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^ranrtJi. toi;ft!ier prolil aiul f-.mi tile (l.ond**!0 I,iti.iury So«\ciiir THK LON KKb’ QU AKUKI [COMLI IIM).] ’‘'I'lme rolled o» vny disaryrreaMy. i'Le Chihle grew every day paler and more popular : ihe old ladies t^uve him more advice, and .the old lord i;uve him more wine, mid Sibyl jjrew inortit'ed al his mislKUbt, and Sir l.iibiJi j'»;cw afraid of his-frown, and one liajl. of the hall c.onld not help bein;» sorry,'and the other lialf were obliged to be civil. Ajax and V'lyssos had' stepped into eacli other’s shoes, and Sibyl, to keep the peace, was obliged to accede to an interview in her little boudoir. *• It was a line honey-droppinfj after- J.uon. The svvecl south was murmur ing- throuijh the lattir'o amonsjst the fltrinijs of the }>uitar, and the golden iish were sjx/rtiiiij till they air.iost lhin:^thejn* selves out of their crystal globe : it v/as jus» i;ie hour for eveiy ihin}' to be sweet arjii I i:ioiu >us,—but Sibyl was some wha: .• xvJ, and the Childe was sonie- •vvhat ii>;/ry. He was much oblifjed to her for meeting him,, but he feared that he was taking her from more agreeal)le occupation ; and he was ntoreover alarm ed lest I'.er other visitors wanted some cne to amuse, them. He merely wished to ask if she had any command to his family, for whom it was time that he should think of setting out; and when he had obtained them, he wouhl no longer trespass upon her condescension. Sibyl leant her cheek upon her hand, and re garded ‘jim patiently till he had done. ‘“My commands,’ she gravely said, ‘are of a confidential riatuii-, and I can not speak them if you sit so far oH’.’ “As she tendered her httle hand, her features broke through tiieir mock cere mony into a half smile, and there was an enchanttnent abaiit her which could not be witlisiood. “ ‘ Sibvl,’ he exclaimed, ‘why have you taket) such pains lo torment mer’ “ ‘ And why have you so ill attended to the injunctions wiiicli I gave you?* “ ‘ 111 !—Heaven and earth ! Have I not laboured to be iigreeable till my head is turni’d topsy-turvy r’ “‘Oh yes; and hind side before as well, for it is any thing but right. But did 1 tell you to puisue this laudable work with fuming and frowning, and doubting and desperation, till I was in an agony lest you should d^of you exer tions, and leave me to wejf^he willow f’ The cavalier stated liii provocation with much elo(juence. “ ‘ Dear Sihjl,’ h(l contitiued, ‘I have passixl a suflirient ordeal. If I really possess your love, let me’deelare mine at once, and send these bar!)urians about :l»eir biisiness. ’ “‘Or rather be sent about your own, if you have any ; for you cannot suppose that the specimen which you have given of your p tirnt dispositon, is likely to have told very much in your favour.’ “ ‘ Tiien why not teach them the pre- £um]>ti )n of their hopes, and tell them thv vou despise them !’ ~ “ Because they are my father's friends, and because, whatever their hopes may be, tijey will pro[)al)ly wait for encourage ment before they aflord me an opportu nity ofgi\ ng my opinion thereupon.’ “ ‘ Bat :,us there been any necessity to i;ive them 'lo much more of your time,— Ko many more of your smiles thai\ you have bestowed upon me !’ “And is- it you who ask this question? —Oh !—ii It pcf»si!