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company of some of my friends the whole of the evening, and 

 manao-ed to gel me to sleep that night in the same department as 

 one of my brothers. On the following day the whole affair was 

 circulated throughout the width and breadth of the town, and, after 

 beino- strictly watched another day and night, I departed on the 

 mornino- following, in accordance with the advice of my friends, for 

 London, where I shipped in a fortnight thereafter for Calcutta, in 

 which place I had then a near relation in affluent circumstances. 



I lesided in the East for more than twenty years, at the end of 

 which time I returned to my native country, but not to my native 

 town, having, during my ai.eence, acquired a handsome indepen- 

 dency. But, ever since the t^ rmination of the unpleasant and unfor- 

 tunate affair with Miss Ogilvie, I have most piously adhered to a 

 vow I then made, namely, that while I had breath in my body I 

 would have no further acquaintance with any individual of the sex, 

 than what occurs in the course of common conversation, and even 

 this much only when circumstances should render it unavoidable. I 

 think I now know enough of myself to warrant me in affirming that, 

 as 1 have acted up to this resolve for so long a period, there is little 

 or no danger of my violating it in future. 



J. G. 



KORNER. 



" Charles Theodore Korner, the celebrated German poet and soldier, was killed 

 in a skirmish with French troops, in August, 1813, within a few hours after the 

 composition of his popular piece, the ' Sword Song.' The monument erected to 

 his memory is of cast iron, and the upper part of it is wrought into a lyre and 

 sword (a favourite emblem of Komer's), from which one of his works had been en- 

 titled." — Richardson's Life of Korner. 



Korner ! thy name will be 



Long to thy country dear ; 

 'Twill inspire the faint and nerve the free, 



In glory's high career. 



'Mongst the fearless and the bold, 



Ever the first wert thou ; 

 A form of more courageous mould 



Ne'er fronted mortal foe. 



The sword in thy right hand. 



In the battle's raging hour. 

 When blood and rapine fill'd the land. 



Was an instrument of power. 



