been published, our marriage must necessarily take place. I was to write to my friend at Frankfort, to get information about the living to which I had been appointed. Charlotte had saved about 100 crowns, which would suffice for our immediate wants; and, in case of the worst, I could establish a school somewhere. While we were talking of the felicity which we should enjoy in the midst of our poverty, we heard something fall at our feet. I looked- it was a louis-d'or : I asked Charlotte if she had dropped it, hut she had no gold. Immediately after a similar noise was heard, and again a louis-d'or fell. "It must be some benevolent fairy," I exclaimed, “who has heard our conversation;" and while I was speaking, the same thing happened a third time. I was convinced there must be something extraordinary in this, and, stopping the horses, I commenced a search, when I perceived, through a small space in the lid of the coffer, which was under the seat, a fourth piece of gold. I forced open the coffer, and discovered the cause of the noise which I had heard, but which I had taken for a chain. A bag, filled with gold, had come undone; other bags, more solid, were piled one upon another. How the commissary had become possessed of this treasure I knew not; but I knew that it did not belong to me and Charlotte, and I put back the three louis into the bag, which we fastened, and continued our journey as if nothing had happened. Charlotte's mother was delighted to see us, and to her we confided the care of our treasure. I announced in the public journals, at many different times, that I had found a coach, horses, and a considerable sum of money, and invited the owner to claim them. My attempts to discover him were vain-no one ever appeared. In this happy manner did my adventures terminate: I was richer than I ever hoped to be, and the admirable Charlotte was my wife. I sent my friend, at Berlin, a present, more than sufficient for the loss of his carriage, which the major had carried off: I renounced my clerical functions, and bought a delightful little estate in the country, where I live in perfect happiness, with Charlotte and her mother. TROY. INTENDED FOR MUSIC. BY REGINALD AUGUSTINE. Resplendent from her palaces, The tones of lutes sang through the air, As maidens, grac'd with sunny hair, A cloudless beauty ting'd the sky, And streams, that flow'd in music by, Were radiant as the rose. Light, music, love, and sanctity, Away-away-the Grecian band And, from her dim'd magnificence, Yield Priam's son to die! Deal. TROY. Alas! could we forego the spell Oh grave! where would thy triumph be? WHERE ARE YE, VISIONS OF DELIGHT? BY SHELTON MACKENZIE, ESQ. And hopes that promised happy hours Where are ye, visions of delight,- Gone!-like the forms we fondly love, Where are ye, hopes of boyhood's days? Ye speak not!-oh, ye, too, are flown,- And sorrow now may claim her own, Since fate has left me here alone, The memory of the past. Birmingham. GAMBLING AND DISSIPATION. AN ALLEGORY. Ipse miserrima vida.—Virgil Whilst ruminating upon the various vices which corrupt the morals of society, and make mankind miserable, my imagination conducted me from the regions of the ordinary occupations of life; and wandering through a narrow winding path beset with shrubbery, so dense as almost to exclude the light of day, I at length arrived at a vast and sooty-looking mansion. The exterior of the building I had neither time nor disposition to notice; for curiosity (my attendant genius on this excursion,) hurried me forward to the door,-anxious to discover who could be the inhabitants of a dwelling so strangely situated— so far removed from the " busy hum of men.' Upon entering, I beheld a bloated female figure, sitting at the extremity of the hall, resting one hand upon a cork-screw, and holding a goblet in the other. Her swollen features, the inflammatory appearance of her eyes, and the dullness of her countenance, too plainly told me, this was the genius of dissipation. At a little distance from her, a bubbling fountain issued from the ground, which I afterwards discovered to be the source of Lethe, the river of Pluto's dreary realm. Near this stood a huge decanter, labelled "The universal remedy," together with these exhortations,-" Here mortals, drown your sorrows; here quench the flame of despair, which disappointment has kindled in your breasts; here wash out the spots of a stained reputation; here cure the bruises which merciless fortune may have inflicted upon you." Astonished at these novel appearances, and fixing my eyes upon the genius, 1 began involuntarily to utter," Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd!" when my attention was arrested, and turned towards another part of the room. Here a figure met my view, having to the former no sort of similarity: her countenance wore a smile of such counterfeit innocence, her attire was adjusted with so much grace, and every thing about her bore such a resemblance to unmeaning simplicity, that the young were charmed with the sight, and the old could hardly behold without admiration-the goddess of gambling. She was throned on a checker-board; her sceptre was the cue of a billiard-table; and she was worshipped upon an altar carved into the shape of a dice-box. Near her, supported by a small pedestal, lay a volume of leaves stamped on one side with hieroglyphical spots of black and red: this I readily concluded to be her bible, or koran. At intervals, around her throne, were arranged groups of persons, religiously engaged in the worship of their goddess. The method of reading their bible was entirely novel, and their language, to me at least, perfectly unintelligible. Nothing, I am persuaded, can be in any degree like it, except the manner of the barbarous Peruvians, who are said to communicate their ideas by knotted chords of various colors. Each, in turn, threw down a leaf of the volume upon the table, and the last gathering all into a pack, exclaimed " high-low-jack-and the game." To some, these appeared to be words of consolation, but, to others, the sentence of misery. The countenances of a part were suddenly enlivened; while those of the rest were proportionably dejected. The worshippers of this goddess were not confined to any particular class, but consisted, as in other occupations, of the young, the middle aged, and the old. The first of these entered upon their duties with the utmost cheerfulness and zeal. No other object seemed to possess charms, or have any effect in dividing the attention. Night was consumed in the perusal of their bible, and day wasted in sleep. The middle aged were more indifferent, performing their rites, not from the pleasure derived from them, but because they had become habituated to the worship, and were rendered unfit for any other kind of business. The old, so far from engaging in the ceremonies of the goddess, spent their time in idleness, oscitancy, and sleep, destitute of all comfort in life, or hopes of happiness of death, they had become the victims of misery, and the votaries of despair. The remembrance of past crimes, and the fear of future punishment, continually soured their existence, and made them the objects rather of pity than of contempt. A life loaded with sins, and a judgment, awarding their " wages," were the only pictures which their imagination presented. I was not a little surprised to see females engaged in the adoration of this enticing deity. When I considered that |