upon a mere circumstantial basis, the authoress indulges in the following apposite remarks :— long illustrious house of Hamilton is the Marquis of Aber- "Of the renowned Douglas, whose high deeds, And military title capital, 'The tale, as Ellen told it, was brief and simple enough, and that there was any merit in such a system of self-morable blood in their veins; they have that of the regal devotion never seemed to enter her mind for a moment; but to Mrs Hamilton it revealed such an amount of suffering and trial, such a quiet, systematic, heroic endurance, that she unconsciously drew that young delicate being closer and closer to her, as if her love should protect her in future from any such trial; and from what had it all sprung? the misery of years, at a period when life should be so joyous and so free, that care and sorrow flee it as too purely and too briefly happy to approach? From a few thoughtless words from a thoughtless partial mother, whose neglect and dislike had pronounced that disposition cold, unloving, and inanimate, whose nature was so fervid, so imaginative, that the utmost care should have been taken to prevent the entrance of a single thought or feeling too precocious, too solemn for her years. It may be urged, and with truth, that to an ordinary child the promise might have been forgotten, or heedlessly laid aside, without any harm accruing from it, but it was from not caring to know the real character of the little being, for whose happiness and virtue she was responsible, that the whole mischief sprung; and it is this neglect of maternal duty, against which we would so earnestly warn those who may not have thought about it. It is not enough to educate the mind, to provide hodily necessaries, to be indulgent in the gift of pleasure and amusement, the heart must be won and taught; and to do so with any hope of success, the character must be transparent as the day: and what difficulty, what hinderance, can there or ought there to be in obtaining this important knowledge to a mother, from whose breast the babe has received its nourishment, from whose arms it has gradually slipped away to feel its own independence, from whose lips it has received its first lessons, at whose knee lisped its first prayer? How comparatively trifling the care, how easy the task to learn the opening disposition and natural character, so as to guide with gentleness and love, and create happiness, not for childhood alone, though that is much, but for youth and maturity!' Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ,' the eldest son of the house of Hamilton, though he owned no other lineage, might well claim to stand on an equality with a princess of one of the small German regalities. We cannot do better in our heraldic gossipping than turn to the next oldest ducal house of Scotland-that of Buccleuch. Luck in families' has done much for this onethe succession to the additional dukedom of Queensberry, and the vast attendant estates, being a stroke of fortune which a marriage in 1720 could scarcely have been expected to cause in 1810. However, it really did do so, the union of Lady Jane Douglas with the heir of Buccleuch leaving the fruits thereof ultimate heirs to the principal titles and estates of the house of Queensberry. But, though Sir Walter Scott loved to call the dukes of Buccleuch the chiefs of his clan, they really are not Scotts but Stuartsthe noted Duke of Monmouth, natural son of Charles II. by Lucy Waters, having been married to the heiress of the house. From him springs directly the present line. It is odd enough, that the old border Scotts, a race so valiant and powerful, are understood to be represented in the direct male line by the Napiers, a family far famed at this hour for warlike daring. Sir William Scott of Thirlestane wedded the Baroness Napier in her own right, and from him, who took her family designation, descend our fighting We can heartily recommend this work, as both a useful heroes of the latter name, the Sir Charles of the sea, and and instructive one, to the class to whom it is addressed. the Sir Charles of Scinde, as well as the famous hisIt is such as a woman of cultivated mind and benevolent torian of the Peninsular war, General W. F. P. Napier. warm sentiments would write, and may safely and with Thus the border Scotts do keep up their old repute for advantage be placed in the hands of susceptible and in-valiancy, and that in no common degree. Our reasons for telligent youths. A GOSSIP ABOUT LUCK IN FAMILIES.' SECOND PAPER. Ir is a singular thing that scarcely any of our leading families in the peerage represent, in the direct male line, the houses from which they derive their names and dignities. For example, as regards designation, the Duke of Hamilton may be called a Hamilton, but he is properly a Douglas, by that general rule which draws the denomination of the child from the male parentage. The eldest son of a past Marquis of Douglas, by a second marriage, was wedded to the heiress of the great house of Hamilton. That marquisate of Douglas was changed to a dukedom, in favour of the last male descendant in the line of the first marriage. At his death without heirs of his body, the famous Douglas cause came before the courts of Scotland, the