The Sun.
London, England, 1828-03-03 00:00:00

NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE.

" State of Public Affairs," is a vigorous party
comment on the late rupture and subsequent recon-
ciliation between Messrs. Herries and Iluskisson.
As the subject is at present somewhat hacknied, we
shall say nothing more of the present analysis further
than that it takes a strong Whig view of the ques-
tion, with a decided bias against Mr. Herries.
Sheill's " Sketches of the Irish Bar," are less

lively and dramatic than usual; they are still, how-
ever, worth reading. " A Swiss Tour," is as dull
as its subject, and this is saying a
.great deal for it.
" Society in India," is characteristic, but limited in
interest, and " Anecdotes of the Beef Steak Club,"
full fraught with gossip and anecdote. The follow-
ing is an impressive " Sketch from a Gambling
House :"

" At the table sat an English nobleman, who was no
so absorbed in the play as to be insensible to what had
passed ; and he was too well acquainted with the vicissi-
tudes of a gamester not to divine the real state of the case.
It was the late Earl of Thanet. Perceiving B— to be
still lingering near the table, and conjecturing what was
going on within him, he addressed him with great kind-
ness. You have been unlucky,' said he. Here is a
rouleau. Try your luck again with moderation. But
give that French scoundrel his conga'.' The little Abbe
understood him, and was seen no more. With this new
capital B— recommenced. In half an hour it was gone ;
and he had the additional mortification of having con-
tracted a debt of honor r to a perfect stranger, which he
was unable to satisfy. He rushed out of the house in
dreadfsil distraction, and wandered he knew not whither.
I have heard from his own lips the adventures of that
night ; and I do not think that when he left Frescati, it
was with the thought of self-destruction. It was a dark,
but serene night. He had strolled to the Quai, near the
place where the Seine :yields up its drowned bodies to be
claimed by friends or relatives, should the wretches that
fly to its waters as their Lethe chance to have either.
Fatigued with his long and wayward ramble, he leaned for
a few minutes on a stone, and looking friendly upon the
river, as its dull and melancholy stream glided along, eja-
culated almost unconsciously---' There, too, shall be my
refuge !' His exclamation caught the attention of a person
who was lingering near the spot, in a state of mind equally
desponding and life-weary. The. idea, which had only on
a sudden darted upon poor B—, had been long the fixed
and cherished purpose of the other, though for the moment
suspended by the accident of meeting a brother in wretched-
ness, who, to all appearance, was bent on the same mode,
of flying from it. Singular as it was, they mutually re-
cognised each other, for they Lad often met in the same
panchemonium of play. B— told bins, without reserve,
his situation. You have been unfortunate,' said the
other; but abandon your dreadful resolve, I implore you.
Live. You have the dearest, the tenderest of connections.
There is one, whose identity is entwined with yours. I,
too, come hither to escape the burden of disgrace, ruin,
and want. But there is none to await my coming : —no
heart will quicken its throb at my return. Yet, if I can
dissuade you from death, I will live on ; at least, I shall
have one satisfaction to live for, if I restore you to your
family and home. Return to your hotel. To •morrow I
will see you, and we will try to reason ourselves into hope.'
They shook hands ; B being the more easily diverted
from his rash determination, as it was the instantaneous
suggestion, rather than the firm resolution, of his despair.
But he bad scarcely walked thirty paces before he heard a
sudden plunge into the water. It was his friend, who bad
only postponed his owu fate for a moment. B-- rushed
to the spot whence the sound came, but the body was not
found till the next day. L—'s story is well known at
Paris. He had formerly been in the Guards, married., a
beautiful woman, and fixed his residence at Parts. I.or a
while conjugal affection, and the sweetness of domestic en-
joyments, prevailed over the natural levity of his heart;
but it was a transient triumph. The master-vie! that de-
stroysgrees a fiend-like being--cold and harsh to the. being by
hoof minddid o
oatn and
desert
feel-
ing, whom he was adored. He played on- -was ruined ; and
the holiest pacts of the heart, rendered him by de-
she sank under the double misfortune of unkindness and
and endure the frigid excuse,
ruin.
" There was a darker cloud yet in fate.
He
gentlest nature, with all the had lost all; he had exhausted the. compassion of his
friends; for
that he could solitit, and climb the staircases of others
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e,trrea transformation mo antes own
accom-
plishments of her sex, and with a deep share of feeling.
She was a Frenchwoman, not affluent; and she had ad-
vanced him sums to an amount which prudence condemned.
She opened her purse to him again. It contained a few