tims. If medicine,* for opening the bowels, is required, an ounce of castor oil, or two tea-spoonfuls of magnesia and rhubarb, sold in the shops under the name of Gregory's mixture, should be taken, but, on no account, salts, or any unusually strong purgative. There is good reason for believing, that the incautious use of salts has frequently been the means of producing an attack of Cholera. Warm flannel clothing should be worn, especially over the stomach and bowels, or, at all events, a flannel belt round the belly. Cold or damp feet should be carefully guarded against. An additional blanket should be used during the night. No one should go, unnecessarily, into infected houses, streets, or districts, and all assemblages of people for conviviality, for funerals, or, for any other purpose, should be scrupulously avoided. Every one should, if possible, remain at home after sun-set, or, if obliged to go out, he should wear a cloak, or some other additional clothing. No one should go out in the morning without having eaten something. It is highly improper to hold any communication with hawkers, beggars, or other vagrants, as such persons are well known to have been the means of conveying the disease from one place to another.

It is now quite ascertained, that attacks of Cholera are often preceded for several hours, or even several days, by sickness of stomach, griping pains in the belly, and common bowel complaint or looseness. This important fact cannot be too generally known, or too carefully kept in mind, as a timely attention to such warnings will, generally, either prevent the attack altogether, or, at least, render the subsequent disease much more mild and manageable. When a person perceives any of the symptoms above noticed, he should, immediately, desist from work, and apply for medical advice. If this cannot be procured, without delay, he should go to bed, apply warm flannel cloths to the belly, and take half an ounce of castor oil, with the addition of 30 drops of laudanum. As soon as the oil has produced two motions of the bowels, it should be followed by other 30 drops of laudanum, or one grain of opium.

We have, already, most strongly recommended, and here again repeat the recommendation, to remove, with the smallest possible delay, to the nearest hospital, all persons affected with Cholera. As, however, some time must be consumed in procuring, from the nearest Cholera station, a proper litter for the conveyance of the patient, and, as this delay may, in some cases be prolonged by accidental causes, it is of much consequence in so rapid a disease, that this interval should be employed in the manner most advantageous for the patient. All, therefore, who can afford it, are advised to procure the following articles, which, it will be seen, cost only 5s. 4d. :

1. One ounce of Laudanum, including vial, £0 0 6 2. One ounce Essence of Peppermint, including vial, O 1 0 3. Twelve Opium Pills (one grain each), 0 0 4. Four ounces Powdered Mustard, 0 0 3

5.—Six flannel bags, each 12 inches broad, by 182 0 2 0 inches long,.

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6. As much common salt as will nearly fill the bags,s 7. Half a bottle of good whisky,.

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* All the doses of medicines, here recommended, are intended for adults. Persons of 14 years of age, require half doses. Children of seven years of age, quarter doses, and others in the same proportion.

To avoid all risk of buying adulterated or diluted articles, the medicines should be procured from the Apothecaries' Hall, or other respectable medical establishments,

TREATMENT TILL MEDICAL AID IS OBTAINED.

1. The person affected with the symptoms, already enumerated, should be instantly put to bed between warm blankets.

2. Mix two tea-spoonfuls of powdered mustard with a mutchkin of warm water, and let the whole be swallowed immediately. It will operate speedily as a vomit.

3.-Let a wine-glass full of hot whisky toddy, with the addition of 40 drops of laudanum and the same quantity of essence of peppermint, be given in 10 minutes after the mustard vomit has operated. If this is rejected by vomiting, wait 10 minutes and then repeat the dose. If this also is rejected, give an opium pill, followed by a glass of the toddy, and repeat the opium or the laudanum in this manner every half-hour. The opium or laudanum must not be continued after the vomiting ceases, without medical advice.

4. The flannel bags, each two thirds full of salt, previously heated in an iron pot, or on a common shovel, should be applied as soon as possible to the body and limbs, for the purpose of restoring heat. 5. With the same view, two persons should be constantly employed in rubbing the surface of the body with hot dry flannel cloths, conducting the operation so, that cold air is not admitted under the bedclothes.

6. A warm porridge poultice, sprinkled with powdered mustard, should be applied as soon as it can be got ready to the whole belly.

7.-Cold drinks, however urgently asked, should on no account be given. Their effect is death.

