ou have from me, sir, you are very safe.”

    “God grant it may be so!  down.”

    t contained a rustic seat. Mr. Rocer took it, leaving room,  I stood before him.

    “Sit,”  ate to take a place at my side, do you? Is t wrong, Jane?”

    I anso refuse , have been unwise.

    “Notle friend,  of t spell of  a case to you, o suppose your o first, look at me, and tell me you are at ease, and not fearing t I err in detaining you, or t you err in staying.”

    “No, sir; I am content.”

    “ell to aid your fancy:- suppose you  a  you t a capital error, no matter of ure or from ives, but one aint all your existence. Mind, I don’t say a crime; I am not speaking of sy act, rator amenable to ts of o you utterly insupportable; you take measures to obtain relief: unusual measures, but neitill you are miserable; for ted you on t noon darkens in an eclipse,  till time of setting. Bitter and base associations  in exile: less, sensual pleasure—sucellect and blig-er years of voluntary banis: you make a neance—ter: you find in tranger muc qualities y years, and never before encountered; and t soil and  taint. Sucy revives, regenerates: you feel better days come back—o recommence your life, and to spend o you of days in a al being. to attain tified in overleaping an obstacle of custom—a mere conventional impediment  approves?”

    o say? O to suggest a judicious and satisfactory response! Vain aspiration! t le Ariel borros breatree-tops; but t, iculate.

    Again Mr.