She had scarce got twenty paces distant from me, ere something within me called out for a more particular inquiry-it brought on the idea of a further separation-I might possibly never see her more-the heart is for saving what it can, and I wanted the traces through which my wishes might find their way to her, in case I should never rejoin her myself: in a word, I wished to know her name-her family's-her conditions; and as I knew the place to which she was going, I wanted to know from whence she came ; but there was no coming at all to this intelligence; a hundred little delicacies stood in the way. I formed a score different plans-There was no such thing as a man's asking her directly-the thing was impossible.

A little French debonaire captain, who came dancing down the street, shewed me it was the easiest thing in the world; for popping in betwixt us, just as the lady was returning back to the door of the remise, he introduced himself to my acquaintance, and before he had well got announced, begged I would do him the honour to present him to the lady-I had not been presented myself-so turning about to her, he did it just as well, by asking her if she had come from Paris? No she was going that route, she said.-Vous n'étez pas de Londres ?-She was not, she repliedThen Madame must have come through FlandersApparement vous êtez Flammand? said the French captain-The lady answered she was-Peut-être de Lisle? added he-She said, she was not of Lisle▬▬ Nor Arras ?—Nor Cambray ?—Nor Ghent ?— Nor Brussels?-She answered, she was of Brussels.

He had the honour, he said, to be at the bombardment of it last war-that it was finely situated pour cela-and full of noblesse when the Imperialists were driven out by the French (the lady made a slight curtsey) so giving her an account of the affair, and of the share he had in it-he begged the honour to know her name-so made his bow.

Et Madame a son Mari? said he, looking back when he had made two steps-and without staying for an answer-danced down the street.

Had I served seven years apprenticeship to goodbreeding, I could not have done as much.

THE REMISE.

CALAIS.

As the little French captain left us, Mons. Dessein came up with the key of the remise in his hand, and forthwith let us into the magazine of chaises.

The first object which caught my eye, as Mons. Dessein opened the door of the remise, was another old tattered Desobligeante; and notwithstanding it was the exact picture of that which had hit my fancy so much in the coach-yard but an hour before-the very sight of it stirred up a disagreeable sensation within me now; and I thought 'twas a churlish beast into whose heart the idea could first enter to construct such a machine; nor had I much more charity for the man who could think of using it.

I observed the lady was as little taken with it as myself: so Mons. Dessein led us on to a couple of chaises which stood a-breast, telling us, as he recommended them, that they had been purchased by my Lord A. and B. to go the grand tour, but had gone no

farther than Paris, so were in all respects as good as new-they were too good-so I passed on to a third which stood behind, and forthwith began to chaffer for the price. But 'twill scarce hold two, said I, opening the door and getting in-Have the goodness, Madame, said Mons. Dessein, offering his arm, to step in. The lady hesitated half a second and stepped in, and the waiter that moment beckoning to speak to Mons. Des sein, he shut the door of the chaise upon us, and left us.

THE REMISE DOOR.

CALAIS.

C'est bien comique, it's very droll, said the lady smiling, from the reflection that this was the second time we had been left together by a parcel of nonsensical contingencies-c'est bien comique, said she

-There wants nothing, said I, to make it so, but the comic use which the gallantry of a Frenchman would put it to-to make love the first moment, and an offer of his person the second.

"Tis their fort, replied the lady.

It is supposed so at least-and how it has come to pass, continued I, I know not; but they have certainly got the credit of understanding more of love, and making it better, than any other nation upon earth; but for my own part, I think them arrant bunglers, and in truth, the worst set of marksman that ever tried Cupid's patience.

-To think of making love by sentiments! I should as soon think of making a genteel suit of clothes out of remnants: and to do it-pop-at first sight by declaration-is submitting the offer, and themselves

with it, to be sifted with all their pours and contres, by an unheated mind.

on.

The lady attended, as if she expected I should go

Consider then, Madam, continued I, laying my hand upon her's

That grave people hate love for the name's sakeThat selfish people hate it for their own

Hypocrites for Heaven's

And that all of us, both old and young, being ten times worse frightened than hurt by the very report-What a want of knowledge in this branch of commerce a man betrays, whoever lets the word come out of his lips till an hour or two at least after the time that his silence upon it becomes tormenting. A course of small quiet attentions, not so pointed as to alarm-nor so vague as to be misunderstood with now and then a look of kindness, and little or nothing said upon it-leaves nature for your mistress, and she fashions it to her mind

Then I solemnly declare, said the lady, blushingyou have been making love to me all this while.

THE REMISE.

CALAIS.

MONSIEUR DESSEIN came back to let us out of the chaise, and acquaint the lady, Count de L, her brother, was just arrived at the hotel. Though I had infinite good-will for the lady, I cannot say that I rejoiced in my heart at the event-and could not help telling her so for it is fatal to a proposal, Madam, said I, that I was going to make to you

You need not tell me what the proposal was, said

she, laying her hand upon both mine as she interrupted me.-A man, my good Sir, has seldom an otfer of kindness to make to a woman, but she has a presentiment of it some moments before.

Nature arms her with it, said I, for immediate preservation.-But I think, said she, looking in my face, I had no evil to apprehend-and, to deal frankly with you, had determined to accept it.-If I had(she stopped a moment)-I believe your good-will would have drawn a story from me, which would have made pity the only dangerous thing in the journey.

In saying this, she suffered me to kiss her hand twice, and with a look of sensibility mixed with a concern, she got out of the chaise-and bid adieu.

IN THE STREET.

CALAIS.

I NEVER finished a twelve-guinea bargain so expeditiously in my life: my time seemed heavy upon the loss of the lady, and knowing every moment of it would be as two till I put myself into motion-I ordered post-horses directly, and walked towards the hotel.

Lord! said I, hearing the town clock strike four, and recollecting that I had been little more than a single hour in Calais

What a large volume of adventures may be grasped within this little span of life by him who interests his heart in every thing, and who, having eyes to see what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him, as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can fairly lay his hands on.

-If this won't turn out something-another will