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equals an Anglo-Indian marriage. True, the affair is quickly decided, and so much the better; for both parties are spared all the odious haggling and the intolerable humming and ha-ing which precede the matrimonial engagement in England. An Anglo-Indian marriage is quite a veni, vidi, vici sort of thing. A few glances rapidly interchanged commence and complete the conquest. Before the band has completed five bars of the quadrille, the proposal is made, accepted, and ratified. And what a world of trouble and vexation is saved ! How delightfully is the lover spared (he has enough to employ him at his desk without the superfluous business of a tedious courtship) all those deadening, cold-blooded references to fathers, mothers, brothers, uncles, aunts, through the whole gauntlet of which he has to run in this country for a little bit of matrimony! Your marriages in India are like the primæval marriages of Eden. The female, indeed, like her first parent, would not “unsought be won,” and it is very seldom, or never, that she makes the first proposal ; but she requires no very fatiguing chase to catch her; and he who belongs to the corps of eligibles, and is in good circumstances to marry, marries almost sans phrase, and takes possession of a prize gracefully surrendered to his grasp, without the fears and perturbations of the pursuit. I repeat, once more, that this readymade love spares him a million of those inquietudes, doubts, alarms, jealousies, which torment our lovers at home,—“ more pangs and fears than wars or women have,"—where they have to undergo the tedious process of a previous manufacture.

Thrice and more than thrice happy Anglo-Indian, on whose head the auspicious heavens thus shower rupees and beauty, the smiles of fortune and of woman commingling in due proportions to bless thee ;-the smiles of the celestial goddess lending redoubled fascination to those of the earthly one, whom thy arms encircle,—their union the truest omen and firmest guarantee of conjugal love and conjugal enjoyment ! It is true, that beauty ceases to blaze from the first moment that it arrives in India ; but it does not on that account “shake its light wings” and fly altogether. It does not shine, indeed, with the heat of a Persian sun, that strikes dead its worshippers. So much the better. Instead of the common-place blushing tint of the European countenance, you take its mild and subdued lustre (no bad exchange), subdued perhaps into almost a vestal paleness; but it is a paleness which, in a woman essentially pretty or beautiful, disfigures no lineament, distorts no feature, obliterates no dimple, but brings them all forth into stronger relief, and, like the moon of Paradise,

shadowy sets off the face of things;” whilst the eyes, the windows from which the soul peeps, rain the same, if not more than the same influence; * discourse the same, if not more touching eloquence; and are doubly radiant from the extinction of the lesser lights that, in your healthy, English faces, play in rivalry around them.

Away, then, with this stupid gossip about the mercenary marriages of India—the markets, as they are called, where English beauty is bought and sold. I affirm, without hazard of contradiction, that there are more interested and venal marriages celebrated in the space of one day in London, than have taken place in Calcutta, Madras, or Bombay, since those places have been presidencies. If those places are markets, Almack's and the Italian Opera are shambles. How many young ladies, who have reached the marriageable period, could I name, who, at the very time that they were curling up their noses at Miss S. or Miss W., who had just sailed on their outward-bound voyage to the East, with the undissembled speculation of getting husbands, were themselves from morn to night occupied in the hope of entangling

Bright eyes
Rain influence and adjudge the prize. -Milton.

some middle-aged baronet, or banker, or wealthy esquire, into a matrimonial promise, and setting in motion their whole train of artillery to carry their point! And what is the destination of a young girl of fashion in London, from the first flutter of her heart at the sight of a beau? What is taught her by the counsels of mamma, or the examples of elder sisters ? What are the aims that engross her whole being, all her waking, all her sleeping thoughts? What is the goal which her young imagination pants to arrive at ? Is it the simple union of the affections—the unadulterated choice of the mind, with no dowry, no worldly wealth, but that of love, the gratuitous dedication of her whole soul, the unbought devotion of her heart, to one beloved and beloving object ? No; she has been too well tutored not to discard all this nonsense with contempt, as the idle dream of thoughtlessness and folly.

The females, sent out to India to try their chance for an establishment, are for the most part nurtured to the hopes of a competent rather than a splendid union. To this end they are educated, modestly indeed, but sufficiently to qualify them for the duties of wives and mothers. They are taught the art of pleasing by means of those accomplishments, which are no more than a necessary part of female education, instead of the fascinations which glare and dazzle rather than delight, and are more fitted for the stare and gaze of public admiration, than for the chaste and sober ornaments of domestic life. Having probably some friendly connexions in India, they arrive there generally under the protection of kind and matronlike residents, with whom they become domiciled, and who, from their experience of the characters and morals of the male society at their respective presidencies, are enabled to give them the most salutary advice as to the important choice on which depends the woe or the weal of their afterlives. What is there mercenary or venal in this? It is an egregious blunder to imagine that there can be no real affection in these marriages. I never heard that the little god of love could make no use of his wings for being encumbered with rupees, or that his arrows were less efficacious because they were tipped with gold.

But let those who sneer at English marriages in India, look to the unbroken constancy of the union : I mean in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred. Can there be a more conclusive proof that the affections of the young spinsters, so invidiously ridiculed as forming part of the ship's cargo, find there a secure and honourable asylum ? A crim. con., which in

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