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The sequel of this gentleman's history, as far as it has gone — it would 

 be premature to anticipate its final termination — is also curious. Attc-r 

 his bankruptcy he went into Yorkshire with a worthy confederate, for 

 the purpose of cheating the dealers at the Spring fairs out of as many 

 horses as might be practicable. It happened, unluckily, that the con- 

 federate not being discreet, nor having had the advantage of a legal 

 education — led on perhaps by his zeal — committed a felony by mistake, 

 and was, in consequence, lodged in gaol, to be tried at the next assizes. 

 The dealer whom he had robbed, being a Yorkshireman, knew that he 

 should get little personal good by hanging both or either of these ad- 

 venturers: a compromise was entered into, by which the dealer, receiving 

 a sum of money, agreed not to appear at the assizes; and the two 

 friends were discharged. The attorney's luck, which never forsook him, 

 led him to make the acquaintance of the dealer, who was as honest a 

 man as himself, and who had besides a young wife. At this juncture 

 the dealer died of brandy and apoplexy ; the attorney proposed to marry 

 his widow — and within three weeks he was the lord and master of all 

 the defunct's wealth — his live and dead stock, including the lady ; and 

 he now figures away in London, once more a gentleman, and, for the first 

 time in his life, possessed of certain means. 



NAPLES DAY-BUEAK. 



Soft and refreshing as the dewj showers 



Which gently fall on fragrant flowers, 



So breaks the dawn o'er Naples' lovely scene. 



And spreads o'er all around her charm serene. 



E'en on the ocean-shore the light waves sound, 



Sweetly as fountains on their pebbly ground ; 



And near the city's base, as silent flow 



As sylvan streams where no rude breezes blow. 



With mind enrapt in ecstacy sublime. 



Oft have I stood, nor marked the passing time ; 



While lost to every thought, desire, or care, 



I breathed the sweetness of that balmy air. 



So deep the charm that o'er my senses stole. 

 It seemed to free from earth my prisoned soul — 

 To raise it joyful to the realms of light. 

 As spirit pure in its unbounded flight. 

 But, ah ! too strong was Passion's thralling chain. 

 Which bound the unwilling soul to earth again : 

 And cold the heart which Nature's charms could fire. 

 Yet not one thought of Him who made, inspire ! 

 Alas ! while seemed my soul to bathe in light. 

 Some faithful Christian in his dungeon's night. 

 Loaded with chains, and suflFering for his God, 

 Yet meekly bending to the chastening rod, — 

 His was the soul which truly took the way 

 To the full light of Heaven's eternal day. L. P. 



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