mouldering in its urn. The thread of fate is Woven There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Many numerous absurdities could here be related which Mademoiselle Schlaffenhausen committed on the road, but in christian forbearance with human frailty, or inore properly speaking with human folly, they shall be omitted; besides, amongst my readers, there may be some who have travelled with a person of the trifling and officious disposition of the governess, and they must in consequence have experienced so many lets and hindrances, so many mortifications and degradations, that it would be an act of cruelty to recall their sufferings to their memory. To Adeline, the view of Nature in her various forms, in the simple, the beautiful, and the sublime, was most pleasing, and conveyed an agreeable sensation to her heart, which she never before experienced. She delighted to see the jocund peasantry, the work of the day being done, sitting before their cottages, enjoying their evening meal, and how' Hi Amid the dim recesses, undisturbed By noisy folly or discordant vice,on't po die.. The heart of Adeline beat in unison with the bliss which swam before her, and whenever she saw a joyous groupe dancing upon the green, she requested her father to allow her to join them, but the sapient governess tossed her head with disdain at the request, and wondered how the daughter of Frederic Lindamore, and sole heiress to the immense property of the family, could condescend to associate with rude and vulgar peasantry—that for her part she never knew any good accrue to those who delighted in low-bred company. Frederic knew, however, how to distinguish between low company, and the society of virtuous peasantry, and notwithstanding the frequent insinuations of the governess regarding the detriment which results to young people, from an ill-founded indulgence of their parents, he seldom refused the request of his daughter, and joy never shone brighter in her beautiful countenance, than when in the midst of a groupe of joyous peasantry, she joined in their harmless mirth. The party arrived at the foot of the mountains at the close of the second day, without meeting with any occurrence worthy of being related. Being aware of the difficulties and dangers which attend a journey over the mountains, and knowing at the same time that women over-rate those difficulties a hundred fold, and espy a thousand dangers which have no existence but in their perverted imaginations, Frederic determined to rest for the night at a sorry inu, where, although they might not find those ac commodations, which would render their stay comfortable, yet which in comparison to encountering the dangers of a nocturnal journey, they might consider themselves fortunate in obtaining. He was also instigated to this resolve by the guides, who in their turn had been assailed by the powerful rhetoric of the governess, who induced them to picture the difficulties of the journey by night as almost insuperable, and too great for a tender female like herself to be exposed to, they therefore, like men in general, inade a merit of performing what in reality coincided with their own particular inclination. A flaggon of wine and a bundle of straw, on which to stretch their lazy bodies, were in their eyes preferable to travelling over rugged roads, and by dangerous precipices at midnight, and in pleasing the governess they therefore pleased themselves. It was also with satisfaction, that Frederic understood, that by an early departure, they could reach Lucerne before the night set in, and thereby enjoy the sublimity of the scene during the day. The happiness of man is comparative, at any other time the party would have turned away with disgust at the sorry accommodations which the inn afforded-but now every thing appeared pleasant to them; the jocular disposition of the host gave peculiar satisfaction to the governess, and a few well timed compliments, and a little highly seasoned flattery, made her declare that she was never more comfortable in her life. The lie direct might be given to this assertion, but n'importe, we too often forget the comforts that are past, and dwell only on those which are 'pre sent. Being wearied with their journey, the travellers retired early to rest, giving orders that every thing should be ready for their departure by break of day. The doors of the inn were soon after closed for the night, and silence reigned in the house. Though fatigued with his journey, Frederic could not sleep; he felt an indescribable depression on his spirits, and his heart was weighed down by one of those strong presages, which are sometimes whispered by a guardian spirit; he hought he heard a warning voice urging him to return to Niolo, and being himself rather tinctured with superstitious fear, these circumstances had a greater effect upon his imagination. He examined the possibility of events, which could make his return to Niolo, necessary or even adviseable, but with the exception of the advanced age of his father, and the precariousness of life, there was nothing on which to found a surmise of danger or affliction. Unable to sleep, he rose from his bed, opened the window, and stood in contemplation of the lovely scenery which was stretched before him. The moon was at her full, and spread the beauty of her silvery light over every object. Silence appeared to sway its leaden sceptre over the world, and nature seemed sunk in the arms of repose to rise refreshed and renovated. At times, as the midnight breeze swept by his window, it bore the faint murmurs of a distant waterfall, whose silvery foam was seen tumbling from rock to rock through the dark foliage, and spread its broad waters in the valley, in the undulations of which the moon cast its radiant streak of light. Frederic, whose mind was at this juncture particularly attuned to melancholy, stood for some time absorbed in admiration of the beautiful scene, which elevated his mind to the contemplation of a superior power, when his attention was suddenly attracted by the view of two horsemen advancing towards the inn. On his arrival, he had observed two men of a mean and susp cious appearance, and who appeared to eye him with peculiar attention, but he attributed, their conduct merely to that curiosity which is always shewn by loiterers about an inn on the arrival of a person of consequence, and he therefore dismissed the circumstance from his mind as worthy of further reflection. He, however, now suspected that these travellers might be the same persons and to travel at that hour of the night certainly spoke not in favour of their designs. The slow and cautious manner too in which they advanced, evidently declared, that they had some guilty aim in view, and dreaded the consequences of detection. 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