loved best on earth. To add to my distress, I found the new government had seized all their remaining effects. I applied to those that had professed friendship to my father, but I was unnoticed; thus, unprotected and unbefriended, I had no means of subsistence-and, filled with disgust, I determined to leave my native land. I had heard that the new world was the land of freedom, that it afforded protection to the unfortunate, and that there every one had an equal chance of success. 'I immediately determined to go thither, embarked, and arrived safe. -But here I received no better encouragement. I have seen men, who, by influence and prejudice, have risen far above me, while I have been neglected and abused. I then adopted the resolution of going to England, and have consequently taken a passage on board your ship; but,' sighing, I believe I shall never again endure to visit the busy haunts of men, where every face is fair and every heart foul; and where interest reigns predominent in every bosom.-I am tired of the world.'

'Trust me, sir, answered Julian, you view the dark side of the scene of life; there are souls whose only pleasure 'tis to reward merit and diffuse happiness --let hope still buoy you up; happier days are in store for you

Orteval interrupted him. Lay no more,' said he, 'the flattering prospect before me,--a thousand times have those chimeras filled my head, and have as often proved false. No, I am doomed to fall as the withered leaf, which is unnoticed but by the destroying blast that hurls it from its native branch.'

Being interrupted, and Julian's watch being done, they each retired to his respective birth below.

Every interview now strengthened the mutual friendship which had

commenced between those two kindred souls; which, on the one side, caused the healing cordial to be offered to the wounded heart, but, by an act of fatal despondency on the other, was soon dashed away.

The weather for the last two days had become exceedingly stormy, and Julian's duties, in consequence, did not allow him to see much of his friend. The third morning, however, dawned serene; the sun rose with all its beauties from the watery horizon, and again cheered the heart of the weather-beaten mariner, diffused the ray of hope into his breast, and gilded his prospects. Julian had just seated himself in a cleared part of the ship, and was busy mending some tackle, when Orteval joined him; he seemed much agitated and feverish, his eyes were red and swoln as if with weeping. You look ill,' said Julian.

I am,' he replied, 'life's burden has become too heavy for me; I did expect that I should not have beheld the sun rise again, but I wished to see my friend once more; nay, start not, interrupt me not, hear me patiently to the end!' Here, taking a gold watch from his pocket, and for a moment pressing it to his lips,

This was the last gift of a dear and loving mother; I wished to deliver into your hands; accept it as the offering of friendship.'

Julian astonished, attempted a re

ply.

Nay, refuse me not, it is a last request; in my chest you will find another, present it to the captain, who has been kind and attentive to me, for which render him my heartfelt thanks.'

But what, what is it you mean?" cried Julian; your health will soon I hope be restored: why talk in such a strain ?'

Ah! never, my dear friend; wherever I go misery attends me; I have only one resource; but oh!

when you think on me, forget my rashness, and pity one who could have loved you as a friend;' then, seizing his hand, and pressing it with a frenzied violence, he exclaimed, Farewell! farewell!' and, leaping on the taff-rail of the ship, plunged into the sea.

Julian, stupified with horror, could scarce cry for assistance; and, when they ran to the side of the ship, poor Orteval had sunk to rise no more: the ship was laid too immediately, the boats got out, but every effort to save him proved fruitless.

When Julian's feelings had in some degree subsided, he performed with an aching heart, his last requests, among other things, were some small busts, and some paintings of the most exquisite workmanship, which, since their arrival in England, have excited universal admira

tion.

Miscellanea.

LIVERY SEISIN.

Two men of the village of Berney, in the Department of the Loire, had very recently a dispute on their respective rights to a small piece of marshy ground; one put in his claim for a moiety, the other totality. Two experts were summoned, and the litigants argued their respective claims with the utmost energy. He who demanded a half, was a grenadier-while the other was of a middling stature; but, notwithstanding the latter's disparity, in point of size, his tongue was far the more active of the two. The grenadier, at last, vexed and wearied with the discussion, exclaimed, at the same time taking his opponent in his arms, If you will have it, take it; and put him in immediate possession, by lodging him up to his neck in the bog, where he left, him to speculate at his leisure on the nature of his property, and profit by

his lesson in this novel practice of the law. Preston surely could not have made a more effectual conveyance of the soil.

