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LETTER I. 



FROM CAROLINE TO EMILY. 



DEAR EMILY, 



To-morrow will be my birth-day, when I 

 shall be eighteen. A large party was invited to cele- 

 brate the day, and great preparations were made for 

 the occasion : the drawing-room in my guardian's 

 house was to be decorated with festoons of natural 

 flowers, illuminated with coloured lamps ; music was 

 ordered, that my juvenile visitors might be entertain- 

 ed with a dance ; and I thought of nothing but plea- 

 sure. Little aware of the uncertainty of the future, 

 I was ill qualified to bear the disappointments that 

 have followed these prospects of joy. 



Mr. Campbell, whom I have regarded as a father 

 ever since I can remember, and in whose hands my 

 whole fortune was placed, has made some unfortunate 



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