too begin to think it very foolish!" The Commissaire having overheard the conversation passing, spoke to them in a friendly way, ordered the prison door to be opened, and, at his request, in a short time they all came to the Theatre. Palmer Fisher brought Kent under his arm, singing, in a careless manner, the first line of a duet in the farce we were in the habit of acting, called "Go to your duty, go!" They smiled---I shook hands with them, and said, "as you have consented to play, I have now the pleasure of informing you that the performance is postponed till to-morrow evening; your ducks and green peas are preparing for you at the Hotel, and you have only to enjoy yourselves until midnight, then go home and be ready for the rehearsal at ten o'clock to-morrow morning."

I shall conclude this chapter with two or three more specimens of my Rhythmical effusions, for the most part composed during my residence in these Islands.

First for an amatory attempt-the type of my own sentimental character,

BELLES LETTRES,

Lovely Jemima is a book of bliss-
Her word a page! a volume in her kiss!
Her looks the frontispiece-(a proof impression!)
Her wit the preface, void of vague digression.
Her smile a literal beauty. When she's vex'd
Her frown-a pointed no te upon the text,

By Hymen bound, I prize the precious lore,
Peruse it daily-every leaf turn o'er.

The more I read, more loath I from it part,
Resolved the whole contents to get by heart!
Catching its spirit, charm'd with its address,
I hail, with joy, the freedom of the PRESS !

The following is in a somewhat similar strain

ROSES.

Cupid once crept where Flora lay,
And slyly bore a kiss away;

Then, blushing at the theft, he chose
Concealment in an opening rose;
This rose, obtain'd by Love's fair mother,
Produced another, and another!

A sweet abode then Flora made,

And round it form'd a woodbine shade:
There Love with Beauty still reposes;
There kisses multiply with roses;
And during passion's pleasant weather,
The rose and woodbine twine together!

An epigram will perhaps be excused to diversify the entertainment and sustain the motley character of these volumes,

PARADOX.

Bail is a Lawyer; poor; his practice great;
Pinch has no practice, but a large estate.
A greater problem in this case involved

Than Locke ere reason'd on, or Euclid solved!
The man that's poor, the law the most respects;
And he that's rich, law totally rejects;

EFFECTS no causes here,-- there causes no EFFECTS!

Now for something lyrical,

SIMPLICITY.

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Tell me, says Sue, why Love is drawn a boy? "Because, my dear, he's innocent and coy!" And why an archer?" Ah, need that reply, "E'en while his shafts are darting from thine eye Wherefore unrobed ?" Nay, Sue, can that surprise! "Love scorns deceit, and dress he deems disguise !" But why with wings?" Because he's airy-gay"Here with a thought! and, slighted, flies away! ¡ "Love has so pure, so exquisite a sense,

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'He can't endure the shadow of offence !"

But tell me, for what reason pictured blind?

"Because Love shuns the light to speak his mind, And, even then, oft blushes to be kind."

To conclude these trifles, and my third chapter, take the following.

MAKING LOVE.

What's making love? (says Jane) — What can it mean?
Pray, Charles, can you make love ?--I'm now sixteen;
Errors I make-make curtsies-make amends;

Make samplers, tippets, and make bosom friends;
But as to making love, I really doubt it;
At least, I know not how to set about it.

Is love an art, or what men business call?

I've no idea how love's made at all!

Ah, charming girl, (cries Charles), that kind confession Bespeaks a stock of love in your possession;

No matter, therefore, whether craft or trade,
For both of us have love already made.

Love is no science, by no art is shown,
But the most sweet profession ever known.
"Tis Life's great wealth!-Felicity's account!
CUPID AND CO. are rich beyond amount;
Suppose we contract form-take credit thence,
And as one firm a partnership commence.
But Charles, suppose my folly raise a debt,
And we're both bankrupted in Love's gazette ?
Nay, Jane, you're now too scrupulously nice;
As you're unskilled, rely on my advice.

In Hymen's Ledger I'll fair statement make you,
And, formally, a sleeping partner take you!

These lines have been often quoted, and they are produced now, merely to confirm the remark, that many of the principal actions and incidents of our lives, originate in secming trifles, and that the most important events in which we are interested, are often influenced by matters as uncertain as the turn of a die; and at the periods when they occur, frequently revolve on points or pivots, that are scarcely perceptible! To me at least, this is at times pleasing food for contemplation, and most certainly an innocent and lasting source of amusement, as well as a very effective method of perfecting the judgment and thereby adding considerably to the highest blessings of our existence !

Whenever I look back for thirty, forty, or fifty years, and consider the long list of early associates, old friends, and former acquaintance! I heave a sigh for those I have lost,- those who are dead, or have been unfortunate; and my heart beats with pleasure when I hear of the health and welfare of all those whom I