pounds;—and I had hoped to have added it to his stock, and have become his partner as well as his son. I drew this out of the bank where I had placed it. There were other temptations besides the skittle-ground. My new companions introduced me to public-houses, where, in dark and stinking back-parlours, there was card-playing and dicing. I still lost my money, for I hated myself, and I was therefore impetuous. The hours of leisure became too little for my fatal pursuit. I often went to these haunts of infamy at my dinner-time; and, like a careless and wicked servant, I sometimes stayed through the whole afternoon. The garden became neglected; my good old master's trade fell off; he had heard of my follies, and he told me, with a firmness which nothing could shake, that, for the peace of himself and his child, we must part. "I had long seen how my fatal passion would terminate; but yet I was so besotted that I thought my master used me ill. I loved his daughter, though I had treated her unkindly; and I fancied that, if I could recover back my little property, the objection to our union would cease. I went to the town, and spent all my remaining money in the purchase of a lottery-ticket. "The day came on which I was to quit my good old master. He would not allow me to see my Susan ;-but he wept bitterly as he gave me his hand. I fell at his feet, and confessed my errors with sincere contrition. But he would not hear of any proposition that I should continue with him. He loved his daughter too well, he said, to confide her happiness to a gambler. “The day on which I left a place which had been so dear to me was the day on which the drawing of the lottery was announced. I went to the office. I could hardly ask the fate of my ticket;—when the clerk said it was a blank, I stood like an idiot.* He laughed at me ; * The state lottery was in existence when this was written. It has been wisely abandoned, for some years. But there are now even worse evils of gambling, in connexion with horse-races, which are amongst the disgraces of our times. --it was well that in my rage I did not strike him to the ground. I rushed out of the town almost like a madman. I passed that night in the fields. The next wicked impulse of my mind was to destroy myself;-but, God be thanked, I struggled with that temptation. In the morning I recovered a little composure. I thought of the Heaven I had so long abandoned;-I prayed most fervently for the assistance of the Almighty-and my prayer was heard. "I wandered on to the next town. I saw, from a newspaper, that a gentleman wanted a gardener. I applied to be hired. He asked for a reference for my character;-I told him the story of my follies without any concealment. He appeared to trust in my contrition ;he wrote to my old master, who did not speak very ill of me; he engaged me. "For two years I served this good gentleman with perfect diligence and fidelity. I lost not an hour;-and I shunned all sort of gambling as I would the plague. At the end of that time I heard that the father of my Susan was no more. I hastened to assure her of my repentance and my reformation. I had saved a little money once again;-I threw it into her lap, and it enabled her to pay a pressing creditor,-for her father's business had been neglected, and he had scarcely left money to discharge his debts. She had confidence enough in me to accept this sum as a loan. In another year, her prudence did not prevent her affection from receiving me as a husband. We married; - and the world has gone smoothly with us. But I sometimes grieve to think how my errors must have embittered the lives of those I loved;-and I thank my God, who did not desert me in my extremest temptation. So now you see why I cautioned my boy against a Game at Skittles.' The good man finished his narrative, which I promised to treasure up in my memory. His kind-hearted wife invited me to partake of their simple meal of bread and cheese and radishes, and I could not help lingering round this abode of peace. The two other children of this worthy couple came in from their play;—and as the chapter in the Bible was read, and the evening hymn sung by their sweet and innocent voices, I felt what power had called back William Johnson from his course of evil, and had made him the head of a happy and virtuous household. THE GYPSIES. Ir is a threatening eve, but yet the sky Rapidly, as the cold willows dip their leaves Hath its own joy. Hark! now, how sweetly mournful That the sense strains to catch,-a low soft voice, With the clear moonshine and the blossomy gale; Saw you that light, That sparkles on the stream? A low smoke creeps And the lithe weeds that twine about the bank, The only busy one. That wither'd hag Hath heard our voices; now, she stirs the flame, Most happy, or most wretched, though your tasks Of pilfering idleness have bowed you low, G Ye seem to me as things of other times, Sages and seers! is your mysterious lore Yet known to such as these? They have a bond For them hath ignorance veil'd ;--but yet they cling The simple maid with many a perilous tale Of glade or dingle; something that Nature owns. THE BURIAL OF CHARLES THE FIRST. "AND now, good Master Mason, you may to your work. Hereabout I think be the spot;-and by the time that you have removed the earth I will again attend you." |