Printed for G. MUDIE & SON, South Bridge; CAMERON & MURDOCH, Glagow; and S. MURRAY, Ruffel Court, London. (THE GHOST Continues to be published twice a-week.) TABLE OF CONTENTS. II. On Tragedy, III. Several Letters relative to the Ghoft, IV. First Part of a Critique on the Fortunate Shepherdefs, V. Marquis L'Oifif's First Letter, concerning Edinburgh, VI. Extract from Signor Puffinando's Lectures on Puffing, VII. On Tragedy, continued from Number II. VIII. Account of a converfation concerning Ghosts, XV. The entrance of The Trifler into the Regions of Ghosts.-Letters, XVI. Calchas Phantom's Narrative of a Mythological Revolution at Rome.-Letter XVII. Calchas Phantom's account of a Borough Election ;-and Puffinando's intelli- XVIII. Philofophical Strictures on Fashion.-Letters XIX. Internal Regulations of Fairyland.-Cham-pi-pi's Letter on a Graduation, XX. First Part of the story of Alphonfo, XXI. An interview between a Manufacturer of Books and a Chevalier Linguist, XXII. Conclufion of Alphonfo's story.-A Letter on Dog-eating.-Mr Phantom's TO BE CONTINUED. N° I. FAIRYLAND, MONDAY, April 25. 1796. All knowing, all unknown, and yet well known! NIGHT THOUGHTS. IT has been a conftant practice with Authors who have published Periodical Lucubrations, to follow the manner of their predeceffors. The Tatler and The Spectator have been closely imitated by a multitude of writers, who had not the courage to open themfelves new roads to fame; and the weakness of human nature fufficiently accounts for fuch timidity. But the originality of my perfon, my superior knowledge, and my being the first Spirit that ever declared himself an Author, must evince to the Public how incompatible my nature is with the grovelling spirit of imitation. My originality gives me the right to invent, as well as to conduct these Essays in my own way, without regard to any precedent of mortals. When genius even in men fuffers not the fhackles of fervile imitation, what must it be in a being fo fuperior in its nature? But I guess the impatience of my reader to know who I am. Such laudable curiofity ought not to be checked; and therefore, without any farther introduction, I proceed to fatisfy him on that head. I AM a departed Spirit. During my abode on earth, I made the vices of mankind my chief study; but the hand of Death fnatched me from the world, at the very moment when I was preparing to relieve its diftreffes. I am the ghost of a person whose fame is spread wide over the earth, not only for fplendid actions, but also for thofe which, though less noticed, are perhaps more useful and meritorious. The name, however, of the great and good man whose body I inhabited, I fhall never mention. The carnal ideas of men may lead them to think, that I ftill partake of the frailties A |