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have often perceived, in going
that those times in which I
, were my best times ; at least,
Lured to submit my will to the
Lees which opposed it ; and most
Eyed anything that was worthy
;ss, from possessing facilities for
; is more comfortable, nndoubt-
appliances and means to boot, to
be happy, one must dwell in the
and feeling ; and this cannot be
any restlessness of desire to get,
different from what we either
after all, it is quite certain that
happy, we must not concentrate
upon ourselves. Whatever you
we must in some way or another
r other minds—supposing, that
Ling in the shape of mind to dif-
'n short, hide our light under a

ik we shall have need to go out
ur light : capabilities of useful-
called for, by the circumstances
but to observe the meek and
which these make upon us for
we should not get into the con-
ich so often befall us from taking
othing preaches to those who
the circumstances of life ; and
)ble and comprehensive as that
to impart to docile and willing
Fireside.
.s.---Take any modern London
uses in detail, or look at them in
Lek brown plastered sides, the
Lamentation here and there per-
td doors, squared windows, angu-
,stly array of tin or zinc pipes,
rods, and with strange gyrating
ihowering masses of pitchy carbon
Or turn, if
you please, to the
nv ; pay attention for a moment
first half-dozen : when you have
it eye upon the huge cumbrous
'd the roadway, with their motley
me four or five and twenty in
ro poor reeking, panting horses,
ly flogged in order to outstrip a
l up sharply on the hard granite,
limbs, protruding but usually
Ld bleeding mouths, too plainly
Id nothing but the knacker's
mg sufficiently inspected this re-
British brutality, cast your eye
ter train about to start, and an-
-hether it is possible to conceive
clumsy or more thoroughly
;es into which some two hundred
stowed, unless it be the snorting
lie they are about to pursue.--
eiv.
OF PECUNIARY DIFFICULTIES.
[happy mortal who has constantly
)uniary difficulties ! Of all the
there are none that so absorb
Len the energies, so paralyze the
nature, as pecuniary embarrass-
lay shine, the face of the earth
'44114 1 plenty, the birds sing, and the
Ilk, of ;et perfumes ; but his soul is dark
01,4,4freet"thin him, he enjoys them not. The
k„ hit heart,
may appeal in tones of kindest sym-
a 4,4,-,eart, and perhaps impart a momentary
tet'reBoNi/e or comfort, but it will quickly pass
so as we make our couch, so must we lie;
itt4q 11,40/04; but
we reap—'tis a just and righteous
fe o, .44 the
quality of mercy is not strained;
el \vithobserve the miserable and forsaken,
for ai4versity, and, if he can do no more,
B'4 441 eye, l';! sufferings ; mark his pale cheek,
tishrow ' and 1401_18 haggard look ; he was once gay
unonling as thyself, his eye as bright,
art qa,re, ricled as thine own—he began life
4a14 an open heart and hand for all,
"Iwiteci that',,14,14 means that insure many friends :
e sdoin ; all the world most prizes ; but
O'rave has' tll44seYond all other things valuable
mkt that hisfaulted
olio know him best may, when
, ti;„verVi him and all his troubles,
" many, were errors rather

of the understanding than the heart. God help him !
and well it is for us that His judgments are more
just and merciful than man's, on His rock alone the
most wretched may safely repose their trust.—Tom
Thornton on Last Resowrces.
A PHILOSOPHER'S VIEW OF LONDON..-London.!—
"The needy villain's general home !
The common sewer of Paris and of Rome !"

