fhould approach him, whether of this world or of the other. This discreet ghost desisted, and the people got rid of their fears in that neighbourhood.

STANZAS,

WRITTEN IN A HAUNTED ROOM.

IF from the cearments of the silent dead,
Our long departed friends could rise anew;
Why feel a horror, or conceive a dread,

To see again those friends whom once we knew?

Father of All! thou gav'st not to our ken,
To view beyond the afhes of our grave;
"Tis not the idle tales of busy men

That can the mind appal.-The truly brave,
Seated on reason's adamantine throne,
Can place the soul, and fears no ills unknown.

O if the flinty prison of the grave

Could loose its doors, and let the spirit flee,
Why not return the wise, the just, the brave,
And set once more the pride of ages free?
Why not restore a Socrates again?
Or give thee, Newton, as the first of men?

In this lone room where now I patient wait,
To try if souls departed can appear,

O could a Burgh escape his prison gate,

Or could I think Latouche's form was near.
Why fear to view the fhades which long must be
Sacred to freedom and to charity?

A little onward in the path of life,

And all must stretch in death their mortal frame;
A few fhort struggles end the weary strife,
And blot the frail memorial of our name.

Torn from the promontory's lofty brow,
time the rooted oak itself lies low.

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AFTER this conversation, the paria took leave of his guest, and left him to his repose, retiring with his wife and his child's cradle into a little adjoining apartment.

Next morning the doctor was early awaked by the singing of birds, having their nests in the branches of the Indian fig, and by the voice of the paria and his spouse repeating together their morning prayer. He arose, and was much vexed when upon the paria and his wife opening their door to wish him good morning, he saw that they had no other beds in the hut, except the conjugal couch; and that they had sat up all night to yield it to him. After they had saluted him, they made haste to get ready his breakfast; mean time he took a turn in the garden. He found it, as well as the hut, encircled with arches of the Indian fig, interlaced in such a manner that they formed a hedge impervious even to the eye. He perceived only above their foliage the surface of the red rocks, which formed the vale, all around him. From these descended a little spring, which watered this little garden, planted without any regular plan. One saw there intermixed mangoustans, oranges, cocoa trees, and other vegetables, all loaded with fruits or flowers: even their trunks were covered with them. The betel twined around the arched palm, the pepper around the mangoustan. The air was perfumed with their fragrant sweets. Tho' most of the trees were still in the shade, the first rays of the morning already one upon their tops. One saw there colibris sparkling as rubies and topazes, while the Bengal birds and those of the Semą Soule, and five hundred other voices, concealed under the dewy leaves on their nests, formed a delightful concert.

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The doctor was walking under these charming fhades undisturbed by thoughts suggested either by learning or ambition, when the pa ria came to afk him in to breakfast. 'Your garden is a paradise, said the doctor; I find no fault with it except its small extent. Were I in your place, I would add a bowling green and extend it farther into the forest.' Sir,replied the paria, the lefs ground one occupies, he easier he is concealed; a leaf is enough for a nest to the fly bird." Saying these words they entered the cottage, where they found in a

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corner, the paria's wife sucking her child. She had served up the
breakfast. After a silent repast, the doctor was about to take his
leave the Indian says to him " My guest, the plains are as yet over-
flowed with yesterdays rain; the roads are impassible. Spend this
day with us."I can o, answered the doctor, my attendants are too
numerous.' 'I see, replied the paria, you are in haste to leave the
country of the brahmins, to return to that of the Christians, who se re-
ligion makes all men live as brethren." The doctor rose with a
sigh. Then the paria made a sign to his wife, who with downcast
eyes, and without uttering a word, presented to the doctor a basket
of flowers and fruits. The paria in her name says to the Englishman,
"Sir, excuse our poverty, we have neither ambergris, nor wood of aloes
to perfume our guest, according to the custom of India. We have
only flowers and fruits; but I hope you will not contemn this little
basket filled by the hands of my wife. There are neither poppies nor
marygolds; but jessamins, mougris, bergamots, by their duration, sym-
bols of our love, the recollection of which we will cherish when we shall
see you no more. ." The doctor took the basket, and said to the paria, 'I
cannot be too grateful for your hospitality, and I cannot exprefs in a suit-
able manner the esteem I have for you: accept this gold watch; it was
made by the most famous watch maker in London; it needs to be wound'
up only once a year.' The paria replied," We have not the least occa-
sion for a watch. We have one that goes continually, and is never
out of order; it is the sun." My watch strikes the hours, added the
doctor.'"The birds chaunt them, replied the paria."
At least, re-
plied the doctor, accept these coral beads to make red necklaces for
your wife and child.' My wife and my child shall never want red
necklaces, replied the paria, so long as my garden shall produce Ango-
la peas." Take then these pistols to defend yourself from robbers
in this your solitary retreat.' Poverty, says the paria, is a rampart
which keeps robbers at a distance; the silver ornaments with which your
arms are decorated would serve to attract robbers. In the name of God
who protects us, and from whom we expect our reward, do not fob us
of the price of cur hospitality.” Meanwhile, replied the Englishman, I
would wish that you would retain some memorial of me.' " Well, replied
the paria, since you wish it, I will venture to propose an exchange;
give me your pipe, and take you mine; when I shall smoke with
your's, Ifhall remember that an European pandect has not disdained
to accept the hospitality of a poor paria." Instantly the doctor gave
him his English leather pipe, whose head was of yellow amber, and
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Then he called upon his servants who were all benumbed with the cold of the night, and after having embraced the paria, he moun ted his palanquin. The paria's wife, bathed in tears, stood alone at the door of the hut holding her child in her arms; but her husband accompanied him to the skirts of the forest, loading him with bene, dictions. May God be your reward, said he, for your goodness towards the unfortunate. May he accept my life as a sacrifice for yours. May he conduct you safe to England, that land of learned men, and of friends, who seek the truth all over the world to promote the hap→ piness of mankind." The doctor answered,' I have travelled over half the globe, and have seen every where error and strife; I have found truth and happiness in your cottage alone.' Saying these words they parted in tears. The doctor was already pretty far advanced on the plain, and he still saw the good paria at the foot of a tree, making signs with his hands to bid him adieu.

The doctor on his return to Calcutta embarked for Chandernagore, from whence he set sail for England.

On his arrival at London he sent the ninety bales of manuscripts to the president of the royal society, who deposited them in the British museum, where the learned are employed to this day in making of them translations, indexes, eulogiums, criticisms, and pamphlets.

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As for the doctor, he kept for himself the three answers of the paria respecting truth; he smoaked often with his pipe; and when any one asked him what he had learned nost useful in his travels, he answered, 'It is necessary to seek truth with a single heart free from prejudice that we can find it only in nature; and that we ought to communicate it to the virtuous alone.' To which he added, 'a good wife alone makes a man happy.'

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EAST INDIA SHIPPING FOR THE YEAR 1794.

The following ships taken up by the honourable East India Company for the ensuing season were stationed as under, by a court of directors held at the India house, on wednesday the 2 inst.