are a very honeft fellow-give me your handlet us walk and fpeak foftly there is a worthy female in your wife's fituation, now in that hedge.

Is there, fir?-anfwered the gardener in a whisper, and collecting into his face all the lines of caution-hufh -hush-hush

He beckoned me exactly as he would have done had I rafhly opened the door of his wife's chamber. The fenfation was brought home.

There is no call for fheers at prefent, fir, faid he, and the less we walk that way the better-hush-hushhufh.

He now repeated his fignal to keep filence, and went off on tip-toe till he gained the greenfward.

Thus

Thus was my humour ftill more fweetened; I was fo happy that I looked up to the fun, which fhone on me, with emulation; with rivalry.

A little rhapsody efcaped me-and, were it poffible, my beam fhould be like thine. There is not a fingle object which fome ray or other of my benevolence should not animate.

Taking my eyes from the heavens, and cafting them to earth, I faw a cluster of Pinks drooping for want of a fupport. Warmed as I then was, 'tis inconceivable with how much pleasure I placed them about a ftick and tied them gently round it. As they stood erect in their new attitude. there came from them an odour that seemed to thank me. It may be the fragrance

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fragrance of gratitude! Imagination chose to think it fuch. What amiable deception!

But I had just turned from the flowers when an infect which fettled upon my left cheek ftung me fo fenfibly that I raised up my arm, and spread my hand to flap it into annihilation. Bodily pain is a trying point. I took out a pocket-glafs (which I happened to have about me) and viewed my enemy.", The

alarmed him, and his

taken out of my cheek.

motion had

tongue was

There are ftrange traits in my character. I reprefented him as having juft rifen from banquetting to his heart's content. The orifice he had made was not bigger than a fmall pin's head. The appearance

pearance was at worst that of a pimple-the pain was gone. It is but the harvest bump of an happy insect, said I. It was too fine a day methought to banish any thing animate from the light, and I was in too good a temper to be vindictive.

Get thee gone, fool, faid I-shakeing my head. Much good may it do It buzzed thanks, and flew

thee.

away.

At this crifis my daughter came running to tell me her Canary had recovered, and she had just saved her brood of Chicks from the Kite.

Better and better ftill, Matilda, faid I, let us go into the house. The heart

was ftirred.

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O exercise the foul in benevolent

trifles is a good way to prepare it for matters of more confequence. After thefe tranfactions, I and my daughter Matilda were fittting at the door of an airy hall that commanded one of the fineft lawns in my garden. What an evening! faid Matilda; is there any thing in nature, papa, fo fine as a fetting fun! Yes, faid I in an extacy, starting at the fame time from my feat, a rifing one. Matilda agreed to the remark, but seemed furprised at the emotion. She did not know there was more "meant than met the ear." While ideas were operating