>le lo mete out atten tions to thase we love with the same in- ditter-nce which we us>‘ towar(fs (he rest of the world —Would nothing, ilo you think,—no tell-tale countenance,—no treacherous accent betiay the secret whicli it is our interest to maintain? Unkind, to tviake poor Sibyl’s pride con fess so mucl» ’’ “ The cavalier did not know whether }ie ought lo let 1 (|uite convinced, fte counted the rings upon the fingers, which were still loc i.ed in his own, three times over. “‘Sibyl,’ he at last said, ‘I cannot bear tlu in to triuniph ovi.i' me ev. n in their owti hru'Jit fancies. If yuu arc sincere wiili m’, lei us antic i|>ati’ the «lo\v e'liils (;!' time, — let iis seek hap|)i- iiess l)v the I’l udiesi means, and, trust me, if it is (ln'icul to (>ltuni consent to (jtir w isiies, \ oil are too dear lo despair of jiardon (or liaung acted wiiliout it.’ •‘‘And yuu would liave me lly with '•ou ?’ Sibyl sliratik from the iilea ;—ht-r ],rirlt was i>o lonffer assumed in sport. flo weii.’slie ' I'sunu’d, *to reproach me w ith t!ie (hipiicity vr liich I havt* prac tised. It is but just to su[)pose th’il she gone so f..r, w(juld not scruple to "lak'- the love which has been lavished upon lier the iiulu'Cement for her disobe- tlinice ; that the pride which lias yielded to much, v.ould be cot'tent to ije pursued as a lui^'itive, and to return as a penitent.’ “ ‘ Then, Sibyl, )ou do not love me ?’ ••‘I am not used lo make assurances of that kind, any more than I am inclined tosul)mit to thecharjjf of deceit.’ “ ‘ MetIiink->, l.advSibjl,’ he replied, ■wi;h somewhat o 'juirrness, ‘you very ‘•&sil\ lake oflencc to niglu. It ceriaiiily is belter to be free from one engagftivciit before v. c enter upon another.' s lica:l o:..: h.g/., hu? o’;? J'ul not speuk. ‘‘•It is jwssible yoti may hiive mista ken your i-easons for enjoining me to si lence ; for it is, no doulit, advisal)le thui ) our more eligible friends should have the opportunity of speaking fa st.’ “Sibyl’s heart beat higher, and the tears sjjrang to her eyes, but her head was turned away. W’;; have staid too long,’ she said, with an efl'ort at composure. ‘‘I thank \cu. Lady Sibyl,’ he replied, rising, haughtily to dej)art, ‘ foi- yllowinj;; me to come to a right f.nderslanding. And now—’ “Her anger nev'-rliad bein more than a fla.sh,—slu' could hardly i)elie\e hiiii serious, and if he was he would soon re pent. “‘Anil now,’ she interrupted him. I’e- lapsing into her loveliest h»ok of railh'ry, ‘Childe Wilful would be glad of his j)ic- tui-e again?’ You certainly will oblige me Iiy re storing it.’ “ Why do you not as); Sir I^ubin for it r’ “‘Lady Sihyl, I am serious; and I must beg to remark, that it can be l)ut an un- vvorlhy satisfaction to retain it for a boast to your.new lovers.’ ‘‘ ‘I do not see that there is any thing to boast of in it. 'I'hc face is not a par ticularly handsome one, atid as for him for whom it is meant, he has never made a figure in any history excepting his own letters. Here is one in my dressing-case, —1 pray you stand still now while I read over the wondrous exploits which you performed in your last battle, for I think you must have looked just as j on do now.’ “There is no saying whether his res olution would have been firm enough lo persist in his dire demand, had not the Lady Sibyl’s attendant at that moment entered with Sir Lubin’s comprm)ents, and it was i)ast the hour when she en gaged to rifle with him. ('hilde W'ilful’s heart was arme'' with a thicker coat of mail than ever, and his lips writhed into a bitter smiL'. “Do not let me detain you, Lady Si- b\l,’ he said, ‘ perhap.s your gentlewo man wilHiegood enough t(> find me the ])icture amongst your cast-ofi’ oi iiaments.’ “ This was rather too much, to be ex posed in her weakest point to the im pertinent surprise of her servant. “Nay—nay,’ she repliw’d in coid’usion, ‘ have done for the present ;—if you ask me for it to-morrow I will I’eturn it.’ “ ‘ 1 shall not be here to-morrow^ and it is hardly compatible with Lady Sybil’s pride to detain presents which the donoi’ would resume ’ “Her answer wd:i a little indignant,— his rejoinder w as a little moi-e provoking —the maid began to laugh in her sleeve, —and Sibyl felt herself humiliated. It is but a short step, in mighty spirits., from humiliation to discord ; and Siijyl soon called in the whole force of her dig nity, and conjured up a smile of as much asperity as the Childe’s. ‘‘‘Nol’ she exclaimed, ‘it is not a- mongst my cast-off ornaments. I mistook it for the similitude of true ailection, of generosity and manliness, and have worn it where those qualities deserve to be treaf^ured up.’ “The picture Was produced from its pretty hiding place, and carelessly tendered to him, “ ‘ You will, perhaps, remember,’ she continued, ‘that there was a fellow to this picture, and that the original of it has as little inclination as other people to be made a boast of.’ “‘Undoubtedly, Lady Sibyl,—it was my intention to make you perfectly easy on that point.’ “The little jewel was remov'ed coldly from his breast, and seemed to reproach him as it parted, for it had the same mournful smile with which Sibyl sat for it when he was pre[)aring for the wars. He gave it to her and received hiii own in return. It was yet warm from its sweet dei)Csi‘ory, and tiie touch of it thrilled to his soul;—Init iie was tleler- mined for once to act with consistency. As he closed the door he distinguished a faint sob, and a feeling of self-reproach seemed fust comin.g over him ; but then his honour ! Was lie to endure t!ie pos sibility of i)eing triumphed over by such an eternal blockhead as Sir Lubin of the (iohien Di'll ? ••Sibyl made her appearancc' in the drawing-room soon after him, in her rid ing-dress. Her manner was ccId and di:;tanl, and she hearci him i'cigii business at home witliont coiulescending lo notice it, oidy that there was a fe\er upon her cheek which sjioke an unwotited tumult o^- feeling. Her horse was al the door, and Sir Luhin was ready to tscort hei- down. As she took leave of her eour.ln, they were both haughty, and ijoth tlieir hands tre:nl)led. lii a minute :-!;e was seen winding thruui;li the old avenue. Sir Lul)in’, vhc was ohserv(Hl polling his head from his shoulders with all tlu' gracc of a gno-^e in a bas!;et, was evidently say ing tender things, and,- altogether, lo(k- ing cruelly like a dangerous i-ival. 'I'he Childe dievv his breath through his teeth as though they had been set on edge, :uid moved fn)m the witic'.ow like a ‘pirit turned out of |)a'-adise, “Sir Lubin ilid nut find his riile very satistuclory. Ili- discovered that it was a fine evening ;—made a clever .simile a- bout Lady Sibvl’s cheek and a poppy, and aiiolh;-r abcvt her ct ueltv and a b.-am- . I . f,\ ' ' "i i»-Tj() clfei-'. i I. a'lj 'AOll ill >101 C‘■ II. i' • •.'■I ^ -i . 1 Mm- .-.'r: ■>; I,; s!,r o.K'iu t., iKiM- iH. «o.ij I said looked Ijewildercd when he j the hall, and siu.ei > ic -c ..iw.inown disked i.cr opinion, and, in fact, as he j tormeniing him lo drr.e him at the poeticallv expressed it, was extracting,i rvrnse was ,.oncy o,,, U,c of ..c,. U h,,pened .uch “‘Will h:;.indeed h-’ve the heart to leave me ilius ?’ said Sibyl to herself. ‘ Unkind—ungrateful—lo take my little treasure from me,—the sole companion of my bOsom,—the witness of all the tears I have shed for him, the comforter of all 'my iloubts of his fidelity ;—I can never s^oop to receive it bsck,—-‘I never will foi-give him,—no, ne\er,— that is, :i he be gone.’ ■ ‘ And really, when she returned, he was gone. Sibyl, however, would not per suade herself that it was not his inien- tion to return ; and every night had to lake her pride lo task for liaving looked out upon the ri>*td all the day. Perhaps he would wi ile ; and she stole away, as het-e.ofore, alone, lo meet the tardy post a mile olT. 'J'here were letters for my lord,—for Sir Lubin,—for the Lady Je mima. “ * No—no!—I want not them. For the Lady Sibyl—what for the Lady Sibylf’ ‘•The letters were turiied over and o- ver, and still the same deadenin.g sound fell lil;e a knell upon her heart—‘No thing for the Lady Sibyl.’ “ She returni-d unwillingly to her com pany, and retired, Tit the first oj)portuni- ty, to wonder if her cousin was l eally in earnest,—if he had really deserted her, and w-!'.ether she had ever.given him cause so to do. Her pride vyould seldom suf fer her to weep, and the tears seemed sw-ellin.g at her heart till each throb was a ’.lu oi) of pain. Sometimes she would be- wilder herself w-iih suggesting other rea sons than want of inclination for his ab sence. INIiglit he not w ish to return, and be prevented by his family, who had not seen liim for so long, and would naturally be imjiortune r Might he not be fearful of writing, lest the letter should I'all into hands fur which it was not intended, Sc be tray the secret which she hail desired him to keep? Il surely might be her own over- weenin.g caution that was afilicling her, and he might be as impatient as herself. Her imagination would begin to occupy itself in idea! scenes, until she forgot those which had rea’.Iy occurred, and her hand would rise fondly to her bosom to draw forth the semblance of her sufTer- ing cavalier. Alas ! it was then that the poor Sibyl’s dece[)tive dreams \iere ois- persed. Tlie picture w;.s gone,—was even now, jjerhaps, the bosom compan ion of another, wlio [)itied her with smiles, ndgail) upbraided liim for his falsehood ,not far --- i -.u ted at home than he was presented with a hasty note, which had been some days awaiting him, from Sibyl’s father, invit ing him,—a film came over his eyes, and the pulsation of his heart was paralysed, inviting him to what he knew would give him great pleasure, to Sii)yl s wedding . “Should he send an excuse, and stay at home, and prove that he did not care about it; or should he plunge headlong into their revelry, and spare neither age nor sex of the whole party ? No matter, he would consider of it on his ^)’ay. He gave his steed the spur as though the good animal had been Sir Lubir himself, and set of out to cool ] his idood, and shake his wits into their i)laces, by a moonlight gallop of a hundred miles, “The morning was far advanced when he came within sight of the hall. He was almost exhausted ; and the prepara tions for festivity, upon the line slope ol the chase, came over his soul wilh ness and dismay. 'I'he high blood ol his poor animal was barely sunicient to an swer the feeble ui-ging of iis rider; and the slow stride, which was accompanied by a deeper sob, seemed fast flagging to a stand still. The Childe fell that he was too late. He inquired of atroopofmer- rymakers round a roasting ox, and found that the wedding cavalcade had set ofl’ for the church. He looked down upon the hilt of his sword,—he was still in lime for vengeance,—siill in time to cut short the bridi .groom’s triumj)h,—lo dis appoint the antici]iations of — Spirits of fury I w'cre ihert! none to inspire a fev/ minules’ vigour into his fainting steed. The steed toiled on as though he had possessed the !)urning heart of his master;—troops of peasant girls, dress ed fantasiicallv, and