THE BLIND BOOKSELLER OF

AUGSBOURGH.

Perhaps one of the greatest curiosities in the city of Augsbourg, is a bookseller, of the name of Wimprecht, who had the misfortune to be born blind, but whose enterprising spirit has enabled him successfully to struggle against the melancholy privations he was doomed to sustain; and to procure, by his industry and intelligence, a respectable and comfortable support for a large family dependent upon him.His library consists of more than eight thousand volumes, which are, of course, frequently subject to renewal or change; but, as soon as he acquires a new stock, the particulars of each book are read to him by his wife, and his discrimination permits him to fix its value: his touch, to recognise it at any period, however distant, and his memory, never fails him in regard to its arrangement in his shop. His readiness to oblige, his honesty, and information on books in general, has procured him a large custom; and, under such extraordinary natural disadvantages, he has become a useful, and haply will render himself a wealthy member of the society to which he belongs.

APATHY OF HINDOO ROBBERS.

A party of Hindoo robbers (or Decoits), were condemned to suffer death. At five o'clock on the morning fixed for their execution, they were conducted by two companies of Sepoys to the top of a hill, on which a rude gallows had been erected the preceding night. The robbers seated themselves on the ground, and were enclosed in a small square formed by the soldiers.

The robber nearest the gallows was the first directed by the hangman to mount a hackerie, or rude bamboo cart, drawn by oxen. He immediately arranged his apparel in decent order, and placed himself upon the vehicle with extraordinary coolness and self-possession. From the intractability of the oxen, and the poles of the gallows being too close to each other, the cart was managed with great difficulty, and the poor criminal remained standing on it (with the rope around his neck) for several minutes, but without betraying any signs of emotion. At length the cart slowly passed from under him, and he was hung with a dreadful jerk. As there was no cap over his face, and his eyes almost started from their sockets, the spectacle was horrible beyond description. He was immediately cut down, put in irons, and then inclosed in a bag. All this passed before the other robbers, who patiently awaited their several turns, as only one could be hung at a time. It was upwards of an hour before the whole of them were executed, but they all met their fate with the same indiffer

ence.

JUVENILE SANG FROID.

In the year 1821, a young Englishman, (seventeen years of age), left Madrid in the diligence for Yrun. About seven leagues from Madrid, at two o'clock in the morning, the diligence was stopped by a band of robbers, who ordered the whole of the passengers to alight forthwith, and then bound them with cords. The banditti immediately lighted a number of torches, and preceoded to ransack the vehicle. The young Englishman having a great passion for drawing, and conceiving it to be a picturesque scene, managed to slip the cords from his hands, took out his sketch

book, and began very coolly to commit it to paper.

He

The robbers were so struck with the extraordinary enthusiasm of the young man, that they permitted him to continue his sketch, and left his property untouched, although they took possession of the smallest articles from every other passenger.— The Danish Secretary of Legation at Madrid, who was one of the party, was stripped to his shirt: his elegant travelling cap was exchanged for an old Castilian Montero. had a ring on his finger which, tho' intrinsically of little value, he much prized; aad by way of preserving it; told one of the robbers that it had been so many years on his finger, that it was impossible to get it off. Tenemos cuchillos'' we have knives,' said the ruffian, very coolly. Upon this information the finger instinctively shrunk, and the ring was immediately delivered.

LA FAYETTE.

