<h2>CHAPTER XXXIV.</h2>
<p>From the mean subject of oxen, sheep, and peasants, we return
to personages; i.e., persons of rank and fortune. The
bishop, who was introduced in the foregoing pages, but who has
occupied a very small space there, is now mentioned again, merely
that the reader may know he is at present in the same state as
his writings—dying; and that his friend, the dean, is
talked of as the most likely successor to his dignified
office.</p>
<p>The dean, most assuredly, had a strong friendship for the
bishop, and now, most assuredly, wished him to recover; and yet,
when he reflected on the success of his pamphlet a few years
past, and of many which he had written since on the very same
subject, he could not but think “that he had more righteous
pretensions to fill the vacant seat of his much beloved and
reverend friend (should fate ordain it to be vacated) than any
other man;” and he knew that it would not take one moment
from that friend’s remaining life, should he exert himself,
with all due management, to obtain the elevated station when be
should he no more.</p>
<p>In presupposing the death of a friend, the dean, like many
other virtuous men, “always supposed him going to a better
place.” With perfect resignation, therefore, he
waited whatever change might happen to the bishop, ready to
receive him with open arms if he recovered, or equally ready, in
case of his dissolution, to receive his dignities.</p>
<p>Lady Clementina displayed her sensibility and feeling for the
sick prelate by the extravagance of hysteric fits; except at
those times when she talked seriously with her husband upon the
injustice which she thought would be done to him, and to his many
pamphlets and sermons, if he did not immediately rise to
episcopal honour.</p>
<p>“Surely, dean,” said she, “should you be
disappointed upon this occasion, you will write no more books for
the good of your country?”</p>
<p>“Yes, I will,” he replied; “but the next
book I write for the good of my country shall be very different,
nay the very reverse of those I have already written.”</p>
<p>“How, dean! would you show yourself changed?”</p>
<p>“No, but I will show that my country is
changed.”</p>
<p>“What! since you produced your last work; only six weeks
ago!”</p>
<p>“Great changes may occur in six days,” replied the
dean, with a threatening accent; “and if I find things
<i>have</i> taken a new and improper turn, I will be the first to
expose it.”</p>
<p>“But before you act in this manner, my dear, surely you
will wait—”</p>
<p>“I will wait until the see is disposed of to
another,” said he.</p>
<p>He did wait: the bishop died. The dean was promoted to
the see of ---, and wrote a folio on the prosperity of our happy
country.</p>
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