se a . 
$6 the rose without prickles, a tale. Sept 8. 
Lentyag Murza was amazed that he could undertake 
such an arduous attempt at so, early an age. Ad- 
drefsing himself to Ivan, ‘* Older than you, said he, 
‘are scarce equal to such a businefs ; rest a little; 
*« dont nroceed farther; I have many people here, 
‘© who have endeavoured to find out this flower, but 
‘¢ have all got tired and have deserted the pursuit.” 
One of them that were present then got up and said: 
«© T ‘myself more than once tried to find it; but I 
“tired of it, and instead of it, 1 have found my 
** benefactor Leeityag Murza who supplies me with 
** meat and drink.” In the midst of this conversa- 
tion Leentyag Murza’s head sunk into a pillow and 
he fell esleep. As soon as those that were seated 
about the walls of the room, heard that Leentyag 
Murza began to snore, they got up softly. Some 
of them went to drefs themselves, some to sleep; 
some took to idle conversation, and some to cards 
and dice. During these employments some flew in- 
to a pafsion, others were well pleased ; and upon the 
faces of all were marked the various situations of their 
souls. When Leentyag Murza awoke, they again ga- 
thered around him, and a table covered with fruit was 
brought into the reoom. Lentyag Murza remaitied 
among his pillows, and from thence afked the Czaro- 
witz, who very earnestly obseryed all that pafsed, 
to eat. Ivan was just going to taste what was offer- 
ed by Lentyag Murza, when his conductor pulled 
him gently by the sleeve, and a bunch of fine grapes 
which he had laid hold of, fell out of his hand and 
was scattered upon the pavement. Recollecting him- 
