Tower of Babel and the wickedness of man', which brought about a confusion of tongues'; of camel-drivers', and Arabian Nights' Entertainments; of homé, and my own comfortable room in the third story'; brought my boot down with a thump that made them all start', and in five minutes was asleep.

In the morning I again went over to the ruins. Daylight, if possible, added to their effect'; and a little thing occurred, not much in itself, but which, under the circumstances, fastened itself upon my mind in such a way that I shall never forget it. I had read that here, in the stillness of the night', the jackall's cry was heard'; that, if a stone was rolled', a scorpion or lizard slipped from under it`; and, while picking our way slowly along the lower part of the city', a wolf of the largest size came out above, as if indignant at being disturbed in his possessions. He moved a few paces towards us with such a resolute air that my companions both drew their pistols'; he then stopped', and gazed at us deliberately as we were receding from him', until, as if satisfied that we intended to leave his dominions', he turned and disappeared among the ruins. It would have made a fine picturè, the Turk first', then the Greek'; each with a pistol in his hand'; then myself'; all on horseback', the wolf above us', the valley', and the ruined city. I feel my inability to give you a true picture of these ruins. Indeed, if I could lay before you every particular', block for block', fragment for fragment', here a column and there a column', I could not convey a full idea of the desolation that marks the scene.

To the Christian', the ruins of Ephesus carry with them a peculiar interest'; for here, upon the wreck of heathen temples', was established one of the earliest Christian churches'; but the Christian church has followed the heathen temple', and the worshippers of the true God' have followed the worshippers of the great goddess Diana`; and in the city where Paul preached', and where, in the words of the apostle, "much people were gathered unto the Lord'," now' not a solitary Christian dwells. Verily, in the prophetic language of inspiration', the "candlestick is removed from its placè;" a curse seems to have fallen upon it`; men shun it`; not a human being is to be seen among its ruins'; and Ephesus, in faded glory and fallen grandeur', is given up to birds and beasts of prey', a monument and a warning to nations.

LESSON CVI.

THE TOWN OF ROSS; RESIDENCE OF POPE'S MAN OF ROSS.

THE Man of Ross is intimately known to every reader of poetry', and his memory reverenced by all who can appreciate self-denying benevolencè, active charity', and an unceasing endeavor to do good', and to spread an atmosphere of happiness and prosperity wherever his influence could extend. If all men devoted their means, as unreservedly and judiciously, to the glory of God as that admirable philanthropist', and lived, like him', with a single eye to the good of others', what a Paradise this world might bé, and what a Paradise each individual might carry within his own breast! Half the miseries of life proceed from "man's inhumanity to man'," but the sunshine of inward peace would, in such a casé, diffuse its cheerfulness externally', while increased and enlivened by the participation of others. Pope celebrates "The Man of Ross" in lines worth all the monuments in Hereford Cathedral'; and though no overgrown hospital emblazons his namé, because he preferred usefulness to celebrity', yet, hearing a description of all this excellent man did', a stranger might be apt to imagine that he enjoyed an almost boundless incomè, and learns, with astonishment, that all he achieved was on an income of only £500 a year. "The liberal soul shall be made fat', and he that watereth shall be watered also himself." How many persons are apt to beguile their own idleness, and excuse their own illiberality', by complacently imagining what they would do if endowed with the large fortune of another', thus reveling in generous deeds at the expense of their neighbors'; but when the ability arises', the inclination seems to declinè, or such actions, so often planned', would not continue always impossible. Instead of wishing for the leisure, the talents, or the wealth of another', we here study, with advantage, how much may be accomplished by the singlehanded exertions of onè individual', who had but a light purse to assist a willing mind. Of such a man it was formerly said in his epitaph', "He exported his fortune before him into heaven by his charities;-he is gone thither to enjoy it." During a life extended to ninety years', Mr.

Kyrle made it his business to act as the guardian of all around him. He apprenticed orphans', visited the sick', employed the idlè, fed the poor', erected an almshousè, repaired the town at his own expensè, enlarged the church', planted the neighboring woods', and built the marketplace. Alluding to all these acts of beneficence, Pope winds up his panegyric', which heroes and philosophers might envy', by exclaiming, in reference to the moral fame of this remarkable philanthropist',

"Blush, grandeur', blush'! proud courts', withdraw your blaze.

Ye little stars! hidè your diminish'd rays."

LESSON CVII.

BIRTHPLACE OF SHAKSPEARE.

