your men of words to swell pages about it—it is enough in the present to say again, the gloves would not do; so, folding our hands within our arms, we both lolled upon the counter it was narrow, and there was just room for the parcel to lay between us.

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The beautiful grisette looked sometimes at the gloves, then side-ways to the window, then at the gloves and then at me. I was not disposed to break silence - I followed her example: so I looked at the gloves, then to the window, then at the gloves, and then at her-and so on alternately.

I found I lost considerably in every attack she had a quick black eye, and shot through two such long and silken cye-lashes with such penetration, that she looked into my very heart and reins It may seem strange, but

I could actually feel she did.

It is no matter, said I, taking up a couple of the pairs next me, and putting them into my pocket.

I was sensible the beautiful grisette had not asked above a single livre above the price-I wished she had asked a livre more, and was puzzling my brains how to bring the matter about Do you think, my dear Sir, said she, mistaking my embarrassment, that I could ask a sous too much of a stranger-and of a stranger whose politeness, more than his want of gloves, has done me the honour to lay himself at my mercy?. M'en croyezvous capable?-Faith! not I, said I; and if you were, you are welcome So, counting the money into her hand, and with a lower bow than one generally makes to a shopkeeper's wife, I went out, and her lad with his parcel followed me.

THE TRANSLATION.

PARIS.

There was nobody in the box I was let into, but a kindly old French officer. I love the character, not only. because I honour the man whose manners are softened

by a profession which makes bad men worse; but that I once knew one for he is no more and why should I not rescue one page from violation by writing his name in it, and telling the world it was captain Tobias Shandy, the dearest of my flock and friends, whose philanthropy I never think of, at this long distance from his death, but my eyes gush out with tears. For his sake, I have a predilection for the whole corps of veterans; and so I strode over the two back rows of benches, and placed myself beside him.

The old officer was reading attentively a small pamphiet, it might be the book of the opera, with a large pair of spectacles. As soon as I sat down, he took his spectacles off, and putting them into a shagreen case, returned them and the book into his pocket together. I half rose up, and made him a bow.

Translate this into any civilized language in the world -the sense is this:

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<< Here's a poor stranger come into the box seems as if he knew nobody; and is never likely was he to be seven years in Paris; if every man he comes near keeps his spectacles upon his nose-'tis shutting the door of conversation absolutely in his face << and using him worse than a German. »

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The French officer might as well have said it all aloud; and if he had, I should in course have put the bow I made him into French too, and told him, I was sensible of «his attention, and returned him a thousand thanks «for it. »

There is not a secret so aiding to the progress of sociality, as to get master of this short-hand, and to be quick in rendering the several turns of looks and limbs, with all their inflections and delineations, into plain words. For my own part, by long babitude, I do it so mechanically, that when I walk the streets of London, I go translating all the way; and have more than once stood behind in the circle, where not three words have been said, and have brought off twenty different dialogues with me, which I could have fairly wrote down and

sworn to.

I was going one evening to Martini's concert at Milan, and was just entering the door of the hall, when the marchesina di F was confing out in a sort of a hurryshe was almost upon me before I saw her; so I gave a spring to one side to let her pass she had done the same, and on the same side too; so we ran our heads together she instantly got to the other side to get out; I was just as unfortunate as she had been, for I had sprung to that side, and opposed her passage again

We both and so

flew together to the other side, and then back on - it was ridiculous; we both blushed intolerably; so I did, at last, the thing I should have done at first — I stood stock still, and the marchesina had no more difficulty. I had no power to go into the room, till I had made her so much reparation as to wait and follow her with my eye to the end of the passage-She looked back, twice, and walked along it rather side-ways, as if she would make room for any one coming up stairs to pass her-No, said I-that's a vile translation: the marchesina has a right to the best apology I can make her, and that opening is left for me to do it in so I ran and begged pardon for the embarrassment I had given her, saying it was my intention to have made her way. She answered, she was guided by the same intention towards me SO WC reciprocally thanked each other. She was at the top of the stairs; and seeing no cicisbeo near her, I begged to hand her to her coach so we went down the stairs stopping at every third step to talk of the concert and the adventure Upon my word, Madame, said I, when I had handed her in, I made six different efforts to let you go out And I made six efforts, replied she, to let you enter-I wish to heaven you would make a seventh, said I-With all my heart, said she, making room-Life is too short to be long about the forms of itso I instantly stepped in, and she carried me home with her-And what became of the concert, St. Cecilia, who, I suppose, was at it, knows more than I.

I will only add that the connection which arose out of that translation gave me more pleasure than any one I had the honour to make in Italy.

THE DWARF.

PARIS.

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I had never heard the remark made by any one in my life, except by one; and who that was will probably come out in this chapter; so that being pretty much unprepossessed, there must have been grounds for what struck me the moment I cast my eyes over the parterre that was the unaccountable sport of Nature in forming such numbers of dwarfs-No doubt, she sports at certain times in almost every corner of the world: but in Paris, there is no end to her amusements the goddess seems almost as merry as she is wise.

As I carried iny idea out of the opera comique with me, I measured every body I saw walking in the streets by itMelancholy application! especially where the size was extremely little-the face extremely dark-the eyes quick -the nose long-the teeth white-the jaw prominentto see so many miserables, by force of accidents, driven out of their own proper class into the very verge of another, which it gives me pain to write down-every third man a pigmy! -some by ricketty heads and hump backs-others by bandy legs-a third set arrested by the hand of Nature in the sixth and seventh years of their growth-a fourth, in their perfect and natural state, like dwarf apple-trees, from the first rudiments and stamina of their existence, never meant to grow higher.

A medical traveller might say, 'tis owing to undue bandages a splenetic one, to want of air and an inquisitive traveller, to fortify the system may measure the height of their houses the narrowness of their streets, and in how few feet square in the sixth and seventh stories such numbers of the Bourgeoisie eat and sleep together; but I remember Mr. Shandy the elder, who accounted for nothing like any body else, in speaking one evening of these matters, averred that children, like other animals, might be increased almost to any size,

provided they came right into the world; but the misery was, the citizens of Paris were so cooped up, that they had not actually room enough to get them-I do not call it getting any thing, said he'tis getting nothing-Nay, continued he, rising in his argument, 'tis getting worse than nothing, when all you have got after twenty, or live and twenty years of the tenderest care, and most nutritious aliment bestowed upon it, shall not at last be as high as my leg. Now, Mr. Shandy being very short, there could be nothing more said upon it.

As this is not a work of reasoning, I leave the solution as I found it, and content myself with the truth only of the remark, which is verified in every lane and by-lane of Paris. I was walking down that which leads from the Carrousel to the Palais-Royal, and observing a little boy in some distress at the side of the gutter which ran down the middle of it, I took hold of his hand, and helped him over. Upon turning up his face to look at him after, I perceived he was about forty-Never mind, said I; some good body will do as much for me when I am ninety.

I feel some little principles within me, which incline me to be merciful towards this poor blighted part of my species, who have neither size nor strength to get on iu the world-I cannot bear to see one of them trod upon; and had scarce got seated beside my old French officer, ere the disgust was exercised, by seeing the very thing happen under the box we sat in.

At the end of the orchestra, and betwixt that and the first side-box, there is a small esplanade left, where when the house is full, numbers of all ranks take sanctuary. Though you stand, as in the parterre you pay the same price as in the orchestra. A poor defenceless being of this order had got thrust somehow or other into this luckless place the night was hot, and he was surrounded by beings two feet and half higher than himself. The dwarf suffered inexpressibly on all sides; but the thing which incommoded him most, was a tall corpulent German, near seven feet high, wo stood di