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e the sun of a system； beaming warmth and gladness to every heart。 Even the very dog that lay stretched at his feet； as he lazily shifted his position and yawned； would look fondly up in his master's face； wag his tail against the floor； and stretch himself again to sleep； confident of kindness and protection。 There is an emanation from the heart in genuine hospitality which cannot be described； but is immediately felt； and puts the stranger at once at his ease。 I had not been seated many minutes by the comfortable hearth of the worthy cavalier before I found myself as much at home as if I had been one of the family。
Supper was announced shortly after our arrival。 It was served up in a spacious oaken chamber； the panels of which shone with wax； and around which were several family portraits decorated with holly and ivy。 Beside the accustomed lights； two great wax tapers； called Christmas candles； wreathed with greens； were placed on a highly…polished buffet among the family plate。 The table was abundantly spread with substantial fare； but the Squire made his supper of frumenty； a dish made of wheat cakes boiled in milk with rich spices； being a standing dish in old times for Christmas eve。 I was happy to find my old friend； minced…pie； in the retinue of the feast； and finding him to be perfectly orthodox； and that I need not be ashamed of my predilection； I greeted him with all the warmth wherewith we usually greet an old and very genteel acquaintance。
The mirth of the company was greatly promoted by the humours of an eccentric personage whom Mr。 Bracebridge always addressed with the quaint appellation of Master Simon。 He was a tight； brisk little man； with the air of an arrant old bachelor。 His nose was shaped like the bill of a parrot； his face slightly pitted with the smallpox； with a dry perpetual bloom on it； like a frost…bitten leaf in autumn。 He had an eye of great quickness and vivacity； with a drollery and lurking waggery of expression that was irresistible。 He was evidently the wit of the family； dealing very much in sly jokes and innuendoes with the ladies； and making infinite merriment by harpings upon old themes； which； unfortunately； my ignorance of the family chronicles did not permit me to enjoy。 It seemed to be his great delight during supper to keep a young girl next him in a continual agony of stifled laughter； in spite of her awe of the reproving looks of her mother； who sat opposite。 Indeed； he was the idol of the younger part of the company； who laughed at everything he said or did； and at every turn of his countenance。 I could not wonder at it； for he must have been a miracle of accomplishments in their eyes。 He could imitate Punch and Judy； make an old woman of his hand； with the assistance of a burnt cork and pocket…handkerchief： and cut an orange into such a ludicrous caricature； that the young folks were ready to die with laughing。
I was let briefly into his history by Frank Bracebridge。 He was an old bachelor of a small independent income； which by careful management was sufficient for all his wants。 He revolved through the family system like a vagrant comet in its orbit； sometimes visiting one branch； and sometimes another quite remote； as is often the case with gentlemen of extensive connections and small fortunes in England。 He had a chirping； buoyant disposition； always enjoying the present moment； and his frequent change of scene and company prevented his acquiring those rusty unacommodating habits with which old bachelors are so uncharitably charged。 He was a complete family chronicle； being versed in the genealogy； history； and intermarriages of the whole house of Bracebridge； which made him a great favourite with the old folks； he was a beau of all the elder ladies and superannuated spinsters； among whom he was habitually considered rather a young fellow； and he was a master of the revels among the children； so that there was not a more popular being in the sphere in which he moved than Mr。 Simon Bracebridge。 Of late years he had resided almost entirely with the Squire； to whom he had become a factotum； and whom he particularly delighted by jumping with his humour in respect to old times； and by having a scrap of an old song to suit every occasion。 We had presently a specimen of his last mentioned talent； for no sooner was supper removed； and spiced wines and other beverages peculiar to the season introduced； than Master Simon was called on for a good old Christmas song。 He bethought himself for a moment； and then； with a sparkle of the eye； and a voice that was by no means bad； excepting that it ran occasionally into a falsetto； like the notes of a split reed； he quavered forth a quaint old ditty：
〃Now Christmas is come； Let us beat up the drum； And call all our neighbours together； And when they appear； Let us make them such cheer As will keep out the wind and the weather；〃 etc。
The supper had disposed every one to gaiety； and an old harper was summoned from the servants' hall； where he had been strumming all the evening； and to all appearance comforting himself with some of the Squire's home…brewed。 He was a kind of hanger…on； I was told； of the establishment； and though ostensibly a resident of the village； was oftener to be found in the Squire's kitchen than his own home； the old gentleman being fond of the sound of 〃harp in hall。〃
The dance； like most dances after supper； was a merry one； some of the older folks joined in it； and the Squire himself figured down several couples with a partner with whom he affirmed he had danced at every Christmas for nearly half a century。 Master Simon； who seemed to be a kind of connecting link between the old times and the new； and to be withal a little antiquated in the taste of his accomplishments； evidently piqued himself on his dancing； and was endeavouring to gain credit by the heel and toe； rigadoon； and other graces of the ancient school； but he had unluckily assorted himself with a little romping girl from boarding…school； who； by her wild vivacity； kept him continually on the stretch； and defeated all his sober attempts at elegance；such are the ill… assorted matches to which antique gentlemen are unfortunately prone！
The young Oxonian； on the contrary； had led out one of his maiden aunts； on whom the rogue played a thousand little knaveries with impunity； he was full of practical jokes； and his delight was to tease his aunts and cousins； yet； like all madcap youngsters； he was a universal favourite among the women。 The most interesting couple in the dance was the young officer and a ward of the Squire's； a beautiful blushing girl of seventeen。 From several shy glances which I had noticed in the course of the evening； I suspected there was a little kindness growing up between them； and； indeed； the young soldier was just the hero to captivate a romantic girl。 He was tall； slender； and handsome； and like most young British officers of late years； had picked up various small accomplishments on the Continenthe could talk French and Italian draw landscapes；sing very tolerablydance divinely； but above all he had been wounded at Waterloo；what girl of seventeen； well read in poetry and romance； could resist such a mirror of chivalry and perfection！
The moment the dance was over； he caught up a guitar； and lolling against the old marble fireplace； in an attitude which I am half inclined to suspect was studied； began the little French air of the Troubadour。 The Squire； however； exclaimed against having anything on Christmas eve but good old English； upon which the young minstrel； casting up his eye for a moment； as if in an effort of memory； struck into another strain； and； with a charming air of gallantry； gave Herrick's 〃Night…Piece to Julia：〃
〃Her eyes the glow…worm lend thee； The shooting stars attend thee； And the elves also； Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire； befriend thee。
〃No Will…o'…the…Wisp mislight thee； Nor snake or glow…worm bite thee； But on； on thy way； Not making a stay； Since ghost there is none to affright thee。
〃Then let not the dark thee cumber； What though the moon does slumber； The stars of the night Will lend thee their light； Like tapers clear without number。
〃Then； Julia； let me woo thee； Thus； thus to come unto me； And when I shall meet Thy silvery feet； My soul I'll pour into thee。〃
The song might have been intended in compliment to the fair Julia； for so I found his partner was called； or it might not； she； however； was certainly unconscious of any such application； for she never looked at the singer； but kept her eyes cast upon the floor。 Her face was suffused； it is true； with a beautiful blush； and there was a gentle heaving of the bosom； but all that was doubtless caused by the exercise of the dance； indeed； so great was her indifference； that she was amusing herself with plucking to pieces a choice bouquet of hothouse flowers； and by the time the song was concluded； the nosegay lay in ruins on the floor。
The party now broke up for the night with the kind…hearted old custom