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quite disappeared ; his body was smooth and ridiculously plump ; his skin now seemed to have a flow of blood beneath it, and his sleek, well-anointed limbs, seemed to have grown larger, I found that I had been mistaken, at least ten years, in his age ; and when we parted, he was but a middle-aged man.




Most of our readers have probably heard of “ The Devil's Sonata," Monsieur de la Lande informs us, that he had from Tartini's own mouth the following singular anecdote, which shews to what a degree his imagination was inflamed by the genius of composition. He dreamed one night, that he had made contract with the devil, who promised to be at his service on all occasions ; and during this vision, every thing succeeded to his mind; his wishes were prevented, and his desires surpassed by the assistance of his new servant. In short he imagined that he presented to the devil his violin, in order to discover what kind of a musician he was ; when to his great astonishment, he heard him play a solo so singularly beautiful, which he executed with such superior taste and precision, that it surpassed all the music which he had ever heard or conceived in his life. So great was his surprise, and so exquisite his delight, upon this occasion, that it deprived him of the power of breathingHe awoke with the violence of his sensations, and instantly seized his fiddle, in hopes of expressing what he had just heard, but in vain. He, however, then composed a piece, which is, perhaps, the best of all his works, and called it the Devil's Sonata ; but it was so inferior to what his sleep had produced, that he declared he would have broken his instrument, and abandoned music for ever, if he could have subsisted by any other means.

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ANECDOTE.-A man of high fashion, who deals largely in a certain combustible material, had long been attracted by the peculiar fine form of a widow bewitched, then under protection of a gentleman of great wealth. He had frequently said that he would give fifty pounds solely to be seen walking by her side in Bond-street. His wish was accidentally one day gratified thus :At the moment of a slight shower, the object continually uppermost in his thoughts appeared in the very scene. The gentleman tendered his umbrella; it was accepted. Under the awning of a jeweller's shop they stopped, and chatted about the weather-the lady's eye being occasionally directed to the glittering toys in the window. “They are very pretty," she said. . " Very pretty, jndeed ! suppose you, go, in and look at them,” was the rejoinder. The lady acceeded." That is vastly beautiful! is it not?" speaking of a necklaceIt is! but how well it will look round your neck ?" "Try." He did try; when the lady, droping a curtsey, added, with the utmost sang froid, « Thank you! The rain is over : we will now, if

you pleašė, walk.” In an instant she was in the street, leaving the gentleman behind. The latter looked at the shopkeeper, and then at the door, and then on the jeweller again ; lastly at his pockets. This awkward adventure, for the lady, was gone, ended, by his giving the tradesman his card; it was deemed satisfactory. In three days the bill was sent in ; the item consisted of a necklace of brilliants valued at six hundred and fifty guineas.

When a certain witty Dowager heard of this she said, “Well! I hope this will teach married men to be more cautious in future, and particularly when they touch gunponder !"

BEAR CHASE.—YORK (UPPER CANADA), SEPT. 23.—The week before last two boys, the one ten the other eleven years of age, sons of Mr. Wm. Johnson of Campenfield Bay, Lake Simpcoe, observed an ld bear and three young ones swimming across the

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bay; they put after them with a bark canoe, and by the use of their fire-arms soon dispatched the young ones, and took them on board their canoe. They made seyeral shots at the head of the old one, with little or no effect; at length coming in contact with her, one of them fired and broke her shoulder, the savage ferociousness of the animal was now raised to desperation ; she endeavoured to upset the canoe. A sister on shore, seeing the hazardous situation of her little brothers, took another boat, and put out to their assistance.—The bear saw her coming, left the boys, and made towards her i upon which the young Nimrods cried out="Don't fear, Sally, thump her on the nose, and keep her back; we have broken one of her shoulders, keep her back till we can load again, and we will break the other. The boys were as good as their word, they did so; and having both legs disabled, they pushed her head under water with their paddles and drowned her. They with some difficulty got her into the boat, and took the four in triumph to land. The names of these ląds are James and William Johnson.

A fop called at a boot-maker's shop the other day, and begged to look at some half-boots ; accordingly some were shewn him, when he exclaimed, These will not suit me, fashionable halfboots should quite cover the calf.” “ Then you must have them just five feet eight long," said the son of Crispin, taking out his rule and measuring his foppish customer's height.

The Mayor of Norwich and a party of friends, somewhat “flushed with the juice of the Tuscan grape," having gone to the Theatre a few years ago, to witness the performance of the tragedy of Richard the Third, they entered the house just as Richard exclaimed “ A horse ! a horse! my kingdom for a horse !" when one of the gentlemen facetiqusly replied, “I have not a horse, but (clapping his hand upon the shoulder of the Chief Magistrate) here is a May'r, if that will do for you.” It is almost superfluous to add that the response had a powerful effect on the risible faculties of the audience.

The Mareşchal de Faber, at a șiege, was pointing out a place with his finger. As he spoke, a musket-ball carried off the finger. Instantly stretching another, he continued his discourse, “gentlemen as I was saying: This was true sang froid.

