without it: and oft and many a time. have I called up by it the courteous fpirit of its owner to regulate my own, in the juftlings of the world; they had found full employment for his, as I learnt from his ftory, 'till about the forty-fifth year of his age, when upon fome military services ill requited, and meeting at the fame time with a disappointment in the tendereft of paffions, he abandoned the fword and the fex together, and took fanctuary, not fo much in his convent as in himself.

I feel a damp upon my fpirits, as I am going to add, that in my last return through Calais, upon inquiring after Father Lorenzo, I heard

he

he had been dead near three months, and was buried, not in his convent, but, according to his defire, in a little cemetery belonging to it, about two leagues off: I had a ftrong defire to fee where they had laid him-when, upon pulling out his little horn box, as I fat by his grave, and plucking up a nettle or two at the head of it, which had no bufinefs to grow there, they all ftruck together fo forcibly upon my affections, that I burst into a flood of tears- but I am as weak as a woman; and I beg the world not to fmile, but pity me.

I

THE REMISE DOOR.

CALAIS.

HAD never quitted the lady's hand all this time; and had held it fo long, that it would have been indecent to have let it go, without firft preffing it to my lips: the blood and fpirits, which had fuffered a revulfion from her, crouded back to her, as I did it.

Now the two travellers, who had spoke to me in the coach-yard, happening at that crifis to be paffing by, and obferving our communications, naturally took it into their heads that

we

we must be man and wife, at leaft; fo stopping as foon as they came up to the door of the Remife, the one of them, who was the inquifitive Traveller, afk'd us, if we fet out for Paris the next morning ?-I could only answer for myself, I faid; and the lady added, fhe was for AmiensWe dined there yesterday, faid the fimple Traveller-You go directly through the town, added the other, in your road to Paris. I was going to return a thousand thanks for the intelligence, that Amiens was in the road to Paris; but upon pulling out my poor monk's little horn box to take a pinch of fnuff, I made them a quiet bow, and wifhed them a good

good paffage to Dover-they left us alone

-Now where would be the harm, faid I to myself, if I was to beg of this diftreffed lady to accept of half of my chaife?-and what mighty mifchief could enfue?

Every dirty paffion, and bad propenfity in my nature, took the alarm as I ftated the propofition-It will oblige you to have a third horfe, faid AVARICE, which will put twenty livres out of your pocket-You know not what she is, faid CAUTION, or what fcrapes the affair may draw you into, whisper'd COWARDICE