Duke of Hamilton claiming not only the title of Marquis of Douglas, as direct and first male descendant of the ancient holders of that dignity, but also asserting a right to more or less of the estates of the Douglas house, on the plea that the sister of the last duke (Lady Jane Stewart) was bringing forward a supposititious child of hers to acquire the said property. This great cause long agitated the Scottish courts, and was at length finally settled by appeal to the House of Lords, when the Duke of Hamilton lost the estates, though his right to the marquisate of the house of Douglas, now borne as a secondary title by the eldest son, was fully acknowledged. So that the true male heir of the believing the Scotts of Thirlestane (now Napiers) to be the true male heirs of the house are so far confirmed by the testimony of Lockhart, in his life of his great father-in-law. All the older branches have been broken by female succession, it is believed. But, be this as it may, the eminent Napiers of this day are, at all events, indubitably Scotts, and share the family blood of him who, of late days, made the name more eminent than it ever was or will be rendered, even by such deeds of heroism as he loved to honour and perpetuate in song. The Buccleuch house obtained another splendid windfall by a marriage with the family of Montagu, which, on the failure of its male line, brought a new barony and large estates to a second son of the house of Buccleuch, the late Lord Montagu. This made well up for a loss of a part of the Queensberry estates. Curious enough was the way in which these last were split up. The Buccleuchs got the lion's share in the magnificent Drumlanrig property and palace, but could not prevent the heir-male from obtaining the marquisate of Queensberry with a pendicle of the estates into the bargain; another portion, and a fine one, comprising a large division of Peeblesshire, went to the Earl of Wemyss, with the title of Earl of March. All this disseverment arose from the legal distinction betwixt heirs of line, heirs male, and heirs of entail. The Duke of Queensberry, first of that title, and the most eminent of his race, had little thought when he left one of his sons heir to a ducal dignity, and procured earldoms to two if not three others, that almost all of his vast wealth would go to the heirs of other names. It was by a union with the sister of the first Earl of March, some century ago, that the Lord Wemyss of the day transmitted so handsome a provision to his descendants as one-fourth of the lands of Tweeddale. Sufficiently odd it is, again, that that family greatly needed such a boon from sources of an incidental kind. The share taken by Lord Elcho, the heir of the Wemyss honours, in the rebellion of 1745, led to the alienation of the true and ancient family estates in Fife in favour of a younger branch; and the elder scion would have been almost landless, but for his inheritance of the property of his grandsire, the too famous or rather notorious Colonel Charteris. This provision was large, yet the earldom would not have been a wealthy one, but for the singular good fortune which sent in the way of its heirs a liberal portion of the divided Queensberry domains. things; it gives a lesson on their condition to poor men; but we shall leave that lesson to be developed by and by, and shall only observe, in the mean time, that these laws of entail, which at once defraud the younger branches of a family of their due share of patrimonial property, and set just creditors at defiance, will and must get a check some day soon. The general result of them is as here stated, though particular instances may be cited to the contrary, and though we ourselves have shown cases where it was fortunate to be a younger son; but even there the good fortune came but by entails, possibly to many very injurious. COUNT LAVALLETTE. THE subject of the following brief sketch was one of those numerous children of fortune whom the French Revolution called into active being, and whose individual life is chiefly interesting on account of that escape which saved him from an ignominious death, and illustrated the heroic devotion which can dwell in the breast of a fragile woman. Let us pursue our notice of the Scottish dukedoms. Here, again, we find something striking in the way of our heraldic tittle-tattle. The third Scottish dukedom is that of Lennox, conjoined with the English title of Richmond; and is held by the descendants of a natural son of Charles II., to which monarch the title reverted on the failure of issue from the sixth Duke of Lennox and fourth of Richmond-the titles being princely ones belonging to the Stuarts of Darnley. The merry' monarch was liberal, it is well known, in giving honours and estates to the off-mony of honest poverty, a liberal education, intending spring of his merriness, and the Lennox family, as they finally called themselves, shared largely in the distribution of both gifts. To please Charles, and add to the obligation conferred by an annuity of French gold, Louis XIV. made the mistress of the English king Duchess of Aubigny in the Gallic realm; and thus the present heads of the house hold the triple titles of Lennox, Richmond, and Aubigny, in Scotland, England, and