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people; but there is a mildness in their blood. As I acknowledged this, I felt a suffusion of a finer kind upon my cheek-more warm and friendly to man, than what Burgundy (at least of two livres a bottle, which was such as I had been drinking) could have produced.

-Just God! said I, kicking my portman. teau, aside, what is there in this world's goods which should sharpen our spirits; and make so many kind-hearted brethren of us fall out so cruelly as we do by the way?

When man is at peace with man, how much lighter than a feather is the heaviest of metals in his hand! he pulls out his purse, and, holding it airily and uncompressed, looks round him, as if he sought for an object to share it with. In doing this, I felt every vessel in my frame dilate-the arteries beat all cheerily toge ther, and every power which sustained life, performed it with so little friction, that 'twould have confounded the most physical precieuse in France with all her materialism she could scarce have called me a machine

I'm confident said I to myself, I should have overset her creed.

The accession of that idea carried nature, at that time, as high as she could go-I was at peace with the world before, and this finished the treaty with myself

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-Now, was I a king of France, cried Iwhat a moment for an orphan to have begged his fathers portmanteau of me!

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I HAD Scarce uttered these words, when a poor monk, of the order of St. Francis, came into the room, to beg something for his convent. No man cares to have his virtues the sport of contigencies or one man may be generous, as another man is puissant-sed non, quo hoc hanc-or be it as it may-for there is no regular reasoning upon the ebbs and flows of our humours; they may depend upon the same causes, for aught I know, which influence the tides themselves 'twould oft be no discredit to us to suppose it was so: I'm sure, at least for myself, that in many a case, I should be more highly satisfied, to have it said by the world "I had an affair with the moon, in which there was neither sin nor shame," than have it pass altogether as my own act and deed, wherein there was so much of both.

But be this as it may. The moment I cast my eyes upon him, I was predetermined not to give him a single suos, and accordingly I put my purse in my pocket buttoned it up-set my

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self a little more upon my centre, and advanced up gravely to him; there was something, I fear, forbidden in my look: I have his figure this moment before my eyes, and think there was that in it which deserved better.

The monk, as I judged from the break in his tonsure, a few scattered white hairs upon his temples being all that remained of it, might be about seventy-but from his eyes, and that sort of fire which was in them, which seemed more tempered by courtesy than years, could be no more than sixty-Truth might lie between-he was certainly sixty-five: and the general air of his countenance, notwithstanding something seemed to have been planting wrinkles in it before their time, agreed to the account.

It was one of those heads, which Guido has often painted-mild, pale, penetrating-free from all common-place ideas of fat contented. ignorance looking downwards upon the earth-it looked forwards: but looked, as if it looked at something beyond this world. How one of his order came by it, Heaven above, who let it fall upon a monk's shoulders, best knows: but it would have suited a Bramin, and had I met it upon the plains of Indostan, I had reverenced it.

The rest of his outlines may be given in a few strokes; one might put it into the hands of

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any one to design, for 'twas neither elegant or otherwise, but as character and expression made it so; it was a thin, spare form, something above the common size, if it lost not the distinction by a bend forward in the figure; but it was the attitude of entreaty and as it now stands presented to my imagination, it gained more than it lost by it.

When he had entered the room three paces, he stood still; and laying his left hand upon his breast (a slender white staff with which he journied being in his right)-when I had got close up to him, he introduced himself with the little story of the wants of his convent, and the poverty of his order—and did it with so simple a grace and such an air of deprecation was there in the whole cast of his look and figure-I was bewitched not to have been struck with it.

-A better reason was, I had pre-determined not to give him a single sous.

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Tis very true, said I, replying to a cast upwards of his eyes, with which he had concluded his address-'tis very true and heaven be their resource, who have no other but the

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charity of the world, the stock of which, I fear, is no way sufficient for the many great claims which are hourly made upon it.

As I pronounced the words great claims, he gave a slight glance with his eye downwards upon the sleeve of his tunic-I felt the full force of the appeal-I acknowledge it, said I-a coarse habitand that but once in three years, with meagre diet -are no great matters: and the true point of pity is, as they can be earned in the world with so little industry, that your order should wish to procure by pressing upon a fund which is the property of the lame, the blind, the aged, and the infirmthe captive who lies down counting over and over again the days of his afflictions, languishes also for his share of it; and had you been of the order of Mercy, instead of the order of St. Francis, poor as I am, continued I, pointing at my portmanteau, full cheerfully should it have been opened to you, for the ransom of the unfortunate

The monk made me a bow-but of all others, resumed I, the unfortunate of our own country, surely, have the first rights; and I have left thousands in distress upon our own shore-The monk gave a cordial wave with his head-as much as to say, No doubt but there is misery enough in every corner of the world, as well as within our convent. But we distinguish, said I, laying my hand upon the sleeve of his tunic, in return for his

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