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Wcan draw as much money as she pleases from my agent in Monaghan. If I could properly apply to business, I would follow your advice, and stay here till I completed all my plans; but what cannot be done well is better suspended till I am myself again. I shall, however, place things in proper train, and if possible, leave this for Mulgatawny on Tuesday next by the Holyhead night coach.--I intended to go to Yorkshire, to see my old friend Smyth; but my arrangements are overwhelmed; and I must run before the storm as my best refuge. My presence at home will cheer my wife; and that should be the main object of a husband.— I am glad my daughter has behaved so as to merit your approbation.-Pray believe me, “ Your gratefully and warmly attached

“ H. WILFORD."

It had long been the Nabob's practice in trouble to fly for comfort to the house of God.---There is not in the whole world more appearance of religion than in London. You may go to some place of worship almost every day and every night if you please, as well as on Sunday. The Sabbath day is, as it should be, a day of rest; no plea of necessity is admitted to authorize deviation ; the postoffice is shut; public business goes to prayers ; and you hear, from daylight to evening, one continued call to devotion from the steeples. The Nabob went to Bow church, the rector of which is a most venerable-looking, silver-headed man, seventy years old, and still in full possession of the talents and faculties which distinguished him in manhood's prime. The tone of his voice, the earnestness of his manner, the beauty of his style, the correctness of his action, and the excellence of his discourse, make the hearts burn that hear him. You would leave Bow church with an impression that you had heard an approved servant of God-you would even feel as though you had been communicating with the Deity. Monuments of the dead peep from every part of that beautiful edifice, the sacred neighbour of St. Paul's; whose clock tells, in sullen and sublime voice, the march of passing hours, and thrills the hearer, during service, with its deep, dull, supernatural dole over the illustrious dead that sleep beneath the mighty dome, where their sculptured forms stand tangible in speaking marble. Your fles! creeps with the stealing tones of the finest organ t

art can produce, touched by a perfect master. 0 music! who can hear thee without melting like thyself into somewhat celestial! Such was the raptured state of our poor Nabob--softened by his proper grief to the temperature of woman. Judge, then, how comforting it was to his soul for him to be soothed by the reflections of such an able preacher on a text from the 86th Psalm, which contains so much consolation for mental distress.

“ Bow down thine ear, O Lord, and hear me: for I am poor, and in misery. Comfort the soul of thy servant : for unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up

my soul.”

It is needless to describe how the venerable man dwelt on the efficacy of prayer, and the tender mercy of God, who tempers the wind to the shorn lamb. The humbled hearer found that though his affliction was great, he ought to be thankful it was not more calamitous; and he returned to his pillow, convinced that it is the duty of mortality to be resigned to the dispensation of Providence, whose ways are beyond the plummet of man, and all pregnant with utility. In a word, he was in a temper of mind to say, on his knees, “ The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord!"

NO. II.

66 CUDGEL THY BRAINS NO MORE

ABOUT IT."

Existence may be borne, and the deep root
Of life and sufferance make its firm abode
In bare and desolated bosoms : mute
The camel labours with the heaviest load,
And the wolf dies in silence. Not bestow'd
In vain should such example be ; if they,
Things of ignoble or of savage mood,
Endure and shrink not, we of nobler clay
May temper it to bear, it is but for a day.

BYRON.

Not finding it easy to hit off an apposite title for this Number, I thought of the grave-maker's advice to his brother clown respecting the puzzling question,—“ Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a carpenter?" and it flowed from my pen, without further consideration. Indeed, on reflection, it occurs to me that I could not have made a more happy reference than to the grave, on a subject which, in its practical effects, aims at extinguishing that selfishness, which so often produces animosity in families, engenders hatred where affection would naturally grow, and separates father and son, who, of all friends, have for each other the strongest attraction. How soon the fermentation of worldly desires would subside, were we, when under their influence, to consider that, like the rich man's soul, in the parable, ours may be called away, by the angel of death, at a moment's warning, even when we are congratulating them—“Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years ; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry. But God said unto him, Thou fool ! this night thy soul shall be required of thee: then whose shall those things be, which thou hast provided ?"

With the price of my gems, which I so fortunately converted into money in Dublin, I made my family as comfortable as possible, and put my farm in productive condition. My calculations were all well founded. A man, who understands agriculture, can certainly provide for a large family much better in the country than in a town. Unforeseen circumstances, however, and changes in the order of

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