l my mother say to
me--so long a letter at this time of night? Yours affectionately,
in all the haste of guilt, conscience-stricken; that is, found out.

No: all safe, all innocent--because not found out.

FINIS.

By the author of _Moral Tales_ and _Practical Education_.

In 1825 Scott paid his long-promised visit to Edgeworthstown. He came in
August, bringing with him his daughter, Lockhart and Mr. Crampton, a
surgeon friend of the Edgeworths, "who equally gratified both the
novelists by breaking the toils of his great practice to witness their
meeting on his native soil." Miss Edgeworth writes:--

I am glad that kind Crampton had the reward of this journey; though
frequently hid from each other by clouds of dust in their open
carriage, they had, as they told us, never ceased talking They like
each other as much as two men of so much genius and so much
benevolence should, and we rejoice to be the bond of union.

* * * * *

Sir Walter delights the heart of every creature who sees, hears and
knows him. He is most benignant as well as most entertaining; the
noblest and the gentlest of lions, and his face, especially the
lower part of it, is excessively like a lion; he and Mr. Crampton
and Mr. Jephson were delighted together. The school band after
dinner by moonlight playing Scotch tunes, and the boys at
leap-frog, delighted Sir Walter. Next day we went to the school for
a very short time and saw a little of everything, and a most
favorable impression was left. It being Saturday, religious
instruction was going on when we went in. Catholics with their
priests in one room; Protestants with Mr. Keating in the other.
More delightful conversation I have seldom in my life heard than we
have been blessed with these three days. What a touch of sorrow
must mix with the pleasures of all who have had great losses.
Lovell, my mother and I, at twelve o'clock at night, joined in
exclaiming, "How delightful! O! that he had lived to see and hear
this!"

Of the details of this visit, Lockhart, in his _Life of Scott_, has
furnished an account. He draws attention to the curious coincidence that
Goldsmith and Maria Edgeworth should both have derived their early love
and knowledge of Irish character from the same district, Pallesmore
being indeed the property of the