Few, indeed, of our authors can venture to portray, what would seem not so impossible, an every-day gentleman or lady.
But Miss Jewett
can produce types of the old New England
gentry, dwelling perhaps in the quietest of country towns, yet incapable of any act which is not dignified or gracious; and Miss Viola Roseboro
can depict an old Southern lady, living in a cheap New York boarding-house, toiling her life away to pay her brother's or her father's debts, and yet so exquisite in all her ways that the very page which describes her seems to exhale a delicate odor as of faded jasmine.