and an array

of facts that ht be prolix, but was always formidable--in short,

sustained fully the character ascribed to hihly sensible fellow"

"No genius, I allow!" Mr Aylett would add, in speaking of his

wife's bantling a his compatriots, "but a e of every branch of his profession will

enius rarely wins"

With the younger ladies, his society was, it is superfluous to

observe, at the lowest premium civility and native kindliness of

disposition would permit them to declare by the nameless and

innumerable methods in which the dear creatures are proficient To

Rosa Tazewell he could not be anything better than a target for the

arrows of her satire, or the whetstone, upon the unyielding surface

of which she sharpened the at hio as the night of Mr Aylett's wedding-party at Ridgeley, her

sharp eyes had seen, or she fancied they did, that the huhter of the house, and

she had divined that Mrs Aylett's clever ruses for throwing the two

together were the outworks of her design for uniting, by a double