The police of Amsterdam discovered a gang of thieves in a very singular manner. A stranger brought a piece of fur to a furrier to make twelve caps of it, all of the same shape. The latter contrived to make thirteen caps instead of twelve, and kept the thirteenth for himself. Some days afterwards he was standing with this cap on at a stall, looking attentively at the goods, and, as was his custom, holding his hands behind him, when he felt something put in his hand, and on looking found 4 gold watch with chain and seals. He looked round in vain for the person who had thus surprised him, but he could see ng one.

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He thought it his duty to inform the police, and, as a reward for his zeal, was for the present put under arrest. It is said that the police had discovered that there was a society of twelve robbers, who recognised each other by these caps, and without doubt this is the reason why the honest furrier was mistaken for a member of the band.

ANECDOTE.—Crebillon was unfortunate in his family. His wife was suspected of infidelity, and his son was licentious in his writings and in his conduct. His enemies gave out that his plays were written by a brother of his, who was a clergyman. proof of this, they said that his brother at his death finished four acts of Catiline, and that Crebillon himself was obliged to add the fifth, which is very inferior to the rest, and condemned the play. One day he was saying in a company

in which his son was present, “I have done two things in my life which I shall always repent, my Catiline and my son.”_" And yet, Sir," said the son, they say that you are not the author of either.”

A drunken fellow offering to pawn his bible for liquor at a public house, the landlord refused to take it. “ What !” said the fellow, “will neither my own word, nor the word of God, pass

for a pot of beer.”

What did Mr. die of? asked a simple neighbour. complication of disorders, replied his friend. How do you describe that complication, my good sir ? He died, rejoined the other, of two physicians, an apothecary, and a surgeon.

John P. Kemble being asked by a clergyman, who was not very earnest in his profession, to go and hear him preach ; was asked by the parson on his return how he liked his sermon ? “Sir," replied he, you are a better actor than I am.”

The following story is evidently told to show how the gravest characters may be brought into suspicion from the most trifling misconceptions. A Judge no less celebrated for his piety than for his law, was not long ago in the room of an inn at Harrowgate, and being about to put the date to a letter which he was writing, and being doubtful as to the orthography of the word, and unwilling to show the other company in the room his ignorance, even in such a trifle, said rather in a low voice to the waiter who had given him the inkstand—“Is there a w in Harrowgate ?"-The waiter at first only answered him with a “Sir!" when the Judge repeated, in a still more significant and confidential way, Is there a w in Harrowgate? “Oh! yes, sir, said the waiter, “ there are several, but master does not allow any of them to come here."

The late Duke of Newcastle, had great bustle and appearance of business in his manner-always in a hurry, and generally indiscreet though quick in his conversation. It was this manner that induced the late Dowager Lady Townsend to say of him, " That he always put her in mind of a man that had lost two hours in the morning, and was looking for them the rest of the day.” He was always esteemed a Courtier of the first order-full of civilities, promises and forgetfulness. Whenever he had a mind any recommendation of his should succeed, he made a private mark opposite his signature in red ink. When this mark did not appear, the letter meant nothing. A Gentleman who long danced attendance at the Duke's levee, being one morning cooling his heels in the ante-chamber along with a number of other unfortunate solicitors, one of the company was praising the elegant stucco of the ceiling : “ Yes," says the gentleman, “ it is really very elegant; and what is more, it is of a piece with the flooring. '_“ How can that be?” says the other. Why, don't you see the top and bottom of the room is full of fret-work?"

English BLUNTNESS.-A Dandy, having more than the usual allowance of back, and not in other respects remarkable for the symmetry of his form, returned a third pair of boots upon the hands of his boot-maker. The tradesman was at last out of all patience. “Pray, Sir," says he, “ what is the fault of this boot ?" * The fault of it?” replied the Exquisite, “why it is made of a bad material, and is devilish ill-shaped.“Why really, Sir,"

,rejoined Crispin, drily. "you ought to be the last person to quarrel with such defects.

A celebrated Quaker, visiting alady of rank, whom he found, six months after the death of her husband, sitting on a sopha covered with black cloth, and in all the dignity of woe, approached her with great solemnity, and, gently taking her by the hand, thus accosted her : “So, friend, I see that thou hast not forgiven God Almighty.” This seasonable reproof had such an effect upon the person to whom it was addressed, that she immediately had all her trappings of grief destroyed, and went about her necessary business and avocations.

The Rev. Dr. P. visiting a country clergyman, requested permission to preach to his congregation, which his friend consented to, on condition that he adapted the language of his sermon to the illiterate capacities of his parishioners, and that he used no hard words. After the sermon was over Dr. P. asked his friend whether he had not strictly observed the conditions ? The other replied that he had used several words beyond the comprehension of his hearers, and instanced the word felicity, for which he wonld have substituted happiness. Dr. P. contended that one word was as plain as the other; and, to prove it, proposed calling in the ploughman, and putting it to him, which was done. “Well, Robin, do you know the meaning of the word felicity ?" “ Ees, Sir,” said Robin (scratching his head, and endeavouring to look wise), "ees, Sir, I thinks as how I does.” “Well, Robin, speak up.'

Why, Sir, I doesn't know disactly, but I thinks it's some'at inside of a pig !"

The Rev. Dr.-, Rector of Harworth, in the county of Durham, preached three Sundays sucessively upon these words : “ Behold now the axe is laid to the root of the tree,” Matt. 3. 10. It

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