waving garlands on either side of the road, soon told him that he was near the scone of Uie sacri fice, 'i'hey had i-eceived a sheep-face duck from the head of the blushing Sir Lubin,—a sprawling wave of his long arm, thrust, in all the pride of silver and satin, from the window of his coach and They had beheld the fevered and bew ildered loveliness of the Lady Sibyl, looking, amongst her bride’s maids, in tense as a planet amidst its satellites, and they were all in ecstasies, which, if poss ible, increased his agony. Another lash, another bound, and he turned the corner which brought him full u|)on the old elm- embowered church, ..surrounded by the I Then again would the PiUbh of shame rush ■ main body of the ISlay-day multitude, [over her cheek, her maiilen indi.qnation j and a string of coaches u hich displayed I determine to forget him, and her wilder- j all the arms in the county. He sprang ed wits busy themselves upon plans of} from his horse, and dashed ihrougii them ‘ teaching him .that she had tloiic so. j like a meteoi-. 'I'he party were still “ In the mean time Sir .Lubin began to standing before the c’tar ; and he stag- congratulate himse'f tlir.t he had made i gered ami I'estrained his stei>s to hear Sibyl had lost the spirit how far the ceremony had proce.-.ded.— 1 here w-as a dead i-.i!ence, and all eyes ill 'iiitn, loi' lictlaiig as cor!ij;ig i'ri j at last, he made up his mind to ucat iL matter with contempt. He bowcj tr the company wilh a I’.aiighty dive, ed his long sword, as he uirned, Lel\vt^.V his legs, and strode, or rather roUe, of the church as fast as his Agnity \voujri permit. The crowd on the outside, being aware of w hat hud passed \viiiii|,‘ and taking it for granted that it was - ' right that the bridegroom, on such|*Mx'^ occasions, should go home alone, wTsli,, him joy very heartily and clamorouslv^ and the six horses went oft at a longii'^- which was quite grand. “ Sibyl and her cavalier looked brca'!.. lessly for what was to come next. “‘The wedding feast must not !r. lost,’ said the old Lord ; ‘will nobocl\ married?” “Sibyl was again placed at the ahjr and in the room of Sir Lubiti, was hum' ’ ed the Cavalier Wilful. •“Wilt thou take fftis man for thy wetlded luisband ?’ tlemanded the priest “Sibyl blushed, and still tremblcc, hiJ. her faintings did not return ; and n’ voice was low when she spoke the wordi; •Iwill,’ it was distinct and liiusicul J the clearest note of the nightingale.’ Xoah Jlcbufcr, Lsq. author of the S')el. lin.g Book, has .given notice-in the tern newspapers, that he has coniplcic'i a Dkiionary of our language •‘at !lu‘ iv. pense of iwerity years u{'labor, and thu-iy thousand dolUirs in nioney.” He .nor., lions that he made a visit to Lnglunt'. partly with a view to ascertain tui; itil stale of the language, and there discuva- ed tliat no book whatever was coiiskI'.red and received in that country as a siuiicl ard of orthoepy. He observes incideiiully, that no less tiian seven mi/Ho/is oi' cuj)ii-s of his Spelling Hook have been sold. Ht thinks the Engiish dictionaries are,all of them, half a century beliind the sta’ie of science, and hopes th.at liis fellow citi zens will be furnished with somethinj' better in the one which he is about tu jiublish. JS'at. Guzetle. 