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IT was on one of the tnost pleasing'Mornings in the fast Summer, that Crito stole from the Noise and Bustle of the Town, to enjoy an agreeable Day, or Two, with his Friend Timanthes in the Country. Tima'nthes received him with all that Joy and Pleasure, which is usual between Friends, who love one another entirely ; and who have not met fora considerable Time. He shewed him his new Grove, arid Gardens; and, as they were walking in the latter, " Since the Weather begins to be so warm (fays he,) if you like it, we will dine under that open Tent. The Air there will be refreshing to you; and will bring us the Smell of the Orange and Lemon-Trees which 'surround it, - without breaking that View of the Country, of which you used to be so fond. When I placed them there, I had you in my Thoughts; and imagined it might be a favourite Seat of yours, whenever you came hither; which I wish your Affairs ^ j would would suffer to be much oftener." Indeed the Spot was so well chosen, that it made not only their Dinner, but even their Converfation together after it, the more agreeable; and as they were still sitting and enjoying themselves there, for some Time into the Afternoon; a Servant came to let Timanthes know, that Milesius was just alighted; and was coming toward them.

Though in general I should not have chosen to be interrupted To-day (fays Timanthes,) I am net sorry for Milesius's Visit at present; because his Gaiety may serve a little to divert you." "And I, fays Crito, love every thing that you love; and mall therefore go with Pleasure with you to meet him." Milesius came up to them with his usual Vivacity in his Face, and Behaviour; and, after a short Compliment, or Two, they all fat down together again under the Tent.

They soon fell into a Converfation, which, .though it might not be so solid, was at least more lively and joyous than their former. TimanThes could not help observing upon it. "You (fays he) Milesius give Life to the Company wherever you come; but I am particularly glad of your coming hither To-day, because my Friend Crito, on his Arrival this Morning, seemed to have the Remains of something of a Melancholy on his Face; but, since your joining us, the Cloud has been gradually clearing up,. and seems now quite driven away. I would not then take any Notice of it to him, for fear of oppressing the Mind of my Friend whilst too much afflicted; but as it now appears to have been only a passing Cloud, I could wish to ask the Cause of it; that I might endeavour to alleviate his Concern, if in my Power; and if not, that at least I might share it with him." "I am very much obliged to you (replied Crito, with a Cast of the fame Concern - returning on his Face,) for your Tenderness for me, on this, and all other Occasions: But if you observed any thing of Sorrow about me on my First coming in, I can assure you, that it was not for any Misfortune that has happened to myself; nor any new Misfortune to any of our Friends: Whatever you faw in me of that kind, must have been occasioned by the Visit I made this Morning. You both know the Beauty and Merits of Mrs. B * * *, as well as what a Brute of a Husband she has the Misfortune to be married to. I just called there, before I set out; and, on the Servant's telling me, that his lady had been up some time, and was sitting in the Room next the Garden; as my near Relation to her gave me the Liberty of going on without fending in my Name, I walked toward the Room; and found the Door only just open enough to let me fee her leaning on a Couch, with her Head rested negligently, on one Hand, whilst, with the other, she -was wiping away a Tear, that stole silently down her Cheek. The Distress in her Countenance, and the little Confusion that appeared about her Eyes, on her first discovering me (just as I was doubting whether I should retire or not,) added so much to the other Beauties of her Face, that I i..' A 4 think think I never faw her look so charming in my Lite. "Stay, 5ir (sop she;) for you, I am sure, .can excuse this little Overflow of Weakness in me.-—My poor, dear, Jockey !—If Heaven had spared him to me, he would this very Day have been Seven Years old. What a pretty little Companion should I have had in him, to have diverted me in some of the many Hours that I now pass alone!" I dissembled my being but too well acquainted with the real Occasion of her Sorrows; joined with her in lamenting the Loss she had mentioned; and, as soon as I could, led the Converfation into another Channel; and faid every thing I could think of, to divert her Mind from the Object that I knew afflicted her. By Degrees, she recovered her usual Behaviour; but, through all the Calmness and Pleasingnefs of it, there was still a Cloud hanging about her Eyes, which hetrayed Part of the Uneasiness that (he daily suffers under in her Heart. Good Heaven! how is it possible that any human Creature should treat so much Goodneis, and so many Charms, with so much Barbarity of Behaviour!" .—We all know the -Vileness of the Man, cried Mn.Esius, 3s well as the Beauty and good Qualities of his Lady; but, pray, how come you to think, that hix Sufferings should add to hep Charms? or that a Distress, like her's, could ever be pleasing to the Eye? Some People have got such strange, unintelligible Notions of Beauty !"—" Was I to let you into all my Thoughts about Beauty, replied Crito, what I happened

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