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of looking back. Nevertheless I was admonished of the propinquity 

 of the'surly ferocious mastiff by a " tit '' at the tails of my coat. For- 

 tunately this did not happen until I was at the very verge of the 

 water ; and, more fortunately still, the tail of my coat — my best coat 

 too, but no matter of that — which the animal seized gave way. He 

 took the mouthful with him. I plunged into the river, and, falling 

 in the hurry of the leap and the fright and confusion of the moment 

 diagonally, was thoroughly soaked in the outset. I regained my 

 feet, but notwithstanding my upright position found myself up to 

 the chin in the liquid element. I am no swimmer, and the astonish- 

 ment is that, in all the circumstances, I was not drowned instanter. 

 Had the place been bottomless it would have been all the same, I ' 

 would have plunged into it. I believe I had got through the most 

 perilous part of the business when my friends made their appearance 

 and rushed to my rescue. 



I went, or rather was taken home, quite crest-fallen, as will readily 

 be believed. I retired to bed forthwith. What between the effects 

 of the fright and mortification at the issue of my endeavours to pro- 

 cure an interview with Louisa, truth constrains me to own that she 

 was in a great measure forgotten that night. 



I learned next day that Louisa had that morning quitted the de- 

 mesne on the banks of the river for home. I never saw her again. 

 I had no wish ever to hear her name mentioned ; but certain malig- 

 nants, regardless of my wishes and feelings, persisted in repeating 

 her name and other matters connected with the adventure I have 

 detailed, with a shameful frequency. 



Whatever other adventures I had in the capacity of lover, for the 

 next twelve months, I pass over sub silentio, as none of them, so far 

 as I am aware, ever 'came before the public. At the end of that 

 time I again afforded amusement to an unfeeling world, and provided 

 abundant matter for mortification to myself and friends. The 

 reader shall learn the particulars in the next chapter. 



REMARKS ON "THE DUBLIN REVIEW." No. L 



The appearance of the first number of a new Review, and of one 

 promising to hold so distinguished a station as this will among the 

 periodicals of the day, cannot fail to be highly interesting to every 

 contemj)orary journalist. The talents of the generally reputed if not 

 self-acknowledged editors would lead us to form, d. priori, a favourable 

 opinion of the work before us ; but we are happy to say that it needs 

 not to be ushered into notice by great names or noble patronage : 

 its contents must be its passport to the respect of the intellectual pub- 

 lic of England. We do not mean to say that we are prepared to ad- 

 vocate ail the doctrines of the extreme gauche that the supported of 

 the Dublin Review seem disposed to adopt as their own ; but still we 

 see enough that is good and sensible inscribed on its pages to wish 

 its continuance and success. 



In very briefly describing the contents of the number before us, 