as Johnson called it. Its streets paved with guilt and
gold, where honour starves in tatters, and the heart-
ache is not confined to Chancery-lane ! Yet the arena,
still, of mind, energy, benevolence, and withal of
selfishness, indolence, and incapacity. It is a
whirlpool of endless changes, save one---namely,
that care always rises to the top, from the great sedi-
ment of original corruption below ! It is a current
so rapid in the stream of life, that all are swamped by
it, except the strong swimmer, whose inborn resolu-
tion defies it, or the wealthy voyager, whom fortune
furnishes with a bridge or a vessel to pass it. It is
the pool of seething vice and treachery, where, aided
by the thickened scum of fraud and flattery, the
knave victimises the fool ; where the largest sharks
are most admired ; while the simple gudgeon feeds
the pike, and is laughed at, to boot ! Its shores are
covered with wrecks of all classes and ages, amongst
which we meet a fragment, now and then, of exquisite
grace and beauty, showing marks of early care, and of
the bright hopes once entertained about the future ;
but the noble vessel has gone down, probably from
want of a proper pilot, and the stream runs too fast to
notice such common things, now ! The anchorage of
this great metropolitan bay is treacherous---its shoals
innumerable---its swelling waves now rise with youth's
fondest hopes---now sink and open into gulfs dark as
the abysses of men's unfathomable fears ! Such is
London, to the philosopher who stands by the side of
the stream, and weeps at, or derides it all !---Free-
mason's Magazine.
A CURIOSITY OF LONDON.—To my mind a certain
worthy, honourable, and gallant member of parliament,
colonel of militia, and extensive landowner, is to the
full as curious as any of the odds and ends of anti-
quarianism ; as London Stone, at St. John's Gate ; as
Padlock House, at Knightsbridge ; as old Bartelmy
Fair—shows, sausages, sweeps, and all ; as a Wardour-
street man-in-armour, or as (the hirsute appearance
of our dear colonel being taken into consideration) one
of the by-gone lions in the Tower. Old people down
in Lincolnshire, too, will, in after years, relate how the
gallant colonel, disdaining and denouncing bribery
and treating at elections, nevertheless gave each voter's
wife a pound of green tea on his own septennial return
to parliament, and how he boldly avowed the fragrant
gift in Mr. Speaker's presence, and announced his
intention of repeating it at every general election until
his (the colonel's) dissolution, an event that may be
expected at about the same time as the Greek Kalends.
Veterans in Chelsea and Kilmainham, veterans in large
cuffed great-coats, with wooden legs, with patches over
their eyes—" shouldering their crutches and showing
how fields were won"—will tell how their first essays
at soldiering were made in the gallant colonel's own
regiment of militia, and how, after arduous field-days,
he was wont to treat each rank and file, down to the
very drummers, to a pint of strong ale. Parliament
and Palace-yard will tell how the colonel strode over
its broad pavement, his umbrella under his arm, his
wide-hemmed trousers flapping over his wellingtons,his
unbrushed hat at the back of his head, his huge shirt
collars so stiff and sharp and pointed en avant, that
they seemed couched like lances, and ready to charge
any number of windmills, ; his eyeglass, with its broad
black ribbon fluttering in the breeze ; his eyes wild
staring; his marvellous unkempt locks tangling, flying,
eddying over his face. His praises will be sung in
the Grand Avenue of Covent Garden Market, and
fruiterers and florists will tell how he smelt mellons,
and tasted grapes, and bought bouquets of their
grandsires. White-headed auctioneers will recount
how he bought ancient weapons and armour, strange
curiosities and nicknacks at public sales. Ah ! could
he but sell himself as a curiosity ! What Bernal, what
Hope, what Soane, what Roach Smith collection could
vie with the museum where he was placed.—lrouse-
hold Words.
THE REV. SIDNEY SMITH'S " ex-
tract the following from Lady Holland's memoirs of
her father, the late Rev. Sidney Smith :—A man-ser-
vant was too expensive, so I caught up a little garden.

