to us; ts place; y; t God, and givenup to all the evils of chance.

    Yesterday I er a long urned ed.

    Everyto accuse tion of tle by-street, acquainted, and I found myself suddenly in to languis time y rags  to dry; tid gutters,iles!

    I felt oppressed ened on.

    A little fartopped by tal; a deadman, nailed dofuneral pomp or ceremony, and  follo  last friend of tcast--ter roducedas ttendant at to commit to to tomb, as less no one le ofsociety, he less?

    But y, if one of its members can the wind?

    tal  trance of  in destitution on our compassion till olive! roops of outcasts, in addition to trials imposed on allGods co endure tion. Union ts  in its subterranean city!

    A t is ties, if  excrouble  of to whe whole world is a life of joy?

    and t of Mao, in tales of ton -trees:

    quot;Alas! tians; tcotinual feast before tiny fliesare tore of fruit. t of taking every t ttle birds are ;

    But tural state is like t of ture. quot;tinual feast before ;

    , t selfis association  not be better for every one to turn again totile bosom of nature, and live ty in peace andliberty?

    August 20ts a red gloains; t he day.

    My eye al,  to-day it stops at ttress wes our .

    torms ripped top of its plaster covering, and dustcarried by ted in t of aerial terrace, alk of ed by a sickly ear t droops its yellow head.

    tray crop on t of s to t o me tiful ook as a cive province,  s, loaded he roads.

    I still rememb