every thing which could make plenty in a French peafant's houfe-and on the other fide was a little wood, which furnished wherewithal to drefs it. It was about eight in the evening when I got to the house-fo I left the poftillion to manage his point as he could-and for mine, I walk'd directly into the houfe.

The family confifted of an old greyheaded man and his wife, with five or fix fons and fons-in-law and their feveral wives, and a joyous genealogy out of them.

They were all fitting down together to their lentil-foup; a large wheaten loaf was in the middle of the table; and a flaggon of wine at each end of it, promifed joy through the ftages of the repaft-'twas a feaft of love.

The old man rofe up to meet me, and with a respectful cordiality would have me fit down at the table; my heart was fet down the moment I enter'd the room; fo I fat down at once like a fon of the family; and to invest myself in

poor Maria fitting under a poplarshe was fitting with her elbow in her lap, and her head leaning on one fide within. her handa finall brook ran at the foot of the tree.

I bid the poftillion go on with the chaife to Moulines-and La Fleur to befpeak my fupper-and that I would. walk after him.

She was drefs'd in white, and much as my friend defcribed her, except that her hair hung loofe, which before was twifted within a filk net.She had, fuperadded likewife to her jacket, a pale green ribband, which fell across her fhoulder to the waift; at the end of which hung her pipe.-Her goat had been as faithlefs as her lover; and fhe had got a little dog in lieu of him, which he had kept tied by a ftring to her girdle: as I look'd at her dog, fhe drew him towards her with the string."Thou shalt not leave me, Sylvio," faid fhe. I look'd in Maria's eyes, and faw fhe was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat; for

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as fhe utter'd them, the tears trickled down her cheeks.

I fat down clofe by her; and Maria let me wipe them away as they fell, with my handkerchief.-I then fteep'd it in my own--and then in her's-and then in mine-and then I wip'd her's again

and as I did it, I felt fuch undefcribable emotions within me, as I am fure could not be accounted for from any combinations of matter and motion.

I am pofitive I have a foul; nor can all the books with which materialifts have pestered the world ever convince me to the contrary.

MARIA.

WHEN Maria had come a little to

herself, I afk'd her if fhe remembered a pale thin perfon of a man, who had fat down betwixt her and her goat about two years before? She said, fhe was unfettled much at that time, but remember'd it upon two accounts-that