France. But still the conjoined dukedoms had become rather poor, until a certain Colonel Lennox married an elder daughter of the Gordons, and so, by a singular turn of fortune, the Lennoxes ultimately have obtained nearly the whole of the vast estates of the famous Cocks of the North,' the Dukes of Gordon. Here was, indeed, a lift in the world! It is some consolation to those who love the old names of Scottish story, that the marquisate of Huntley fell to the heir-male, the Earl of Aboyne; but, alas! he, too, is not a Gordon strictly, a female succession in the fifteenth century having turned the Gordon chiefs into Seatons! The house of Argyle, fifth on the ducal roll in Scotland, is one apparently of unbroken descent in the male line, from sire to son, for a great number of centuries. We are fond enough of our old historic names to wish that such may long be the case; and there is a prophecy among the Western Highlanders, which, though we do not put very much faith in such things, may, we hope, be fulfilled. The family was to decline, it was said, till a new duke with red hair succeeded in the line of the great duke John. The present Lord Lorne presents this characteristic very strikingly, beyond all doubt; and, to speak more seriously, he has also already evidenced the possession of somewhat superior talents. Let us leave to the future, however, the discovery whether the second-sighted men of the west are right or wrong in their prognostications. Two other ducal families of Scotland are unblemished as regards direct male descent, namely, the Athol and Montrose houses. But what to call the Dukes of Roxburgh would puzzle all kings-at-arms. They were first Norman Cars, then Scottish Kers, then Drummonds, then Bellendens, and latterly they bore the name of Innes; at least, an Innes now holds the title and estates of Roxburgh; and a capital throw of family luck it was for a poor northern baronet to pick up a dukedom and its rather valuable appanages in the year 1812, in consequence of the marriage of his greatgreat-grandfather with a younger daughter of the house of Roxburgh in the year 1666. About our marquisates of Scotland we have not much to say, having touched on the Queensberry case already; excepting that we may note it as singular that a younger scion of that house, born before 1600, should leave a high succession to be enjoyed by his descendants of so late a day as our own time. There lies a moral in all these M. Lavallette, who was the son of a respectable trades. man, was born in Paris in the year 1769. His father, who was himself well-educated, gave his son that best patrihim for one of the learned professions. Averse to the priesthood, Lavallette chose the profession of an attorney, and his father, satisfied with his choice, procured him the situation of clerk to a notary named Donemanget. The dawn of the Revolution drew the youth from the obscurity of his situation into the bustle and stir of the political societies and the ranks of the national guard. Disgusted with the licentiousness of the mob, he forsook his former associates, and obtained employment from M. D'Ormesson, the king's librarian; from the teachings of this man and his sympathies for the distressed royal family, he became a devoted royalist, having joined the army and fought in the defence of the Tuileries against the mob. He afterwards entered the republican legion of the Alps, and served with distinction in the first German campaign. He rose to be adjutant of engineers, and was subsequently chosen aid-de-camp by General Baraguey D'Hilliers. He became attached to Bonaparte prior to the Italian campaign, was nominated aid-de-camp and captain by that general on the field of Arcola, and was otherwise distinguished. Napoleon paid him the questionable compliment of choosing him for his political agent and spy upon the Parisian factions during the existence of the directory, and he was so pleased with his zeal and activity that, on his return to the scene of war, he was deputed to hector and otherwise terrify the little republic of Genoa. Lavallette proceeded, sword in hand, to the senate house of the little republic, and, in the midst of the assembled senators, imperiously demanded satisfaction for some insult offered to France, and forced the Doge to abandon his relations with Britain. After the peace of Campo Formio, Bonaparte proceeded to Paris, leaving Lavallette in Rastadt, from which place be was recalled, and married by the general to Mademoiselle Beauharnais, a niece of Josephine's first husband. Immediately after his marriage he was despatched to Egypt, where he was admitted to the intimacy of his patron, and followed him through the slaughters of his Egyptian campaign. He was subsequently deputed plenipotentiary to the court of Austria, to negotiate a peace, but General Moreau had preceded him, peace was concluded, and he returned to Paris. After the assumption of the consular office by Bonaparte, Lavallette was nominated commissioner-general of the post-office, which, at the establishment of the empire, was modified to the title of postmaster-general; at a later period, Napoleon named him count, counseller of state, and grand officer of the Legion of Honour. Lavallette devoted himself with