o'clock, therefore Mr. Alexander Modish desired that his sister would learn to ride, as he knew the Baronet had a horse which would carry a lady, and he would contrive for her to ride with Sir Timothy. He also thought, that after the long illness his father had experienced, warm baths and the sea air would be of great service in restoring him to health; and although the family did not like Brighton, yet to be near their dear friend and kind client, they would endeavour to spare time, at least for a few months, to visit Sussex. They were so fortunate as to meet with a confidential person as a clerk, with whom they could trust their business during this necessary absence; and the whole of the family removed to the lodgings taken for them in St. Jamesstreet, Brighton.

It required some days for Mrs. and Miss Modish to unpack their paraphernalia: they were ladies of great economy, and possessed a perseverance of disposi

tion, which rendered them equal to contend with difficulties, which others would. not even attempt to surmount; therefore it was proper that Miss Charlotte Modish should appear, in every respect, fit for the high station in life in which her fond parents and affectionate brothers hoped soon to see her placed. Mrs. and Miss Modish, previously to leaving Town, ransacked every shop from Houndsditch to Cranborne Alley for bargains, and at length purchased a wardrobe, proper for the future spouse of Sir Timothy Flight, to make her debut in at Brighton. They finished their tour of the metropolis in Bond-street, as Miss assured her dear Ma, that all persons of fashion bought their full dresses in that fashionable part of the town; that robes, bonnets, &c. made there, had a peculiar cut and bon ton, which gave a certain degree of nonchalance and elegance to the wearer, which was quite irresistible. Such an argument was indisputable, and the in

dulgent mother permitted Miss Charlotte Modish to expend one hundred pounds on her sweet person, in any shops that she thought proper to patronize by her

custom.

The ladies being thus able to dress in a style suitable to their recent elevation, Mr. Alexander Modish waited on Mrs. Mortimer to inform her that his family were now ready to receive their friends, and he hoped that she would allow him the honour of introducing her to them, as it was only a few doors from her own residence. She soon arrived at Mr. Modish's, and was ushered into a drawing-room where the old gentleman and lady were. Before the introduction was over, Miss Charlotte Modish entered, and Mrs. Mortimer had no small difficulty in commanding her risible faculties, when she contemplated this family group.

Mr. Abraham Modish was a dark, fat, squat man, but to appear youthful, and in hopes of not having the appearance

of a Jew, he sported a flaxen wig, a white coat, at least the lightest drab, Mrs. Mortimer had ever seen, and to add to his strange appearance, at leaving the room for his morning's airing, he put on a white hat. Mrs. Modish, in every respect, resembled Mrs. Cheshire in the Agreeable Surprise; but as all my readers may not have seen that character, I will describe Mrs. Modish. She was a very large woman, very vulgar, but what is termed comely; and as she and her daughter had purchased complexions in Bond-street, her face appeared to advantage her dress consisted of a fine muslin robe, having a coloured border round it; a dark blue sash, tied in the front, and reaching to her feet; a white beaver hat, lined with satin, turned up; and two large feathers, one standing perpendicular, the other reclining on the left shoulder; an enormous silver button and loup, with an auburne wig, compleated the dishabille. It was in the month of

August, and the daughter was dressed the same as her mother, only that she had the addition of a green cloth mantle, lined with white satin, bordered round with a purple velvet and gold lace; pale blue kid shoes, and yellow gloves.

She

was of diminutive stature, being not more than four feet high; had she been of a common height, she might have passed unnoticed. The family received Mrs. Mortimer very graciously. Miss Modish said her brothers had informed her that Mrs. Mortimer understood several languages; she hoped they should be extremely intimate, as she wished much to converse in Italian, as since she had learnt that soft insinuating tongue, she considered French quite vulgar. The conversation then turned to Sir Timothy Flight: every one was loud in his praise, and Miss Modish, with a significant simper, observed that she must put on her habit, for the day was so fine, that the Baronet would ride, and if she did not accom