forrow; and when the perceived a stranger, whom the old woman now introduced to her, a blush at first, and then the gentle ceremonial of native politenefs, which the affliction of the time tempered, but did not extinguifh, croffed it for a moment, and changed its expreffion. 'Twas fweetnefs all, however, and, our philofopher felt it ftrongly. It was not a time for words; he offered his fervices in a few fincere ones. "Monfieur lies miferably "ill here," faid the gouvernante; "if he "could poffibly be moved any where.”—“ If "he could be moved to our houfe," said her mafter He had a fpare bed for a friend, and there was a garret-room unoccupied, next to the gouvernante's. It was contrived accor dingly. The fcruples of the ftranger, who could look fcruples, though he could not fpeak them, were overcome, and the bashful reluctance of his daughter gave way to her belief of its ufe to her father. The fick man was wrapt in blankets, and carried acrofs the ftreet to the English gentleman's. The old woman helped his daughter to nurfe him there. The furgeon, who arrived foon after, prefcribed a little, and nature did much for him him; in a week he was able to thank his be nefactor. By that time his hoft had learned the name and character of his gueft. He was a Protestant clergyman of Switzerland, called, La Roche, a widower, who had lately buried his wife, after a long and lingering illness, for which travelling had been prescribed, and was now returning home, after an ineffectual and melancholy journey, with his only child, the daughter we have mentioned. He was a devout man, as became his profeffion. He poffeffed devotion in all its warmth, but with none of its afperity; I mean, that afperity which men, called devout, fometimes indulge in. Mr, though he felt no devotion, never quarrelled with it in others. His gouvernante joined the old man and his daughter in the prayers and thankfgivings which they put up on his recovery; for fhe, too, was a heretic, in the phrase of the village. The philofopher walked out, with his long ftaff and his dog, and left them to their prayers and thankfgivings.-"My "mafter,"- faid the old woman, "alas! he "is not a Chriftian; but he is the beft of un"believers." "Not a Chriftian!"-exclaim ed ed Mademoiselle La Roche, " yet he faved my "father! Heaven blefs him for't; I would "he were a Christian!” "There is a pride "in human knowledge, my child," faid her father, which often blinds men to the fub"lime truths of revelation; hence, oppofers "of Christianity are found among men of vir"tuous lives, as well as among those of diffi"pated and licentious characters. Nay, "fometimes I have known the latter more ea"fily converted to the true faith than the for mer, because the fume of paffion is more "eafily diffipated than the mist of falfe theory "and delufive fpeculation."-" But Mr," faid his daughter, "alas! my father, he shall "be a Chriftian before he dies." - She was interrupted by the arrival of their landlordHe took her hand with an air of kindnefsShe drew it away from him in filence; threw down her eyes to the ground, and left the room"I have been thanking God," faid the good La Roche," for my recovery. "That is right," replied his landlord." I "would not wifh," continued the old man, hefitatingly," to think otherwife; did I not "look up with gratitude to that Being, I "fhould barely be fatisfied with my recovery, <as as a continuation of life, which, it may be, "is not a real good: "ment "wish I had died, that you had left me to die, "Sir, instead of kindly relieving me, (he "clafp'd Mr's hand); - but, when I "look on this renovated being as the gift of "the Almighty, I feel a far different fentimy heart dilates with gratitude and "love to him; it is prepared for doing his "will, not as a duty, but as a pleasure, "and regards every breach of it, not with difapprobation, but with horror." "You "fay right, my dear Sir," replied the philo. fopher; but you are not yet re-established " enough to talk much "of your health, and you must take care neither study nor I have been think "preach for fome time. "ing over a scheme that ftruck me to-day "when you mentioned your intended depar «<ture. I never was in Switzerland; I have "a great mind to accompany your daughter "and you into that country I will help to "take care of you by the road; for, as I "was your first phyfician, I "fponfible for your cure." hold myself re La Roche's eyes gliften'd at the propofal; his daughter was called in and told of it. She was equally pleafed |