predicament, fupplied the place of his right arm; a mortal palenefs hung on his countenance, and he feemed juft ready to expire. He was fupported on the left by an old failor, who had come to his affiftance from a neighbouring tenement, and, on the right, by a young woman, plain, but neat in her dress, a fine figure, and rather handfome: fhe was in the attitude of alternately wiping and fanning his face with a white handkerchief, which fhe held in her hand for that purpose. We paffed within a few paces, but fhe was too much engaged to take the leaft notice of us. Clementina's eye was immoveably fixed on the deplorable object 'till the carriage took us quite out of fight. She then turned to Sophron, and faid, " Did you see that miserable man?" Yes, I faw him, my dear, (replied Sophron,) and am much afraid he falls a victim, at this awful crifis, to a mistaken zeal in the fervice of his country!" "Suppose that, my dear, (faid Clementina,) to be the cafe, is he not an object of compaffion?" "Yes, undoubtedly he is; and I wifh it may be in my power to do any thing for his relief.”

As foon as we reached Plymouth, Jofeph was immediately dispatched to the fpot for intelligence, and, in less than an hour, returned with the following particulars.

Conrade

Conrade and Nancy had been play-fellows from their early infancy; their growing attachment had been long obferved by all their acquaintance, and laft Chriftmas their mutual loves were confummated in honourable marriage to the entire fatisfaction of all their relations on both fides.

On the first of February, the day appointed for his going on board for the Weft-Indies, they took leave with all the endearment of reciprocal affection and tenderness. Near feven tedious months of feparation had now paffed in painful anxieties, and fervent wishes for each other's welfare; when the Hope, Dobfon, with fome other fhips from Jamaica, having had a profperous voyage, came into the found, all well, on the twenty-fifth of September. Nancy foon received the much wifhed for intelligence, and ran to the beach, with two or three of her acquaintance to welcome her faithful Conrade to his native fhores.

By this time the Hope had made the harbour; and Conrade, having caught fight of his lovely Nancy, appeared one of the first on deck, waving his handkerchief at the end of his cane, the joyful fignal to her of his health and fafety. At this critical moment a boat from one of the men of

war

war came along fide the Hope, and inftantly boarded her, to the furprize of the whole fleet, (for the warrants had come down but the night before,) feized all the hands on board, and carried them off in favage triumph.-But, my Sylvia, who can tell what the lovers must feel from this unexpected stroke! "Conrade (continued Joseph) appeared in the height of frenzy: he stamped, he raved, he begged, he prayed, but all in vain.Nothing could restrain their brutal violence!Nancy faw him in all this agony of diftrefs.-She clapped her hand on her breaft,-turned pale as death, and funk away!-Her companions could hardly keep life in her, and had much ado to bring her back that evening to her lodgings.Early the next morning, poor thing, fhe faw her faithful Conrade brought home, all bloody and lifeless! He had attempted his escape, and, in the scuffle had received a large wound from a cutlafs on his head, another on his left knee, a third from a mufket ball, which had fractured the bone of his right arm, juft above the elbow; and was fo faint with the lofs of blood, that it was thought he could not recover. But as foon as he heard the well known voice of his lovely Nancy, he feemed to revive a little. A Surgeon was immediately procured, who, having examined the two wounds on his head and knee, pronounced them

curable.

curable. But the bone of the arm was fo dreadfully fractured, that it was fuppofed nothing but an immediate amputation could fave his life. The operation was inftantly performed, and there were great hopes of his recovery."'

An ODE to HEALTH.

H! hail thou ruling power of foft repofe,
Without whofe aid, no joy the fovereign

knows:

But bleft with thee, the captive hugs his chain,
Sings at his work, and happy toils again.
Thrice hail! O come with look and ftep ferene,
Such as in ftraw built cots thou oft art feen,
Where peace and innocence delight to dwell,
Where too you'll find that all within are well,
And ease the pains that now my frame opprefs,
That I may live again in happiness.

With leaden flumbers lull my watchful eyes,
That free from pain, I early may arise

With gladden'd foul, and fill'd with thanks to

heaven,

For the great mercies which to me are given:
Nor fhall my foul, when with returning health
She frolicks gay, and riots in the wealth.
Offport, and pleasure, c'er forget what's due
To God, all-wife; all-powerful, and you,

ON

ON VIRTUE.

No joys of fenfe, like conscious goodness
N° please,

More bright than glory, and more soft than ease;
In profpect treach'rous, "thofe enchant the eye,
Yet when approach'd, illufive, fleet, and die:
Still others spring, still please and cheat the fame;
While hop'd for-mountains, when poffefs'd-a name:
So charms a cloud, with every colour gay,
When from afar, it breaks the fevenfold ray;
But if we reach it, we difcern no more
The flatt'ring colours fo admired before.
'Tis virtue reigning in the gen'rous heart,
Alone can true fubftantial bliss impart ;
"Tis this ftrong beaming, tho' our noon be past,
Bids life's fhort day be fplendid to the last,
Charms pain and fickness in the faint and fage,
And melts to joy the oar of frozen age:
In want, content (unenvy'd wealth) beftows;
In fickness, patience; and in pomp repose:
All wonders rife at her enliv'ning breath,
A life of rapture from the wound of death.