girl, made like a milestone, christened her Bunch, put
a napkin in her hand, and made her my butler. The
girls taught her to read, Mrs. Sidney to wait, and I
undertook her morals ; Bunch became the best butler
in the county. * * * Coming down one
morning at Foston, I found Bunch pacing up and down
the passage before her master's door, in a state of great
perturbation. What is the matter, Bunch ? " Oh,
Ma'am, I can't get no peace of mind till I've got
master shaved, and he's so late this morning ; he's
not come down yet." This getting master shaved
consisted in making ready for him, with a lirge
painter's brush, a thick lather in a huge wooden bowl,
as big as Mambrino's helmet, which she always con-
sidered as the most important avocation of the morn-
ing. * * I was coming down stairs the
next morning (she continues), when Mr. Smith sud-
denly said to Bunch, who was passing, " Bunch, do
you like roast duck or boiled chicken ?" Bunch had
probably never tasted either the one or the other in
her life, but answered, without a moment's hesitation,
" Roast duck, please sir," and disappeared. I laughed.
" You may laugh," said he, " but you have no idea of
the labour it has cost me to give her that decision of
character. The Yorkshire peasantry are the quickest
and shrewdest in the world ; but you can never get a
direct answer from them ; if you ask them even their
own names, they always scratch their heads, and say,.
A's sur ai don't knaw, sir ;' but I have brought
Bunch to such perfection, that she never hesitates now
on any subject, however difficult. I am very strict
with her. Would you like to hear her repeat her
crimes ? She has them by heart, and repeats them
'every day. "-Come here, Bunch (calling out to her) ;
come and repeat your crimes to Mrs. Marcet ;" and
Bunch, a clean, fair, squat, tidy little girl, about ten
or twelve years of age, quite as a matter of course, as
grave as a judge, without the least hesitation, and with
a loud voice began to repeat, " Plate-snatching, gravy-
spilling, door-slamming, blue-bottle fly-catching, and
curtsey-bobbing." " Explain to Mrs. Marcet what
blue-bottle fly-catching is." Standing with my mouth
open and not attending, sir." "And what is curtsey-
bobbing ?" " Curtseying to the centre of the earth,
please sir." " Good girl ! now you may go. She
makes a capital waiter, I assure you ; on state occa-
sions Jack Robinson, my carpenter, takes off his apron
and waits too, and does pretty well, but he sometimes
naturally makes a mistake, and sticks a gimlet into
the bread instead of a fork."
THE MORNING OF WATERLOO.—In Brussels: the
dawn of the day (18th June, 1815) on which Waterloo
was fought, saw all afoot, and in spite of the heavy
rain which fell the Parc was soon crowded. For
awhile all was still. No sound of firing came over the
forest, neither were other signs of war afforded to
them, save in the occasional arrival of small bodies of
wounded from the field of Quatre Bras, and the
hurried visits of the medical attendants to such as
already occupied the hospitals. But by and by there
was a change. The roar of cannon burst upon them
suddenly ; they knew that the battle had begun, and
from that moment terror became so predominant in
every bosom, that the idea of its probably ending in
the triumph of the allies seems not to have occurred to
any one. A hundred Napoleons had been vainly offered
for a pair of horses ; and the scene of confusion which
it presented on Saturday evening surpassed all con-
ception. The certainty of the defeat of the Prussians,
of their retreat, and the retreat of the British army,
prepared the people to expect the worst. Aggravated
reports of disaster and dismay continually succeeded
to each other ; the despair and lamentations of the
Belgians ; the anxiety of the English to learn the fate
of their friends ; the dreadful spectacle of the waggon
loads of wounded coming in, and the terrified fugitives
flying out in momentary expectation of the arrival of
the French; the streets, the roads, the canals covered
with boats, carriages, waggons, horses, and crowds of
unfortunate people flying from this scene of horror and.
danger, formed altogether a combination and tumult,
terror and misery, which cannot be described. Num-
bers even of ladies, unable to procure any means of
conveyance, set off on foot and walked in the dark
beneath the pelting storm to Malines ; and the distress
of the crowds who now filled Antwerp it is utterly
impossible to conceive. Even in Antwerp itself many
did not feel themselves seem, and therefore escaped
as they best could, some to Breda and others to
Ostend. Among those who remaind there was but

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