SMUGGLING ANECDOTE.

THE noted smuggling of brandy, and other exciseable commodities, quaintly called the running trade, which arose on the union of the two kingdoms in the beginning of last century, was long a source of keen and paramount pursuit on the western shores of this country. This adventurous traffic, carried on through the singular immunities of the Isle of Man, was calculated, in no ordinary degree, to elicit many of the deeper energies of those engaged in it, as well as to produce scenes of the most ludicrous and grotesque nature, in their unceasing warfare with the guardians of the public revenue.

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Reminiscences of the runners are still a fruitful source with the few surviving relics of the last age those parts, and it may be regretted that such fine touches of the past must so soon utterly perish. The following seems a happy specimen in its way, and we are glad to be instrumental in rescuing it from the general wreck. The sequestered promontory on which the old castle of Portincross stands, a few miles below Largs, was a favourite resort of those smugglers, and the neighbouring inhabitants were, of course, generally interested in the trade. Many of them, being fishers, were employed with their boats in the winter season, by "the Manks dealers," to bring over "gear," and most of them, it is believed, felt every good will to befriend this favourite pursuit. One of these boatmen returning with his cargo under cover of the night, and quietly nearing the rock, where he perceived some individuals standing, whom he conceived certainly to be his friends awaiting to aid him, threw them a rope to take hold of. No sooner, however, had he done so, than he perceived his untoward mistake-it was the exciseman who had secured the prize! The two were well known to each other; and the officer, conceiving himself sure of his game, ironically exclaims, "weel, Johnny, I trow I hae gottin thee noo." But Johnny, with a presence of mind which has, probably, never been surpassed, instantly cut the rope, and, pushing off, dryly retorted, "na, na, Mr. Muir, ye hae gottin the tether, but ye hae na gotten the cow yet."

TRAVELLERS' ROOM.—No. II.

BOUNCE, CLUMP, SNIGGENS AND PORKCHOps.

Clump.-Come, Master Bounce, take off the King.

Bounce. Ask your pardon, Mr. Clump; that wont do yet a bit; it would be a serious thing if the King were taken off just now; we must have the Bill passed first, my lad o' wax. Clump.-Bah! dyour punning can't; you take your wine like a Christian.

Porkchops.-I say, Master Sniggens, do you know that 'ere puffed up piece of importance as came here to-day with the 'os and gig? Sniggens.-Pooh! man alive! what are you talking about? that swell has been in the house for this week past; he was only out airing when you saw him.

Porkchops. Hairing! I think he has too many hairs about him already; do you know any thing of him?

Sniggens. I can soon tell you all I know of him, or all I wish to know, that's better. I met him at Dumfries t'other day; he was sitting by the fire, in the traveller's room, when I went in, and, as I had just come off the coach, I ordered a glass of hot brandy and water, and, in taking it up, I drank to him, but the fellow never opened his mouth; now, thinks I, this is a rum way of doing it; but, as we were likely to pass the evening together, I thought I would have another shy at him; so, looking in his face, I said, says I, "Sir, I think I've had the pleasure of seeing you somewhere." Very possible," said he, with all the demure gravity of a quaker, "I am often there." Well, thinks I to myself, I've been on the road now a good many years, but, blow me, if you are not the most unsocial, gruff old humbug I ever met with. Bounce. So, you was put out, was you?

Sniggens. I must confess I was; I kept drumming away with my fingers on the table, and could not, for the soul of me, think of any thing to say. Every one has not the impudence you pretend to, Master Bounce.

Bounce. Pretend to! I'll tell you what, Master Sniggens, take care what you say; every one that knows any thing of the road knows this-that impudence is part of a Bagman's stock in trade; it's his capital, man; and, unless he is ready with the brass upon all occasions, he's blown, he's done, he's dished. To insinuate, therefore, any thing against a traveller's impudence, is like whispering away a tradesman's credit; for my part, I would just as soon you would question my honesty as my impudence; honesty and impudence are the two essential items required to make up the character of an accomplished Commercial gentleman; they are like shafts and wheels to him-though he has the one, he can't get on without the other; so, be cautious, Master Sniggens, what you say; I would not for fifty pounds that any of the partners of our house had heard your insinuation; by the Hocky, I would have had an action of damages against you. My predecessor lost his place because some person spoke of him to the House as being modest young man."

