believe, that a man so situated could think of amassing treasure, and of adding pillage to other evils, were it not affirmed in the above quoted report, that during the time Massena commanded in Genoa, he accumulated, by requisitions from the living, and confiscations after death, the enormous sum of two millions five hundred thousand livres!!! Revolutionary Plutarch, p. 316.

PLEASURE! It was the remark of Langier, formerly a physician at the court of Vienna, that "At twenty-five, we kill pleasure; at thirty, we enjoy it; at forty, we husband it; at fifty, we hunt after it; and at sixty, we regret it!"—He was (observes Dutens) the St. Evremond of Vienna. Nobody had more deeply studied the art of being happy; and none better knew how to enjoy happiness, or to make others acquainted with it.

Univ. Mag. v. 7, p. 227.

THE following anecdote of Mr Whitfield has been often related by Mr Parsons, who for so many years entertained the most crowded audiences at Drury Lane theatre with his comic powers. This favorite of the town, having taken a walk on a Sunday evening along Tottenham Court Road, was induced by the example of a rushing multitude to step into the tabernacle at the time Whitfield was all in his glory. The preacher was dealing out damnation with uplifted hands. At length, getting on the subject of carnal desires, he congratulated himself that the women of his flock were all purity, modesty, and virtue. “Thank

God for this!" exclaimed he : 66 yes, my flock are the chosen, the elect; and did I think there was a w-e among you, I'd instantly fling this bible at her head." The women, who had been paying particular attention to the latter part of the sermon, seeing him, as he spoke those words, lift up a tremendous bible, and knowing that his action was always the most forcible part of his oratory, wrought upon by the menace as by an electrical shock, drew themselves up in a ludicrous attitude, to evade the blow. "Oh, oh!" said he, "I see how it is! What then, you are all wes! are ye!"

Light Reading at Leisure Hours, p. 289.

BONAPARTE presided one day in the senate, and taking out by non chalance his pocket handkerchief, some letters dropped on the floor, which the senators strived who should be foremost to pick up. Being returned to the Corsican, he said with a contemptuous sneer: "Never mind, they are of no consequence, being only some letters from Alexander and Frederick (the emperor of Russia and king of Prussia), who teaze me almost to death with their troublesome correspondence. Look," continued he, "Alexander writes a better hand than Frederick; but, on searching in his pocket for another letter, Francis, (the emperor of Germany) writes worse than either!" Les Nou velles a la Main, Messidor, an. 12, p. 9, 10.

WHEN Peter the Great was in England, he visited our courts of law, where he was so disgusted with legal sophistry, and carping, quibbling

councellors, that on his return home, finding he had two lawyers near his court, he hanged the one and banished the other. Hague's Letters to Garrow.

IT had been announced at Bologna that an eclipse of the sun would take place at two o'clock in the afternoon. The people assembled in the public square to see it, and impatient at its not commencing as soon as they wished, they loudly called for it as they would for an actor absenting himself. At length it began, and as the clouds prevented them from observing it distinctly, they began to hiss with all their might, because the spectacle had fallen short of their expectations.

Corinna by Mad. De Stael Holstein, v. 3, p. 377.

THE duke of Guise coming to me one day, said that they should never be happy in France 'till those of the religion* were rooted out: I answered that I wondered to hear him say so; and the duke demanding why, I replied that whensoever those of the religion were put down, the turn of the great persons and governors of the provinces of that kingdom would be next.

Ld. Herbert's Life by Himself.

THE duke de Nivernois was intimately acquainted with the countess de Rochfort, and never omited going to see her a single evening. As she was a widow, and he a widower, one of his friends observed to him, that it would be more convenient

The Reformed Religion.

for him to marry the lady. "I have often thought so," replied the duke, "but one thing prevents me: in that case, where could I pass my evenings?" Dutens' Memoirs.

Epitaph in a country church-yard near Aberdeen, Scotland

Here lies I, Martin Elmrod,

Have mercy on my soul, gude God,

As I would have on thine! Gin I were God,
And thou wer't Martin Elmrod.

Mirror of Wit, p. 45.

APICIUS the Roman, when he cast up his accounts, and found but 100,000 crowns left, murdured himself for fear he should be famished to death. Burt. Anat. Melan.

PHILIP asked Dionysius, how it was, that when he had received from his father so large an empire, he had not preserved it? He answered, not very wide of the truth, "Because my father left me all things, but the good fortune with which he obtained and kept it."*

Elian's Various History, p. 399.

QUACK Doctors!-What metamorphoses, to those who remember the thespian-like exhibitions formerly held on Tower-Hill, and the strolling

Dionysius, the tyrant of Sicily, was the son of Dionysius; he lost his kingdom by his cruelty, and retired to Corinth, where he kept a school and taught boys their letters.

UPTON.

peregrinations of empirics:-the sledges of quack doctors are now transformed into carriages, their jack-puddings are improved into livery-servants, and newspapers, instead of cryers, proclaim their feats!!! Univ. Mag. p. 127.

A gentleman just returned from his travels said to his friend- Have you never seen a man in green breeches, with brown stockings and red clocks?" No, sir.' "Nor a woman in pink slippers, her stockings black, and the clocks yellow?" No, sir.'" Men wearing ear-rings and women carrying ridicules?" I do not know what you mean.' Why then you have never been at la Ville Unique, the city of fine taste, Paris."

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Holcroft's Travels.

IN contemplating the latter years of the justly revered Milton, we are taught the most animating lesson, which biography can supply. We there behold " to what noble use a cultivated and religious mind may convert even declining life, though embittered by a variety of afflictions, and darkened by personal calamity."

It was in that state, and while Milton was employed upon subjects which often raised his soul to heaven, that Charles II. and his brother James cailed upon the poet for the express purpose of insulting him in his misfortunes. "You are now suffering," said the popish bigot, "the just reward of your crimes, you old ruffian: divine vengeance has at length overtaken you, and put out both your eyes." "I cannot say," replied Milton, calmly,