Jr0& Nina, a story. Jan, xJ, 



NINA, A STORY. 



[Continued from p. So.J 



As soon asie entered the room, Nina threw her arms rounc 

 bis neck, and clasped him for a considerable time, without ut- 

 tering one word •, when (he thought her joy satiated, her next 

 care was to reach him an easy chair ; to take out of a clothes- 

 prefs, a lighter habit than that which he wore, and which 

 the excefsive summer's heat must have rendered insup- 

 portable to him. And, while (he cooled him with a fan. 

 which in that country is used by both sexes, and which 

 flie had snatched from the hand^ of a servant, desirous of 

 saving her that trouble, (lie said, in a pafsionate voice, 

 " how I hate this senatorial olhce ; which, at the same 

 time it presents to me a man of high rank, and accora- 

 plifliments, subjects you to cares, which, by depriving me 

 of your presence, takes from me the dearest thing I have 

 in the world, and on which alone, my life, my pleasure, 

 jny happinefs depend ! Must it then be determined, that 

 general is to be preferred to private good ?" 



" How tender and delicate you are, my dear Nina !" 

 replied the senator j " I (hould not be ambitious of this 

 higli conditibn of life, but in hopes of appearing more 

 worthy of jour love j and I can only complain, because 

 it does not furni(h me, as much as I could wiih, with the | 

 means of fliewing how dear you are to me.'" 



The wife of the senator remained concealed in the clo- 

 set, the door of which was a little a-jar, and did not lose 

 a single glance or exprefsion of the lovers j (lie had the 

 mortification to see their carefses — their happinefs. What 

 did Ihe not undergo ? She was often tempted to quit bcF 

 • let'ieat — to interrupt tliem — to go and tlu:ovv herself at th» 