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Porkchops. -How wery malicious that was, to be sure. Sniggens. Well, my dear fellow, Bounce, I ask your pardon, but you tell such cramers sometimes-you feed the turkey so cursedly you know.

Bounce.-Well, what of that! I've the traveller's licence for drawing the long bow, and, when the interest of our house requires it, I can flourish the trumpet, and fib away with any man that ever handled a pattern card; but that wasn't enough for you to go for to hurt one's feelings in the manner you did.

Clump.-Come, come, Master Bounce, I suppose our friend Sniggens will have no objections to conform to the rule of the road respecting this affair?

Smiggens.-Well, what is that?

Clump. Perhaps you don't know it. I never had occasion to see it enforced but once-but it's this, "Every traveller who charges a brother traveller with being deficient in the grand essential, (that is impudence, you know) tables a bottle."

Sniggens.-Well, well, d-n it, ring the bell-and hark'ee, Bounce, I'll never speak of you hereafter but as a young man with a hard mouth, as hard as a brass cannon.

Porkchops. Now, gemmen, since this bit of a row is over, I should like to know something of this 'ere chap as was the cause of it, and I'll tell you why, as I passed the bar I heard him ask the landlord if there weren't any principals in the house; now it strikes me he is one of your big'uns as does their own business, and think themselves too good for the common run of the travellers' room, but here's the waiter: perhaps he can tell us something of him.-/Enter Waiter.)—I say John, you mind how you draw that 'ere port, don't shake it like a good lad, and I say John, do you know who that fat gentleman is that has the 'os and gig? Waiter. I canna exactly say, Sir, but I think he travels in the Cholera morbus line.

Porkchops. Cholera morbus line!

Waiter. Yes, Sir, he sells Burgundy Pitch Plaisters, and he's done a poor o' business since he cam: a' the Magistrates and the Board of Health have been here getting themselves fitted. Bounce. What, hae the ladies been here? Waiter.-Leddies, Sir, what Leddies?

Bounce. The old women I mean.

Waiter.-Old women, Sir, what old women?

Bounce. Why is not your Board of Health in Glasgow composed of matrons!

Waiter. O blesh ye, Sir: not at all: it's composed of spectable gentlemen.

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Bounce. Indeed! Well how a stranger will be imposed upon,

I was told this morning by a customer of mine, that the Board was formed of elderly females, old women he called them, and that they were making themselves flannel petticoats for themselves, and, that as soon as they had got them ready, and their Burgundy breast plates on, they were to come out and have a grand procession through the unhealthy parts of the town, with their soup boilers carried shoulder high, and a lot of sturdy fellows beating a tatoo upon them with hammers, in order to drive the Cholera out of the town in the same way as the Roman Catholics frighten the Devil out of their churches on Corpus Christi day.

Sniggens.-Well, Bounce, I don't know whether you'r quizzing or not, but it's a certain fact, which has been stated in the public prints, that after the noise of the bombardment of Warsaw, the Cholera was never heard of in the place, and it's very likely that this hint has not been lost on the very intelligent minds who watch over the sanatary affairs of this city. If their project succeeds, they will certainly have made a grand discovery in medical science. What do you think, John?

Waiter. If they could do that, Sir, I think it wad be baith a cheap and ready way of getting quat of a very troublesome customer, and I'm sure they'll do't if they can, for I ken the Board of Health, gentlemen, are great economists.-Exit Waiter.

Sniggens.-Well, Mr. Porkchops, are you satisfied now.
Porkchops.-O y-ees, as Jonathan says.

Sniggens. Then push about the stuff, and we'll be off and see what's going on in town, I have no business to do to-night-so gentlemen, if you are all disengaged, we shall go and see a little Life in Glasgow.

Clump. Where do you propose to go-I say the Theatre. Bounce.-I say Morgan's, that's the place for fun, frolic and fine singing.

Porkchops. I have heard a great deal about Morgan's, and I don't like the Theatre, because one can't get any thing warm and comfortable to eat.

Sniggens.-Morgan's is all the go at present, so there are three to one against you, Mr. Clump.

Clump. Well, I give in, I'm no spoil-sport.

Then for Morgans, ho!

Off with your drops, and away we go.-Exeunt Omnes.

ORIGINAL POETRY.