zeal to the duties of his office, and seemed to desire no higher elevation; for when Napoleon, on his return from Elba in 1815, offered him the ministry of the home department, he preferred the resumption of his post-office duties. On the 18th July, 1815, on the restoration of the Bour bons, he was apprehended while at table with his friends, and placed in solitary confinement. On the 19th November he was arraigned before a jury, accused of having been implicated in that conspiracy of the 10th March which was crushed on the bloody plains of Waterloo, and, although he ably defended himself, his doom was sealed. He heard his sentence with great calmness; and, taking farewell of all those who had witnessed against him, returned to his gloomy cell. The eve of the day of execution, the 24th of December, had arrived; and all hope of saving him had been abandoned, except by one heroic woman. Madame Lavallette's health had been seriously impaired by her previous sufferings; and, for several weeks preceding, in order to avoid the movement of her carriage, she had used a sedan-chair. About half-past three on the afternoon of the 23d, she arrived at the Conciergerie, seated as usual in this chair, and clothed in a furred riding coat of red merino, with a large black hat and feathers on her head. She was accompanied by her daughter, a young lady about twelve years of age, and an elderly woman, attached to M. Lavallette's service, of the name of Dutoit. The chair was ordered to wait for her at the gate of the Conciergerie. At five o'clock Jaques Eberle, one of the wicket-keepers of the Conciergerie, who had been specially appointed by the keeper of the prison to the guard and service of Lavallette, took his dinner to him, of which Madame and Mademoiselle Lavallette, and the widow Dutoit, partook. After dinner, which lasted an hour, Eberle served up coffee, and left Lavallette's apartment, with orders not to return till he was rung for. Towards seven o'clock the bell rang. Roquette, the jailer, was at that moment near the fire-place of the hall, with Eberle, to whom he immediately gave orders to go into Lavallette's chamber. Roquette heard Eberle open the door which led to that chamber, and immediately after he saw three persons, dressed in female attire, advance, who were followed by Eberle. The person whom he took to be Madame Lavallette was attired in a dress exactly the same as hers, in every particular, and, to all outward appearance, no one could have imagined but that they saw that lady herself passing before them. A white handkerchief covered the face of this person, who seemed to be sobbing heavily, while Mademoiselle Lavallette, who walked by the side, uttered the most lamentable cries. Every thing presented the spectacle of a family given up to the feelings of a last adieu. The keeper melted, and deceived by the disguise and scanty light of two lamps, had not the power, as he afterwards said, to take away the handkerchief which concealed the features of the principal individual in the group; and, instead of performing his duty, presented his hand to the person (as he had been used to do to Madame Lavallette), whom he conducted, along with the other two persons, to the last wicket. Eberle then stepped forward, and ran to call Madame Lavallette's chair. | It came instantly; the feigned Madame Lavallette stepped into it, and was slowly carried forward, followed by Mademoiselle Lavallette and the widow Dutoit. When they had reached the Quay-des-Orfevres they stopped; Lavallette came out of the chair, and in an instant disappeared. Soon after the keeper, Roquette, entered the chamber of Lavallette, where he saw no one, but heard some one stirring behind a screen which formed part of the furniture of the apartment. He concluded it was Lavallette, and withdrew without speaking. After a few minutes, he returned a second time and called; no one answered. He began to fear some mischief, advanced beyond the screen, and there saw Madame Lavallette. He is gone!' she tremulously ejaculated. Ah! madame,' exclaimed Roquette, 'you have deceived me.' He wished to run out to give the alarm, but Madame L. caught hold of him by the coatsleeve. Stay, Monsieur Roquette, stay.'-'No, madame, this is not to be borne.' A struggle ensued, in which the coat was torn; but Roquette at last forced himself away, and gave the alarm. Lavallette, after having escaped from the Conciergerie, was still far from being out of danger. In order to baffle the vigilance of the police, it was necessary that his place of concealment should be such as not to fall within their suspicion; and with this view the hotel of the Duc de Richelieu, then prime minister of France, was selected. Bold as this scheine was, it proved perfectly successful. The occupant of a part of this hotel was one M. Bresson, who held an office under government, and who had no particular sympathy with the friends of Napoleon. M. Bresson had been a meniber of the national convention, and for the part which he took in favour of Louis XVI. he was outlawed, and both he and his wife obliged to fly. For the kind treatment they received while under concealment, Madame Bresson made a vow, that if ever opportunity of fered she would endeavour to show her gratitude for