'I'hcrc arc,at present building in ihc scvrrj nnval :iri?cnuls ill Hrituiii, the followin- vi'bsfls of w;ir, viz; nine tlirce-decked slii],>, from lUU to liJO guns; bix from HO to 81 pms twenty-six fri.gales, lo mount 46 guiis cacii, five binttller irigaU-s, of 28 guns i ucli; tijrlu sloops of 18 guns; thirty-one sloops of lU gnn-. one cuttcr; and seven bomb vessels:—in all nint- ty-six. an imj)ression to repel hl.s advances as she had done be- lore, and the little she afibrded him of her company, W’as clearly a pretty strata gem to bring him to an explanation. He were fixed upon Siljyl, who trembled, as it seemed, too much to articulate. More water,’ said some one in a low had a'greatmind to be cruel in his turn,' voice: ‘she is going to faint a;;ain.’ and lead her heart the dance, as he ex pressed it, which she had led his,—but then she was very pale, and might have a fit of illness. On the evening when lie had lesolved to make her hapj)y, Sibyl indeed received a lettei-, but it was from her lover’s sifter. It was full of the gay- rattle which usually characterises the correspondence of hearts which have ne ver known sorrow, but it was other nevvs that Sibyl looked for. She toiled through lively descriptions of fetes and finery, and lliriations, scarcely knowing wlut she read, till, at last her eyes glanced uj)on the name she sought. She stopped to breathe ere she proceeded, .nd then Childe W’ilful was gone to , and was paying violent attentions to the Lady lilanche, “She tore the letter calmly into little strips;—her lips were compresi,ed with beautiful, but stern and ditsperate deter mination. That night Sir Lubin made his proposals, and, in the delirium ’of fancied vengeance, Sibyl ansv.-ered—she knew not whu!. •‘ It was nol long after that the (,'hilde was returning sadly home fro iithe Ladv lilanche. She was very bt'auiiful,—!)iit. (d), she had not the speakin:^ ghince of Sil)vl. She V as lofly and liii'h minded; but'it was i!')t tl-.e sweet pride that fas cinated whilst it awed,—it was the as- j pil ing v,-o:rian, i.nti not tiie playful and j coridesceiHiing ‘;c:-aj)h. S!.e was accom plished ; h"t they were the accomplish- inents ai»i)ruvcd by tiie understanding ra- 1 ther than the I’.eart,-—t!u! m'-thodical wo'. k of education, and storc'd up for dis play. Ilul Sibyl was accomplishetl by Heaven ; hei- gilis \,ere like the tummcr i)t-eezes which sported about him,— A\ild, exqui'jite, and mystei-iou«, which wci-e the same v.iietlier wastcvl on the desert, or w-afiin;v d-light to the mi.liiiudv-, Slie was a lovely line ol poetry in a world cd prose.—s;;e was a blo'^soni drojiped from I’aradise to shame all the Howe:--; of the earth. Oh. hut Si!)yl was false ! and oh. again, it was po’ssible that he r.iii;ht , be mistaken. He was sadly bewildered. j nuide of had another 1;;m1 head-aclie. ‘Water was handed to her, and the clergyman repeated,—‘ Wilt thou take this man for thy weihled hiisliand ?’ “Sibyl said nolhint;, but gasped audi bly : her father lookel more troubled, and Sir Lubin opened his mouth wider and wider. “ The question was repeated, but still Sibyl spoke not. ‘•It was pi-onounced a third time,— Sibyl shook more violently, and uttered an hysteric scream. ‘Oh merciful heaven I’ she exclaim ed, ‘it is impossible I—I cannot I—I can not !’ “Her astonished lover sprang.forward, and received her fainting foicm in his arms. A glance at each other’s counto nance was suincient to explain all iheir sullerings,—to dissipate all their resent ment. Concealment was now out of the (lueslion, and tluir words broke foi-th at the same instant. “‘Oh, iaithli'ss I liow could you drive me to this dreadful exlremilv ? •* ‘.Sw-eet Sibyl, iu!-.givc—iurgive-me I will atone for it by such |)eiiitei;ce, such ilevotion, as the world never :;aw.’ “ ‘ liy Jove 1’ e::claimL'd tiie b.ide- groom, ‘but 1 do not like this !’ “ ‘I}y my woi d !’ added the Lady Je mima, ‘but her;' is a new lover !’ “ ‘I5y mine honour!’ i( spr,iu!ed the Lady liridget, ‘ but he is ; u oVj one 1’ * I»y my wijrd and hc;tioui- too,’ eon* A gentleman of the name of Marbla has been married to Miss .Moss, in dtli- ance of the proverb,—“ A rolling btorni will never gather moss.” Moderate AceompUshmmta.—A French paper states that tiie famous Cl.mi.v \\ i n- i)iu„ chief of a band of robbers in S»ii.v ‘erlaiKl, is one of the phenomena oi'the a,;;e She is UvtMity years old j and a beauty, of rare acquirements—has bcca the cause of, or an agent jn 20 assassina tions, fourteen burglaries, I3b8 ruhbcr- ics. tit'ued the Ladv sometliinL • 1 sus pected it louf' a.go ! “ • And by my grey bearil,’ conchuled the old Lord, ‘I wi'di I harl done so too I — Look you, Sii- Lu!>in, Sil.yl is mv onlv Iiild, and must be made happy heV own "•ay. 1 really thought she had been pin ing and dying for you. but since it ap pears I was misiakei:. why h i us make the Ix-Stofit. You Ci.n be bride’s man sttll. ihoiii^h you cannot be bridegroom, and who juiow s iiul in our i-e\els lo-iiii’-Iit, vou may fmd u lady h ss liable to chaina- lier mind :’ Sir ^Lubin did ro? underst;uid this pi-oceediii.g, and would have IKVI a io.ner lieau-ac.ie, and va^. j come to high nvords but for the oeculiar stronglvol opmioii th.-t it was t>ot ih-'| expression of Childe Wilful's eve, which way to lor.get Sibsl to ptit her in compe- I kept t!icm bubbling in his thro-it He tilion with o.her people. He luudly hk- could by no means occide u on wh-.t to .w fn II f.v ..W I.,.. I . 1.' liljuri WIKUIO ed to confess ii to himself, but he wa ! f;i,l*e ■ jj- 1,^,1 , -jupon ile j'avetv.o or three jirettv con- u-ms i).i;t !u’ v’- jred the ru;ul ■nb'r AFFECTIONATE 1>W'„VCHING, “A prcacher ought to sj>eak lo his au dience as a father would talk to his chil dren, with an idVcctionate tenderness. In the most awful denunciations of the D.- vine di,s])Ieasure, an air of unaflefttti meekness should be preserved, t!»at wliiir, wilh unsparing fidelity, we declare ihe whole counsel of Ciod, it may appear \\e ai-t actuated by a genuine spirit of com passion. A hard and unfeeling.maniif’* oi denouncing the thrcatenings of il;^ word of Ciod, is not only barbarous snd inhuman, hut calculated, by inspiriiij'; disgust, to rob them of all their cflicacy. If the aw fid part of our message, wliic. may be styled the burden of ihe LfJid, ever fall w ilh due weight on our heart’i -. it will be when it is delivered with trembling hand and faultering lips: £ v. may then exiK'ci them tu realize its soleniii import, when thi-y perceive that we uiir selves are ready to sink under it. “0. whom 1 lia'.e loid vou before,” Paul, “and now- lell ; ou weepin.fr, t’!.:' they are the enemies of the cro>s i- Clii-!»,t.” hat force does that an’cctiii ’ dc( laiation deri\»; frc;:i ‘.hese tears I A.’ aflecMcjnate manner insinuates itself ir-t-' the heart, render-. it soft and pliable, anJ disposes il to imbibe the sentiments aiu lullow the impulse of the speakc!' Whoever lias attended to the clVect ef address:es from ihe pulpit, mustha\e ])!.'■• ceivel how much of tlieir itnprossioii dejiends upon this quality, which gi"--' to sentiments comparatively irile, a j)0" er over the mind, Ijcyond what the ni>' strikin.g and original concc])tions [iosbC:J without it.”—Hull. Elcrnitt^.—The I'ollowing bcautifu* :i’> swer by a pupil of the Deaf and I)un>‘ School at Paris contains a sujliniityo* conc(‘i)tion scarcel\- to be equalled “ What is eternity r” was the quesiio': to which lie itnmediately answcrc-l' ‘‘ The life time ofvii-: ’’
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