THE COVENANTER'S BATTLE CHAUNT.

To battle! to battle!

To slaughter and strife!
For a sad broken Cov'nant
We barter poor life.
The great God of Judah

Shall smite with our hand,
And break down the idols
That cumber the land.
Uplift every voice

In prayer, and in song:
Remember the battle

Is not to the strong:
Lo, the Ammonites thicken!
And onward they come,
To the vain noise of trumpet,
Of cymbal, and drum.
They haste to the onslaught,
With hagbut and spear;
They lust for a banquet

That's deathful and dear.
Now, horseman and footman,
Sweep down the hillside:
They come, like fierce Pharaohs,
To die in their pride!
See long plume and pennon
Stream gay in the air;
They are given us for slaughter:
Shall God's people spare?
Nay, nay; lop them off-

Friend, father and son ;
All earth is athirst till

The good work be done.
Brace tight every buckler,
And lift high the sword;
For biting must blades be

That fight for the Lord.
Remember, remember,

How Saints' blood was shed,
As free as the rain, and
Homes desolate made.
Among them!-among them!
Unburied bones cry-
Avenge us, or like us,

Faith's true martyrs die.
Hew, hew down the spoilers!
Slay on, and spare none :
Then shout forth, in gladness,
Heaven's battle is won!

WEST COUNTRY REMINISCENCES.

A FEW years ago, a friend of ours attended divine service in the Tron Church, and heard a sermon, not remarkable either for oratory or great theological research, from a Reverend Gentleman, whose Parish is situated not a great way from Glasgow, on the text, "And Felix trembled." There was not much edification in the said sermon, according to the estimate of our friend, and he resolved to visit St. Andrews in the afternoon, where he thought he was sure of something sensible; but, to his infinite discomfort, the well-known phiz of the Reverend trembler appeared in the pulpit in due time, and the text announced that the same oration was again to be delivered. Somewhat annoyed at the reiteration to which he had been subjected, he went, in the evening to the Outer High Church, where he was prepared for novelty, but here, to his great confusion, Felix trembled for the third time. Having, by now the whole affair by heart, he groaned in the spirit, and having suffered the hearty dose of a third hearing, he walked off at a brisk trot, murmuring—we will not say cursing—the Reverend man of thrice trembling.

A "TRAVELLING ARCHITECTS" NOTIONS OF

MUSIC AND DANCING.

THE following lively epistle we extract from the last number of the Library of the Fine Arts, a periodical replete with interest and information to the Dilettante :

"At the Scala Theatre I attended the operatic representation of Romeo and Juliet. Incidental music is well enough in a melo-drame, pleasing as an adjunct, but certainly absurd as a principal in dramatic representation. Who, with a respect for nature or common sense, can ever countenance its violation in making Othello smother his wife with a sol, fa,' or Juliet die with a 'do, re?'

"If the performer really gives us the action and the expression of passion, it is only the more to be lamented that he does not give us the language of Nature; for can any thing be more tiresome and ridiculous than a continued dunning of recitative' throughout three long acts of an opera? How any one with a fine ear for music can endure the jargon, is surely inexplicable.

"The songs in the opera were delightfully performed; and the arting of the two young ladies intrusted with the parts of Romeo and Juliet, together with that of Signor Somebody, who played old Capulet, was positively worthy the diction of Shakespeare. It irked me, nevertheless, to see the young gallant of Verona represented by a female, and it was the more irksome here, in being done so well. She played her part with an energy and vigour which would have done honour to manhood, turning

two mincing steps Into a manly stride.'

Mrs. Capulet walked about with eight waiting gentlewomen. Her daughter, as I opine, thought one waiting gentleman sufficient.

"Between the acts of the opera we had a tragic ballet, in which an actress celebrated for her dumb show performed. It is impossible,' said an Italian gentleman, for any but the most obtuse understanding, to misconceive the meaning of her actions;' and then he very good-naturedly went on to explain them to me!

"She played the character of a lady who loses her wits because her husband kills her lover, and was terribly effective. The impression made by insanity on a beholder, is in proportion as the nature of its subject is violated by the transition. An intoxicated female is perhaps the most disgusting thing on earth,-a deranged woman, the most appalling. A furious lion or mad bull is nothing so terrible.