La Fayette has greatly dissappointed the Parisians, who are eager for interest and excitement, and with whom, since the marriage of Mademoiselle Lafitte, funerals have again come into fashion. Poets and the schools of law and medicine, and the gendarmerie, with the Chamber of Deputies, were all on the qui vive; the bow-string of expectation was s'rung tight, but has suddenly relaxed, with a twang that has (to speak truth) more of sorrow than of joy in it; for there was nothing to substitute for the promised pleasures of Pere La Chaise, and all Paris would have sunk into the very lowest depths of despair, had not the trial of Constance and her husband, and the hoped-for appearance of Mademoiselle Mars in open court, been at the moment announced, and La Fayette was, of course, as instantly forgotten. The old gentle

man seems content to live on, until Savary's Memoirs shall have had their day; and when M. Bossange is wholly at leisure, and no other public event occupies the minds of his compatriots, perhaps he may condescend to die. While lying on the sick bed, and supposed by his physicians to be asleep, one of the latter observed to a colleague, that the Parisians were all furnishing themselves with the uniform of the National Guards to attend his funeral.' La Fayette was, however, awake, and, turning to them, observed, Au moins l'on ne m' accusera pas d'etre de cette conspiration.

Scrapiana.

What possible utility can there be in Lords- and-- -?'observed an ancient Croaker, a few days since, to his friend. To be made Lords Privy Seal and President, to be sure,' replied the latter. This puts us in mind of the answer of Brindley, the engineer of the Duke of Bridgewater, on his Grace's demanding, why Providence had accorded so many and such fine rivers in England? For the supply of canals, undoubtedly, your Grace,' observed the man of science.

The Duke of Bridgewater being engaged in some work, to the completion of which, he thought it necessary that the surface of the water should be smooth and still; a breeze springing up suddenly, he exclaimed, 'D-n the wind!' To which a nobleman then present, observed, You have indeed, my lord, taught us by experience, that you can dam the water, but, believe me, that not

even your lordship can dam the wind !'

A dissenting clergyman, preaching recently in a town of Cornwall, was disturbed by the crying of a child; he stopped in his discourse, and ordered the child to be removed, remarking, that a crying child was like the tooth-ache--allowedof no peace till it was taken out.

Sir John Owen, in 1648, was condemned to lose his head with some lords taken at the same time, for which he made the court a low bow, and gave his humble thanks. One asked him what he meant. He replied, It was a great honour to a poor gentleman of Wales to lose his head with such noble lords. For by G-d, he was afraid they would have hanged him.'

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Original Poetry.

LINES WRITTEN ON THE DEATH
OF MY FATHER.

No sculptured marble marks the spot,
Where rests his honoured clay;
No tomb tells where his ashes rot,
Or bones decay.

One simple knoll of weedy earth,
Doth just the place proclaim,
No tablet stands to tell his worth,
Or bless his name.
No feigned tear did Pity pour,

Nor Grief did weep aloud;
Nor feigning smiles, to win his store,
Did Courtiers crowd.
The path of Poverty he trac'd,,

Uncheer'd by Pleasure's ray;
Life was to him a thorny waste,

And drear the way.

Yet thorns that stung him here beneath,
Those thorns of grief and woe,
of flowers now form in Heaven a wreath,
Upon his brow.

Then hush my heart-no more complain ;
Perchance, ere long, we meet again
Come, Hope, resume thy sway-
In endless day.

J. Bruton.

IN

I AM old enough to remember several of the most crowded and fashionable watering-places, when they were quiet and unambitious villages. Watering-places, like most other things in this life, are spoiled by success. It is now difficult for a solitary thinker, or for a newly-married pair, or for a simple and unexpensive family in search of rest and health, to find some scattered hamlet looking out upon the broad sea; where the one snug and silent inn affords comfort and welcome; where the one bathing-machine is supported by the No. 109-N.S.

dozen invalids, who are established in the neighbouring cottages; and where the one coach duly departs for London three times a week. Such places were, twenty years ago; but improvement has ruined them.The old inn has shot up into a new hotel, with splendid mirrors and pert waiters ;the white cottage, round whose latticed porch the honey-suckle once crept in unforbidden luxuriance, is metamorphosed into a red boarding-house, with a green door and brass knocker;' the steady and duly watched-for stage has yielded to a