plundered by some one he thought he might as well be a candidate for the profit. He laughed afterwards at your expense, not because he despised you; on the contrary, I believe that he liked you very much in his way, but because in the world he lives in, every man enjoys a laugh at his acquaintance. Charlotte Lennox saw in you a desirable match; nay, I believe she had a positive regard for you; but she had been taught all her life to think equipage, wealth, and station better than love. She could not resist the temptation of being Marchioness of Austerly not one girl in twenty could; yet she is not on that account the less good-tempered, good-natured, nor the less likely to be a good mistress and a tolerable wife. Gilpin is the worst instance of the three. Gilpin is an evident scoundrel; but Gilpin is in evident distress. He was, in all probability, very sorry to attack you who had benefitted him so largely; but perhaps, as he is a dull dog, the only thing the Magazines would buy of him was abuse. You must not think he maligned you out of malice, out of ingratitude, out of wantonness; he maligned you for ten guineas. Yet Gilpin is a man, who, having swindled his father out of ten guineas, would in the joy of the moment give five to a beggar. In the present case he was actuated by a better feeling he was serving the friend of his childhood few men forget those youthful ties, however they break through others. Your mistake was not the single mistake of supposing the worst people the best it was the double mistake of supposing common place people now the best now the worst! in making what might have been a pleasant acquaintance an intimate friend; in believing a man in distress must necessarily be a man of merit; in thinking a good-tempered, pretty

girl, was an exalted specimen of Human Nature.

You

were then about to fall into the opposite extreme and to be as indiscriminating in suspicion as you were in credulity. Would that I could flatter myself that I had saved you from that the most dangerous

error

my dear Nelmore; and now lend me

your Philosopher!"

With pleasure; but one short maxim is as good as all Philosophers can teach you, for Philosophers can only enlarge on it it is simple it is this - "TAKE THE WORLD AS IT IS!""

THE WANDERING BOY

BY HENRY KIRKE WHITE.

When the winter wind whistles along the wild moor,
And the cottager shuts on the beggar his door;
When the chilling tear stands in my comfortless eye!
Oh! how hard is the fate of the wandering boy!

The winter is cold, and I have no vest,
And my heart it is cold as it beats in my breast;
No father, no mother, no kindred have I,
For I am a parentless wandering boy.

Yet I had a home, and I once had a sire,

A mother, who granted each infant desire;

Our cottage it stood in a wood -imbower'd vale, Where the ring-dove would warble its sorrowful tale.

But father and mother were summon'd away,

my.

And they left me to hard-hearted strangers a prey;
I fled from their rigour with many a sigh,

And now I'm a poor little wandering boy.

The wind it is keen, and the snow loads the gale,
And no one will list to my innocent tale;

I'll go to the grave where my parents both lie,
And death shall befriend the poor wandering boy.

A LEGEND OF KILLARNEY

BY THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY.

CHAPTER I.

Exhausted by the fatigue of a long journey in a hot September day, we sat at the window of the Kenmare Arms languidly looking into the high-street of Killarney, and scarcely noticing the groups of idlers who passed before us. Never did weary traveller rest in more comfortable quarters, and never did he obtain good fare and civility on more reasonable terms.

,,Well," said I to our host, as he entered,,,what success? Have you secured a good boat's crew for the morning?“

,, Yes, sir," replied the landlord (whose reply, had he been an Irishman, I should not have ventured to put on paper, as I abhor an Englishman's caricature of the brogue, while I adore the animated

sketches of a Morgan or a Edgeworth).,,Yes, sir; the very best cockswain, four good rowers, and above all, Sergeant Spillane, whose bugle charms every stranger that comes amongst us."

That's well," said I; „let all be in readiness early in the morning; fishing tackle to catch salmon, a gun to rouse the echoes, and plenty of provisions for the crew."

,,Certainly, sir," said the host, who still seemed inclined to linger. You have been fortunate for there is not a boat now disengaged. There is a young gentleman below, sir, who seems very anxious to go on the lake to morrow; and I believe he'll be obliged to stay at home."

,,We have been fortunate indeed, then."

,,Yes, sir. But as I was saying to the young lad (a college lad I take it from England), if, now, any one who has a boat would let you join him.“

,,Well," said I, laughing,,,I see your drift; what is your young friend like ?“

„Oh! quite a gentleman! pale, and thin, and very genteel."

After a moment's consultation with my companion, it was decided that we could not be so unsociable as to refuse accommodation to a young fellowcountryman, wandering like ourselves, in search of the picturesque, and moreover pale, thin, and very genteel. We therefore desired the landlord to inform the young man, that we should be happy if he would join our party.

The next morning was a beautiful and as bright as any that ever dawned upon a tourist; and without those too frequent accompaniments to a party of

pleasure, umbrellas, cloaks, and changes of hose, we hastened to Ross Castle, the place of embarkation, not a little anxious to see our companion.

He was indeed, pale and thin, and thoroughly what I believe the ladies call interesting. He blushed as he bowed to us, and he seemed reserved, but yet there was no awkwardness, no mauvaise honte in his

manner.

We spoke to him at first frequently, and he always answered with politeness, but it was merely an answer that he uttered; and as he never volunteered an observation, we soon relapsed into silence: indeed I could not help thinking, as he turned from me, and leant over the side of the boat, gazing on the deep clear water, that there was a something in the curl of his lip which seemed to say,,,how can you tease me with common place remarks amid such scenes as these!"

I perceived that the boatmen thought him very stupid, and I confess I began to be of their opinion, when I saw him recline for hours silently looking on the water, the sky, or the holly and arbutus trees that crowned the rocks.

At length after passing up the romantic narrow stream that unites the upper and lower lakes, we approached the Eagle's Nest, and Spillane blew a loud blast on his bugle.

The few wild notes were beginning to die away, when far off upon the mountain, those notes were repeated! and again! and again! and again!

far, far away, as if in some deep recesses, those few 'wild notes were repeated more faintly, until all was again silent.