this preservation of herself and husband, by saving the life of some person in similar circumstances. One of Lavallette's friends knowing this, applied to her to receive the fugitive, to which both she and M. Bresson readily consented; and under the same roof with the prime minister, and in the very centre of those who were laying every scheme for his apprehension, did Lavallette remain for three weeks. But he had still to get out of Paris-out of France—and a more difficult achievement can hardly be conceived; for the moment his escape was discovered, nothing could exceed the activity with which he was sought after by the agents of government. Bills, describing his person with the greatest exactness, were quickly distributed all over France; and there was not a postmaster, postilion, or gendarme, on any of the roads, who had not one of them in his pocket. Lavallette sought the means of escape, not among those of his countrymen whom he knew to be attached to the cause for which he was persecuted, nor even among those whom affection or gratitude bound to his family, but among those strangers whose presence, as conquerors, on his native soil, he had so much cause to lament. He had heard that to a truly British heart the pleadings of humanity were never made in vain; and he was now to make the experiment, in his own person, of the truth of the eulogium. On the 2d or 3d of January, he sent a person with an unsigned letter to Mr Michael Bruce, a Scottish gentleman resident at Paris, in which, after extolling the goodness of his heart, the writer said, he was induced, by the confidence which he inspired, to disclose to him a great secret-that Lavallette was still in Paris; adding, that he (Bruce) alone could save him, and requesting him to send a letter to a certain place, stating whether he would embark in the generous design. Mr Bruce was touched with commiseration; he spoke on the subject to two other countrymen, Sir Robert Wilson and Captain Hutchinson; and the result was, that the whole three joined in a determination to afford the unfortunate fugitive every assistance in their power to complete his escape. The friendly zeal which Michael Bruce had manifested in the fate of Ney, rendered him too great an object of suspicion in the eyes of the French court to move openly in facilitating Lavallette's escape, and consequently the active measures necessary to consummate that object devolved upon Sir Robert Wilson and Captain Hutchinson. It was decided that the fugitive should wear the regimentals of a British officer, and that Sir Robert Wilson himself in military costume should conduct him beyond the barriers of Paris in an English cabriolet. Fresh horses were to be ready at La Chapelle, from whence Lavallette and Sir Robert were to proceed to Compiegne, where a British officer named Ellister was to take Sir Robert's coach, which vehicle was to convey the fugitives to Mons by the way of Cambrai. Passports for a General Wallis and a Colonel Losack (Sir Robert Wilson's and Lavallette's assumed names) were obtained upon the former's solicitation and responsibility, and were duly signed by the minister of foreign affairs. This preliminary part of the business being happily settled, Mr Ellister proceeded to the police with Colonel Losack's passport, and asked for post-horses for Sir Robert Wilson's carriage; at the same time, to prevent suspicion, he hired a coach-house and apartments at a hotel, in Colonel Losack's name. The indefatigable Bruce had fortunately learned that the aid-de-camp of his cousin, General Brisbane, was to proceed on the 7th January, 1816, to Compiegne with the general's horses and baggage, and his assistance was enlisted to procure a quiet retreat for a few hours in that town for a person whom it was necessary should not be known. Mr Bruce then took Lavallette's measure to a tailor in order to procure some clothes, and that person remarking that the gentleman was lusty and that the measure had not been taken by one of the craft, the garments were ordered to be folded up and sent after the quarter-master, who could not wait on them. On Sunday evening the 7th January, Lavallette, at halfpast nine precisely, proceeded to Captain Hutchinson's lodgings; he was dressed in blue regimentals, and other wise well disguised. He appeared much affected when presented to the generous men who were risking their continuance in the army, and their liberty, for him who had been taught to consider their countrymen as his natural enemies. On Monday morning at half-past seven, Sir Robert Wilson was at the door of Captain Hutchinson's lodgings. He went up stairs to call the count, and in five minutes they were in the cabriolet together on their way to the Barriere de Clichy. An officer who met them seemed surprised at seeing a superior officer he did not know, but Sir Robert's servant eluded his inquiries, and the barriere was crossed at a slow pace, the gendarmes looking steadily at the two occupants of the carriage, while the act of saluting gave Lavallette an opportunity of concealing his features by bowing. The barriere being crossed, and the fugitive beyond the portals of Paris, his face was seen to glisten with a pleasure equal to the hazard of discovery. BEAUTIES OF NATURE. How