" '  With  him ;  and  I  won't  be  always  sent
off!'  she  continued,  kindling  np.  '  You  are  a
do^  in  the  manger,  Cathy,  and  aesire  no  one  to
be  loved  but  yourself!'

"'You  are  an  impertinent  little  monkey!'
exclaimed  Mrs.  Linton,  in  surprise,"  &c.
^  This  is  the  talk  of  two  scolds.  We  surely
need  caution  no  lady  reader  of  Wuthering
Heights,  against  adopting  such  an  use  of
language  as  is  here  put  into  the  mouths  of
two  of  their  sex.
Doubtless  there  are  quarrels,  and  pout-
ings,  and  occasions  among  boardinfir-school
misses,  where  they  let  out  their  opinions  of
each  other  as  freely  as  Catherine  and  Isa-
bella ;  but  it  is  inconsistent  with  our  notion
of  the  delicacy  and  self-respect  of  a  latfy,
to  suppose  she  could  listen  to,  much  less  «
utter  such  expressions.  This  we  say  be-
cause hundreds  and  hundreds  of  girls,
whose  papas  take  this  Review,  have  read
the  last  new  novel,  (cried  over  it  perhaps,)
and  may  possibly  see  these  pages.  They
ought  to  be  strongly  cautioned  against  this
wretched  mode  of  speaking.  They  are  the
formers  and  judges  of  our  manners,  and  if
they  allow  such  writings  as  this  to  inAw^


1848.]


Wuthering  Heights.
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ence  their  taste,  our  social  assemblies  will
shortly  exhibit  such  scenes  as  have  gained
for  Tammany  Hall  its  peculiar  notoriety.
Mr.  Tin  Hunter  will  soon  venture  not  to
call  on  Miss  Argent  of  a  morning,  without
examining  the  caps  on  his  revolver ;  the
fashionable  dress  for  the  opera  will  require
the  handle  of  a  bowie  kmfe  to  protrude
from  above  the  coat  collar ;  Count  Barba-
rini  will  promenade  Broadway  with  a  dou-
ble barrelled  rifle,  and  the  Rev.  Dr.
