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which discovered such vast penetration of judgment, such extensive knowledge of law, and was expressed with such energetic and manly eloquence, that astonished the judge and the whole court.

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As he was going on with his powerful demonstrations, the judge, in a surprise of soul, stopped him. "Where did you come from, and who are you?” “I came from Westminster Hall," replied the miller; my name is Matthew Hale, I am lord chief justice of the King's Bench. I have observed the iniquity of your proceedings this day; therefore, come down from a seat which you are nowise worthy to hold. You are one of the corrupt parties in this iniquitous business. I will come up this moment and try the cause all over again."

Accordingly, Sir Matthew went up, with his miller's dress and hat on, began the trial from its very commencement, and searched every circumstance of truth and falsehood. He evinced the elder brother's title to the estate, from the contradictory evidence of the witnesses, and the false reasoning of the pleaders; unravelled all the sophistry to the very bottom, and gained a complete victory in favor of truth and stice.

LESSON SIXTY-FOURTH.
The lapse of Time.

The lapse of time and rivers is the same,
Both speed their journey with a restless stream;
The silent pace with which they steal away,
No wealth can bribe, no prayers persuade to stay;
Alike irrevocable both when past,

And a wide ocean swallows both at last.
Though each resemble each in every part,

A difference strikes at length the musing heart;

Streams never flow in vain-where streams abound, How laughs the land with various plenty crowned! But time that should enrich the nobler mind, Neglected, leaves a dreary waste behind.

LESSON SIXTY-FIFTH.

Rural Charms.

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the laboring swain;
Where smiling spring its earliest visits paid,
And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed:
Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease!
Seats of my youth, when every sport could please!
How often have I loitered o'er thy green,
Where humble happiness endeared each scene!
How often have I paused on every charm!
The sheltered cot; the cultivated farm,
The never failing brook, the busy mill,

The decent church, that topped the neighboring hill;
The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade,
For talking age and whispering lovers made,
How often have I blessed the coming day,
When toil, remitting, lent its turn to play,
And all the village train, from labor free,
Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree!
While many a pastime circled in the shade,
The young contending as the old surveyed;
And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground,
And sleights of art and feats of strength went round;
And still, as each repeated pleasure tired,
Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired:
The dancing pair, that simply sought renown,
By holding out to tire each other down;
The swain, mistrustless of his smutted face,
While secret laughter tittered round the place;

The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love,
The matron's glance that would those looks reprove.
Sweet was the sound, when oft, at evening's close,
Up yonder hill the village murmur rose.

There, as I passed, with careless steps and slow,
The mingling notes came softened from below.
The swain responsive as the milkmaid sung;
The sober herd that lowed to meet their young;
The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool;
The playful children just let loose from school;
The watch dog's voice, that bay'd the whisp'ring wind;
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind;
These all, in soft confusion, sought the shade,
And filled each pause the nightingale had made.

LESSON SIXTY-SIXTH.

Inquisition in Spain.

The late Admiral Pye, having been on a visit to Southampton, and the gentleman under whose roof he resided having observed an unusual intimacy between him and his secretary, inquired into the degree of their relationship, as he wished to pay him suitable attention. The admiral informed him they were not related, but, their intimacy arose from a singular circumstance, which, by his permission, he would relate.

The admiral said, when he was captain, he was cruising in the Mediterranean. While on that station, he received a letter from shore, stating that the unhappy author of the letter was an Englishman; that, having been a voyage to Spain, he was enticed, while there, to become a papist, and, in process of time, was made a member of the inquisition; that there he witnessed the abominable wickedness and barbarity of the inquisitors. His heart recoiled at having embraced

a religion so horribly cruel, and so repugnant to the nature of God; and he was stung with remorse to think, if his parents knew what and where he was, their hearts would break with grief; that he was resolved to escape, if he (the captain) would send a boat in such a time and place; but begged secrecy, since, if his intentions were discovered, he would be immediately assassinated.

The captain returned for answer, that he could not, with propriety, send a boat; but, if he could devise any means to come on board, he would receive him as a British subject, and protect him. He did so; but, being missed, there was raised a hue and cry, and he was followed to the ship. A holy inquisitor demanded him, but he was refused. Another, in the name of "his holiness the Pope," claimed him; but the captain did not know him, or any other master, but his sovereign, King George.

At length, a third holy brother approached. The young man recognised him at a distance, and, in terror, ran to the captain, entreating him not to be deceived by him, for he was the most false, wicked, and cruel monster in all the inquisition. He was introduced, the young man being present; and, to obtain his object, began with the bitterest accusations against him; then he turned to the most fulsome flatteries of the captain; and, lastly, offered him a sum of money to resign him. The captain treated him with apparent attention, and said his offers were very handsome, and, if what he affirmed were true, the person in question was unworthy of the English name, or of his protection. The holy brother was elated. He thought his errand was acomplished.

While drawing his purse strings, the captain inquired what punishment would be inflicted on him. He replied, that was uncertain; but, as his offences were atrocious, it was likely his punishment would be exemplary. The captain asked, if he thought he

would be burnt in a dry pan. He replied, that must be determined by the holy inquisition; but it was not improbable. The captain then ordered the great copper to be heated, but no water to be put in.

All this while, the young man stood trembling; his cheeks resembled death; he looked to become an unhappy victim to avarice and superstition. The cook soon announced that the order was executed. "Then,

I command you to take this fellow,' pointing to the inquisitor, and fry him alive in the copper!" This unexpected command thunderstruck the holy father. Alarmed for himself, he rose to be gone. The cook began to bundle him away. "O good captain, good captain. "I'll teach him to attempt to bribe a British commander to sacrifice the life of an Englishman, to gratify a herd of bloody men."

Down the holy inquisitor fell upon his knees, offering him all his money, and promising never to return, if he would let him be gone. When the captain had sufficiently affrighted him, he dismissed him, warning him never to come again on such an errand. What must be the reverse of feelings in the Englishman to find himself thus happily delivered! He fell upon his knees, in a flood of tears, before the captain, and poured out a thousand blessings upon his brave and noble deliverer.

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This," said the admiral to the gentleman, "is the circumstance that began our acquaintance. I then took him to be my servant; he served me from affection; mutual attachment ensued, and it has invariably subsisted and increased to this day."

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