MEANTIME A- and I prepared a fine burst of enthusiasm when approaching Stratford-on-Avon', where an hour was most interestingly passed in wandering from Shakspeare's birthplacé, a butcher's shop', to his tomb. This was not long to bestow on the whole existence of our illustrious poet', to whom we are indebted for so much entertainment and instruction'; but, though no author fills up so large a space in the public eye, yet as an individual, little of his private life is known. Originally a butcher', killing his own mutton' before he murdered kings', then a poacher', and last an actor', the three professions least respected in society', his fame is nevertheless pre-eminent now above monarchs, many of whom owe much of their celebrity to his genius'; and Queen Elizabeth herself, "in maiden majesty sublime," derives additional luster from his pen', which handed all contemporaries down to future honor or ridiculé, according to his own inclination. That worthy old country gentleman, Sir Thomas Lucy', has acquired much ludicrous celebrity', and undergone the bastinado during more than two centuries', in consequence of his rencounter with the bard of Avon, who might perhaps never have become a bard at all but for the trial, and consequent embarrassments', which drove him to the stagé, and piqued him into writing "Justice Shallow."

As a fire never blazes up thoroughly unless well beaten and violently stirred', so great genius would often smolder indolently away were it not for a few well-applied strokes. The Irish orator Curran completely stuck in all his attempts at public speaking', till, accidentally irritated beyond all bounds', he started up in a rage', and made so splendid an appearance, that ever afterwards he felt perfect confidence in his own powers.

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Shakspeare found, by sad experience, how truly this world our school', our theater', our prison', and our grave." Most of the applause occasioned by his brilliant appearance on the stage of life came after his exit. If he could have been called back, as performers are at a concert, to receive reiterated plaudits', his own success would have astonished him. The birthplace of Sir Isaac Newton, at Coltersworth, is scarcely known or noticed'; but the ornamental being generally preferred to the useful in literaturé, pilgrims flock from every quarter, doing homage to the bard of Avon's memory. One of these enthusiasts stole a pen' which belonged to the bust of Shakspearè-a most unaccountable theft', as it never could be shown'; and the perpetrator, certainly, endured what Dr. Johnson declares to be the most unpleasant of all sensations' the "consciousness of a crime committed in vain."

LESSON CVIII.

TOO MUCH FONDNESS FOR WHAT IS EUROPEAN.

WE have in North America, almost within the United States', all the variety of climate that is to be found in the world'; and if there be one spot on this globe more likely to prove serviceable to invalids than any other', it may be met with here. In opposition to the boasted superiority of southern Europe, to prefer our own country as an asylum for the diseased', as well as oppressed of all nations', may be considered as little short of heresy'; and to say aught against the good opinions of those who think that every good thing in this world must have its origin or prototype in Europe', may, in this enlightened age, be deemed illiberal', at least', if not incompatible with common sense.

At the risk, then, of being considered intolerant or indiscreet, the writer takes this occasion to enter his protest, in the most decided, unequivocal terms', against the prevailing ridiculous fondness for every thing European-against a hankering after imported folly and nonsense', which is not only in itself unwise, but unbecoming a people proverbial for boasting of their republicanism and independence. Our fondness for whatever comes from the Eastern World is so well known', that the reason why we are so shamefully imposed upon, and treated with such base ingratitude', is readily understood; but we profit nothing from experience—we take every renegade by the hand', and think him a paragon of perfection', till he grossly libels us', or plainly tells the truth. I have no desire to treat our mother country with disrespect', nor have I any disposition to receive, with the multitude of good things coming from her', a greater multitude of evil'; herein consists our error', in not making a discrimination between what is valuable' and what is worthless. This love of European fashion, and this aping of foreign manners, has not only extended itself to what and how we eat, drink, dress, and sleep', and, in fact, to all our life, and all the intercourse of life', but to the very air we breathe. We must wear European hats, European coats', European dresses'; and, if we have some trifling, unimportant disease', off we go to breathe the European atmosphere. There is a probability that an individual who follows the example of another in smäll matters', will soon imitate him in those of more importance`; and if one man thinks well enough of another to be particular, and take special pains' to wear his clothes of the same fashion', and ape his actions and manners', his thoughts` will ere long wear the same hue', and the whole character of the imitator will be a true copy of the original.

Every person of intelligence cannot be ignorant', and, however fond he may be of whatever comes across the Atlantic, he will not deny', that all European cities are deeply imbued with licentiousness and vice'; and, on the other hand', Europeans acknowledge the contrary` state of things in this country' to form our chief ornament. If we import their fashions and their manners, their modes of life, and their ways of thinking' come with them, for they are inseparably connected. We thus lose our nationality, and become transformed and amalgamated', in a manner little becoming independent republicans'; and we thus have infused into us