"The dancing seemed to come more particularly home to the feelings of the audience than the rest of the performance; and every sudden twist of the limbs, or extravagant contortion of body, was followed by a burst of applause, such as in our theatres is awarded to the electrifying transitions of Kean, or the impassioned bursts of Macready. Alas! that ever I should have to mention intellectual prowess in the same page with the whirl of a tetotum, and the power of showing how much larger an angle than is either necessary or decent may be formed between the right leg and the left. People say it is graceful,-then, of course, the Apollo Belvidere, and the Venus di Medici are not. All the celebrated representations of figure and attitude either on canvass or in marble, are characterized by ease and simplicity. Why did Titian paint his Venus recumbent ? What a stiff, formal thing the admirers of operatic grace must think the Danzatrice of Canova! The extravagant creations of a Fuseli are positively tame, when compared with the occasional disposition of an opera dancer's limbs. For my own part, I do like to have a little something' left to the imagination, though it be ever so little! and I would wish to think as favourably even of an opera-dancer, as a moderate man should do."

FINE ARTS.

GLASGOW DILETTANTI SOCIETY met on Monday evening, Archibald M'Lellan, Esq. in the chair. A number of donations were present. ed to the Society. J. Houldsworth, Esq, was elected an honorary member.

FOREIGN LITERARY INTELLIGENCE. SIR H. PARNELL has just published, at Paris, a most interesting pamphlet, in French, principally intended to enlighten the uninformed among the French people on the subject of the Commercial intercourse of Great Britain and France, and to show that the trade between two such great and opulent nations stands greatly in need of being placed on a more liberal and rational footing, with a view to the advantage of both countries.

CHARLES LUCIEN BONAPARTE has recently published an octavo volume of Observations on the Regne Animal of Cuvier, to whose talent and genius he pays a just tribute of praise. On the subject of Ornithology, the Prince of Musignand has dwelt at greatest length, as from his long devotion to this branch of Zoology, he has been able to communicate many additional particulars collected in Europe and in North America.

LITERARY INTELLIGENCE.

We understand that our Townsman, Mr. William Mayne, has at present in the press, "The Overwhelmed Isle, The Wizard of Lodon, and Other Poems." As this "unfortunate son of genius" is personally soliciting subscriptions for his little volume, we beg to recommend him to the patronage of the public: he has already contributed to different periodicals of the day, pieces that would do credit to Wordsworth, Coleridge, Campbell or Southey.

MISCELLANEA.

WAX FROM POPLAR FLOWERS.-A land-owner in Flanders is said to have succeeded in obtaining a considerable quantity of wax, by putting the flowers of the poplar-tree into bags, and submitting them to pressure. The wax is of good quality, and has an agreeable perfume. So remarkable an experiment is worth repeating.

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POPULATION OF NEW YORK IN 1731 AND 1831.-A copy of the census of the city of New York, taken in the year 1731, a hundred years ago The rapid advance of the city in population, in the course of a century, is an interesting subject of consideration. The number of inhabitants at that time was 8,622;-it is now more than 200,000. The number of white inhabitants in 1731 was 7015 only; now there are 192,652.-Census taken by order of Rip Vandam, Esq. President of the Province of New York, Hery Beekman, Esq. Sheriff. 1731-White Males, White Females,

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A DAY'S SPORT IN THE WOODS.

There, of night

Obscure, the dismal dwellings rise, with mists Of darkness overspread.

ELTON'S HESIOD.

My residence in Carolina was so short, that I had not an opportunity of entering much into society in Charleston, and consequently my books and my gun were my principal companions. I had read all the works of Lord Byron, and, after their perusal, I determined to have recourse to Nature, and to study her myself. Having been informed that there was a village about twenty-five miles from Charleston, with suitable accommodation, I determined to proceed thither; and, as the woods afforded the promise of good sport, I resolved to walk, and, when a favourable opportunity offered, to shoot at the wild animals which fortune might place within the range of my fowling-piece. Although I commenced my journey at break of day, my progress was slow, over roads through a sandy soil, and, where the soil was soft, formed by trees laid across, which, however, were less annoying to me than they are generally found to be by those who travel in the carriages of the country.

