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his body, resume their proper form at his pleasure. He once presented himself, in this situation, as a patient, before Molins, a famous surgeon, who, shocked at his appearance, refused to attempt the cure. He often passed for a cripple with persons who, but a few minutes before, had been conversing with him. Upon these occasions he would not only change the position of his limbs, but alter his features and countenance. He could assume all the professional, characteristic, and singular faces which he had observed at the Theatre, at the Quaker's Meeting, or any other place of public resort. He was by profession a posturemaster, and died about the commencement of King William.

ANECDOTE OF ADMIRAL SIR CHARLES SAUNDERS.-_When the dispute respecting the Falkland Island rose so high, that a fleet was ordered to be in readiness, Sir C. was confined with the gout, which he suffered to a violent degree. Informed that he was appointed to the chief coinmand, the gout almost instantly left him, aud he was busied in giving orders for the necessary preparations. A friend happening to call next day, expressed his surprise to see him walking about.-" Oh,” said the brave old Admiral, “the gout only came to me because I was not employed ; but now, instead of dying like a gouty old fellow, I may stand the chance yet of dying by a cannon-ball."

An Irishman, who was lately tried under the Insurrection Act, at Limerick, was asked, “ what he had to say in his defence ?" to which he replied, “Nothing, and please your honour ; for I'm not a spokesman, like your worship; but I would thank your lordship to say what you can iņ my favour."

One of the most curious applications of galvanism to the useful purposes of life, is its recent employment as a means of distinguished bad teeth from good. The test which galvanism has now supplied to remedy the frequent mistakes of dentists, who, instead of ridding you of a bad tooth, will draw the best in your head, is considered to be one of infalliable certainty in its application. The method is thus described by Professor Aldini, the nephew of Galvani.

:-" He (the dentist) first insulates the patient, and then places in his hands an electric chain ; he then applies a small piece of wire, and draws it gradually over the surface of the tooth; he then applies it to the next tooth in the same manner, and proceeds in the like method with the rest, until he comes to the diseased tooth, which is discovered by violent pain being produced, and an involuntary emotion in the body. It has always been remarked, when the tooth is extracted, that it exhibits a carious part, which, in its proper situation, was not visible."

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REMEMBER THEE.

(From Moore's Irish Melodies.)

Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart,
It shall never forget thee, all lorn as thou art ;
More dear in thy sorrow, thy gloom and thy showers,
Than the rest of the world in their sunniest hours.
Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious and free,
First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea,
I might hail thee with prouder, with happier brow
But, oh! could I love thee more deeply than now?
No, thy chains as they torture, thy blood as it runs,
But make thee more painfully dear to thy sons-
Whose hearts, like the young of the desert-bird's nest,
Drink love in each life-drop that flows from thy breast !

SONNET, WRITTEN ON GOOD FRIDAY.

The morning's breath, in meekness to the day,
Breathes o'er the fields a holy silence sweet,
Whilst the young flowers their tender buds display,
That pensive seem the hallowed morn to greet.

The sunny clouds swim lightly through the sky,
Tho' ting'd in parts with

many a sombre hue ;
Like hovering Fate on wings of Destiny,
Their course right on the heavenly road pursue.
And such a morn (more bright perchance) arose
When He, the Lamb of God, our Saviour, died :
What woe, what pain, he felt before the close
Of that sad day, on earth’s yet to be tried.
0, Christians, mourn your Lord,-him ceaseless bless
Who for your good endured such deep distress !

SONNETS.

1.

We met in secret—in the depth of night,

When there was none to watch us, not an eye,

Save the lone dweller of the silent sky, To gaze upon our love and pure delight! And in that hour's unbroken solitude,

When the white moon hath robed her in its beam,

I've thought some vision of a blessed dream,
Or spirit of the air, before me stood,
And held communion with me.

In mine ear
Her voices sweet notes breathed out of the earth;

Her beauty seem'd not of a mortal birth,
And in mine heart there was an awful fear,

A thrill, like some deep warning from above,
That soothed its passion to a spirit's love.

II.

She stood before me—the pure lamps of heaven

Lift up her charms, and those soft eyes which turn'd

On me with divine fondness.—My heart burn’d, As, tremblingly, with her's iny vows were given; Then goftly 'gainst my bosom beat her heart

These loving arms around her form were thrown,

Binding her heavenly beauty like a zone; While from her ruby, warm lips, just apart Like bursting roses, sighs of fragrance stole,

And words of music whispering in mine ear

Things pure and holy, none but mine should hear,
For they were accents utter'd from her soul,

For which no tongue her innocence reproved,
And breathed for one, who loved her-and was loved.

III.
She hung upon my bosom-and her sighs

Fragrant and fast were warm upon my cheek,

And they were all her suffering heart could speak,
Save the soft language of her eloquent eyes,
Which the night hid not, for her soul was there,

In starry brightness-temper'd by distress,

All softened down with love's own tenderness.
And some wild tokens of her heart's despair
Were trembling o'er her beauty. There was one

Who would not have exchanged that sorrowing hour,

For all that he had dream'd in rapture's bower. In the wide world there was one heart alone,

That blessed him with its love, and truth, and charms, And it was beauty now within its arms !

RIDDLE.

Two brothers we are,
An agreeable pair,

And welcome wherever we come :
Italians by name,
But we cannot proclaim,

From Genoa, Naples, or Rome.
Though one is but small,
To your lot should it fall,

You'll find it of excellent use ;
To my counsels attend,-
If you part with this friend,
You'll find you've been playing the deùce.

BRIGHTON HERMIT.

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They who have felt love's poignant smart,
Will all confess it is THE HEART.

BRIGHTON HERMIT.

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