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“Very well,” said I. “Now, in ““ Nothing else, thank you,” I the town from which we started this answered, “except to beg that you morning there is another charitable will discharge that driver for the institution for the relief of those sake of public safety, and (if I may who are in danger of being deprived be permitted to say so) be yourself of sight. I allude to the Eye In- more temperate in future for your firmary, with which I am in some

As soon as you have remitted degree connected.

Allow me, as

those sums to the several societies governor, to put your name down which I mentioned, you shall have for five guineas.

a receipt in full. Good-evening." 6" Very well, sir, as you like," "Good-evening, sir," said Mr. said Mr. Bowler, testily, and taking Bowler, emphasizing the adjective up his hat.

as if he was determined not to be ("Stop a minute," said I, “I won't outdone in civility. detain you much longer; but-have ‘After a short interval, during you ever been over the Female which I prevailed upon the little Orphan Asylum at P-?"

lady (who had by this time reco* No, I have not, sir; and what's vered from her fright) to take some I

refreshment, the messenger who had «“Would like to do so, no doubt,” been despatched for assistance reI said. “Very well, any donor of turned with a carriage and pair. ten guineas

Into this vehicle most of the pas• "Come, I say," cried Mr. Bow- sengers stowed themselves-the rest ler, who was making a little sum of following in a cart with the luggage. compound addition in his pocket- We reached Exeter late at night, book.

and you may be sure were glad to ""—may have,” I continued, with- get comfortably to bed. The next out noticing the interruption, "may morning, Mr. Bowler kept his prohave that privilege, of which, no mise faithfully, and finding this to doubt, you will be glad to avail be the case, we fulfilled our part of yourself. Indeed, what greater the contract by saying as little about pleasure can there be than in seeing the accident as possible. The affair 80 excellent and practical a result was hushed up. The “Tantivy" conarise from one's benevolence? But tinued to run under the guidance I beg your pardon, I really was for- of a steadier charioteer, and I made getting the soup and blanket a point of travelling by it whenever societies, and the Dorcas Fund for I went up to Exeter.' supplying the poor with coals in "And what became of the little winter. You'll subscribe a couple lady?' asked Tom, who had listened of guineas a-piece to those, won't with great attention to the narra

tive. ““If I do," cried Mr. Bowler, clos- . Upon my word,' said Grampus, ing up his pocket-book, "If I do, that is more than I can tell you. I'm d="

I never saw her from that day to "“Doing no more than what is this; but I question very much fair and honourable, and what any whether she ventured in a stagegentleman would do under the cir- coach again.' cumstances; that's what you were At this moment, Peter entered the going to say, isn't it?” said I.

room to say that my Aunt Tab's • "Well, not esackly," said Mr. sedan-chair had arrived, together Bowler. “You see

with two flies which were to convey "" You see," said I, “it would be our party home. We therefore roso such an uncommonly disagreeable to put on our coats and wrappers, thing to have this matter taken up went through the usual form of legally by any of the passengers and salutation with my uncle, and drove so get into the papers, wouldn't it?" home over the white, crisp snow, to

- “ All right," exclaimed Mr. Bow- dream of the “ Tantivy and its ler, suddenly reopening his pocket- passengers. So ended our Christbook; "anything more in that line? mas with Grampus. name your terms."


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Types of English Beauty.


NLY dear old England

Boasts such maids as Rosie ;
Eyes that drowse with dreamy splendour,
Cheeks with roseleaf-tintings tender,

Lips a fragrant posy.
I would barter years of youth
For the kisses of her mouth,
Of those nut-brown tresses,

One lock would she yield me,
On my faithful heart reposing,
All my life long till its closing,

'Twould from sorrow shield me.
Though she binds them in a snood,
See how wanton winds have wooed !
Darling English maiden!

With your pure, frank beauty,
(There's no treachery in that dimple)
Honest, as your dress is simple,

Loyal to each duty;
He, whose wife you shall become,
Shall have sunshine in his home!
Oh, your smiles are magic,-

Moonlight on life's ocean;
As the pale moon sways the waters,
So the love of England's daughters

Rules our fond devotion.
Mothers, sweethearts, wives like you,
Make our hearts so stanch and true!
Type of English beauty,

Trusting, true, and tender!
Be it lofty, be it lowly,
Every English fireside holy

Your rare virtues render:
Love of that fair face of yours,
England's liberty secures.

A Maiden's Lament" difiers in style


From SCHILLER'S WALLENSTEIN.'---(Illustrated.) MONGST Schiller's ballads "The a high degree, and so the poet in

tended it to be. The two first staves and tone from the others. Schiller are sing to the guitar in the poet's is not generally musical in his lyric greatest drama by Wallenstein's vein, and but few of his poems in- daughter Thekla. In the blooming vite the composer. This one, low- spring of her love with Max Piccoever, in its simplicity of feeling and lomini she forcbodes the tragic shaits dramatic contrasts between the dow that will overcast the bright suffering child and the departed sky of her young life. She perceives mother, who comforts her from the the cruel play with her feelings on celestial regions, is musical even in the part of her aunt, the Countess

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