beautiful to the eye and the heart rise up, in a pastoral region, the silent green hills from the dissolving snow-wreaths that yet linger at their feet! A few warm sunny days and a few breezy and melting nights, have seemed to create the sweet season of spring out of winter's bleakest desolation. We can scarcely believe that such brightness of verdure could have been shrouded in the snow, blending itself, as it now does, so vividly, with the deep blue of heaven. With the revival of nature our own souls feel restored: happiness becomes milder, meeker, and richer in pensive thought; while sorrow catches a faint tinge of joy, and reposes itself on the quietness of earth's opening breast. Then is youth rejoicing, manhood sedate, and old age resigned. The child shakes his golden curls in his glee-he of riper life hails the coming year with temperate exultation—and the eye that has been touched with dimness, in the general spirit of delight forgets, or fears not, the shadows of the grave. THE POETRY OF LIFE. (Written for the Instructor.) A humble home, a father's beaming eye, Of fashionable prudes; but sober truth, A RETROSPECT OF THE PAST. When the inordinate hopes of early youth, which pro At Chapelle they were alarmed at the sight of four gendarmes watching them; but Captain Hutchinson, who had ridden beside the cabriolet, dismissed them by informing them that they had come to look for quarters for a British division. These armed police were afterwards passed on the road, and the danger of discovery was imminent, for they possessed a description of the count's person. At Compiegne they were met by an orderly, and led to the quarters that had been provided by General Brisbane's aid-de-camp. At last, toward night, the carriage of Sir Robert Wilson was brought by Mr Ellister. It had been followed by suspicious gendarmes as far as Chapelle, and, there being now no time to lose, was supplied with fresh horses, and proceeded onwards. At the different posthouses there was a frequent questioning relative to the travellers, on which occasions the count kept back, and Sir Robert always took care to show as much of his own person as he could. Travelling at apparent leisure, yet invoke their own disappointment, have been sobered down great anxiety, they arrived at Cambrai, where three hours were lost on account of the obstinacy of the British sentry, whom neither entreaties nor threats could prevail upon to call the gatekeeper to open the gates. In passing through Valenciennes they were three times examined, and their passports were carried to the captain of the gendarmerie. They escaped this scrutiny, however, and, after proceeding another five miles, passed the last French barrier, crossed the frontier, and were free. The generous Sir Robert accompanied the count to Mons, who thence proceeded to Bavaria, where he obtained friends and protection, the brave men who had consummated his escape returning to the French capital. Thus was Lavallette delivered from the bloodthirsty vengeance of a faction, who too meanly cringed to Bonaparte while his star was in the ascendant to be generous to his friends when his power was finally crushed; and thus was the heroic devotion of a high-souled woman not allowed to be wasted in an attempt which, but for the disinterested and noble generosity of these British officers, would not have availed to save her husband. Madame Lavallette was subjected to the vicious malevolence of the French court faction, and was detained in prison, as if to give her husband's enemies an opportunity of tormenting her, by reporting the capture and fate of him for whom she had subjected herself to so much mental torture. She was liberated from the Conciergerie, but her mind never recovered the effects of the agony she had endured, and when her husband returned to France in 1822 she did not know him. Lavallette devoted his latter days to study and to the anxious care of his wife, and died in the bosom of his family at the age of sixty-one. by longer experience and more extended views-when the keen contentions and eager rivalries which employed our riper age have expired, or been abandoned-when we have seen, year after year, the objects of our fiercest hostility and of our fondest affections lie down together in the hallowed peace of the grave-when ordinary pleasures and amusements begin to be insipid, and the gay derision which seasoned them to appear flat and importunatewhen we reflect how often we have mourned and been comforted, what opposite opinions we have successively maintained and abandoned, to what inconsistent habits we have gradually been formed, and how frequently the objects of our pride have proved the sources of our shame -we are naturally led to recur to the careless days of our childhood, and from that distant starting place to retrace the whole of our career, and that of our cotemporaries, with feelings of far greater humility and indulgence than those by which it had actually been accompanied—to think all vain but affection and honour, the simplest and cheapest pleasures the truest and most precious, and generosity of sentiment the only mental superiority which ought either to be wished for or admired.-Lord Jeffrey. 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