The trees on either side of the way have a most striking and imposing effect, rising, as they do, to a height that is almost incredible, and, I fear I should be subjected to the imputation of using the traveller's privilege, were I to attempt to give an idea of their dimensions. Pines one hundred and sixty feet in height, and perfectly straight, were on all sides to be observed, whilst many hardwood trees, from their highest branch to the surface of the earth, were concealed with long grey moss, which hung in graceful festoons, and formed a curtain, behind which the wood nymphs might gambol unseen.

A beautiful bird, which flew past me before I could raise my gun to my shoulder, alighted in a part of the wood which had been partially cleared, about fifty yards on my right, and, although warned to keep the direct road, its beautiful plumage tempted me to follow it. As I approached it rose again, and again alighted at a short distance. When I left the road and entered the wood, I was delighted with its fragrance. The wild fig-tree grew in abundance, offering its delicate fruit; the jessamine and myrtle exhaled their delicious perfume; and, at times, I could perceive the yellow orange peeping from amidst its umbrageous retreat, and my mind arose in grateful acknowledgement of the Power that sprinkled the forest with beauty, and whose all-creating hand is as visible in the simplest floweret as in the proudest and loftiest of yon heaven-towering pines !

I was yet in pursuit of the richly-coloured bird I had seen, and which still attracted me forward, when the ground became swampy, long dank grass occasion. ally interrupted my progress, and I was convinced a retreat ought to be contemplated, when I approached a space where two or three pines had been felled, and, upon the branch of a neighbouring tree, the bird had alighted. I was about to fire, when, in a moment, it uttered a shrill piercing note, its little wings fluttered and beat against its sides, and it gave very evident signs of fear and alarm. I could not pull the trigger, and, indeed, the chance of securing it without firing,

appeared to me important, as its beautiful and varied plumage would thus be uninjured. It was now only about six feet from the ground, and I immediately crept behind it, as it hopped from spray to spray, on its downward course, and I was about to put forth my hand to catch it, when the glare of two dark-red eyes from amidst the brushwood attracted my attention, and I perceived an enormous rattle-snake gazing on the poor victim, now at the distance from it of only a few

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At first I had believed the folds of the reptile to be the branches of a tree, but I was soon undeceived, for as the poor fluttering bird approached, he began to rattle violently, whilst a strange unearthly sound proceeded from his throat. As far as I could judge, he was at least eight feet long, the colour of his head a dark brown, the body yellowish brown, transversely marked with broad black stripes, but his eyes were absolutely fiendish; and under their fascinating influence, I stood for some moments immoveable; although the animal was too intent on his prey, to observe me. The poor bird, at this moment fell from the branch exhausted and trembling, and the serpent was raised up to dart at it, when taking a cool and deliberate aim, I fired.

It was some time before the smoke cleared away, and I deemed it prudent to re-load as quickly as possible; but I was delighted to see the little bird, flying over head unhurt, and soon after the horrid snake writhing in death. As I was rejoicing over the correctness of my aim, I heard a footstep approaching, and being now ignorant in what direction the road lay, I felt relieved by the circumstance. The person approached; he wore a light straw hat, and was habited in his working dress, carrying a very large axe, which he seemed lately to have used. His hair was dark, long, and bushy, his eye black, dull and heavy, with a very sinister expression, as it occasionally glanced under its eyelids, as if to examine my intentions. I felt distrustful of him, and kept at such a distance behind him, he leading the way to the public road, as would enable me to act, should he be inclined to warfare. After inquiring whither I was going, and declaring, I should be unable to reach the place of my destination, until long after night-fall, he stated that I would find accommodation, at a cottage four miles farther on the road. I understood, of course, it was not an inn; but in America, hospitality is carried to the greatest extent, and there, "stranger is a holy name.'

I determined to take his advice, although I remarked his very extraordinary expression of countenance, as he pointed to the direction, I ought to travel.

Having arrived at the road, we parted, and I went merrily forward for some time, but at length it rained, and darkness approaching, I naturally felt anxious for a place of rest from my fatigue. After walking for a considerable time, I descried a glimmering light at some distance, and thither I repaired. It had rained heavily for an hour, and although the house was literally a hovel, shelter in any situation, of the humblest description, was still a blessing. I approached and knocked. "Who is there," exclaimed a female voice. I replied "a stranger." The door was immediately opened, and, having ascertained that the place of my original destination, was yet five miles off, it may be