No pains nor expence was wanting, on the part of the father, to mould the genius of the young lady according to the strictest and most perfect models of female education. The various masters employed to instruct her declared that she acquired these precepts however abstruse or difficult, with a most incredible facility. Music she particularly excelled in. I have listened to her incomparable cribed. At the GRAVE, we take a solemn retrospect of the past, every incident of our lives good or bad, pass with rapidity before the unerring monitor of our bosoms, and the imagination pictures to us in perspective, the future state "in that country from whose borne no traveller returns!" At the grave, the unfeeling conqueror of man, deposits his spoil! Strength, wealth, pageantry and power, by his relentless arm, is le-performance of Handel's Messiah, velled low; and as if to make the picture of human nature the more humiliating, those who were their most favoured possessors are made "food for worms," whilst the pro-touch, causing the heart impulcess of animal putresence dissolve sively to thrill, and the soft breathinto senseless clay the forming melody of her voice ever won which once shone iu all the majesty of beauty and elegance.. Such were the sentiments that alternately arose in my bosom on visiting the tomb of LUCILLIA HOWARD. A plain stone designated the spot, whilst the scrap To Virtue dedicated, engraven on its surface, recalls to the minds of those who knew the once fair Lucillia, all those amiable qualities, those mild and softening virtues that once dignified the object that ow has mingled with its kindred earth. Lucillia Howard was the only daughter of an English gentleman residing in the village of NAt a very early age she discovered a capacity far beyond her years. on the piano, with astonishment; whilst the soft and liquid numbers of Moore acquired an indescribable charm under her magical the softest and dearest affections of the hearer. The acquirements of Lucillia were the least of her perfections; to a form of the ex actest symmetry, was combined a countenance that beamed the mildest radiance. This incomparable girl had just attained her seventeenth year, when I received an invitation from a younger brother of Mr. Howard (with whom formerly I had been in habits of intimacy) to pass a few weeks at Howard mansion. I ac cordingly complied and a few hours found me at the gate of my friend. Lucillia was the first who met me at the door. Four years, had elapsed since I last saw her, but Heavens! what a change so short a time had wrought in the fairest of her sex! I was almos dazzled, struck dumb with a face that but a few years before was scarcely distinguishable from that of a child, now, breaking forth in the strongest linaments of the most unparalelled beauty! I could not credit my senses. Motionless aud transfixed to the floor, I knew not what to say, until the dear girl with a smile the most enchanting that ever played upon the lips of a seraph, exclaimed "Ah!. you cruel, cruel Mortimer, what good genius has once more blest us with a sight of you," broke the spell and gave me once more the use of my reason. A fortnight rolled imperceptibly away. Another week-and another followed in quick succession. At last the day arrived which I had designed for my departure. The heat was excessive and the atmosphere uncommonly sultry, I therefore deferred my "good-by" until the evening. The intervening hours soon stole away. My chaise was at the door. The Howards stood ready to proffer the farewell hand. One only was absent. 1 stole to the bower where I had passed the most agreeable and happy moments of my life. But oh! God, here was an object that would have defied the powers of the most glowing pencil! Seated on a wicker of woodbines, and her head reclining against an yew at the entrance of the arbour, around which climbed the hyacinth and narcissus, surpassed in fragrance and tint only by the more fair Lu cillia. copy of Thomson's Seasons, presented to her by myself, whilst the other pressed open the page which contained the passage, which I had frequently pointed to her as the most admired by myself of all the beauties of that inimitable poet. The sun just sinking below the horizon cast its departing rays upon the more than angelic countenance of Lucillia, who now excited sensations in my bosom which I had never experienced before. She appeared melancholly and sad. I took hold of her hand-it trembled. She appeared not surprized at my abruptness-but murmured in accents more gentle than the dove, “I did expect this, it was here I wished to bid you farewell." I pressed her hand to my lips and bidAdieu! Lucillia spoke not-she sighed and why not that sigh ?Ah! no; blasphemous thought away!-That sigh was big with fate! In one hand she held a Five days had but just elapsed when I received a letter from old Mr. Howard, enclosing the picture of his daughter, and announcing that the original was no more!— Allured by the fineness of the subsequent evening after my departure, she, together with some friends, made a little excursion on the water, took a violent cold, which prove the cause of a premature and untimely death. In her dying moments she bid If some of your numerous correspondents can resolve a question for me, which has for some time agitated my mind, they will confer a favour on me, for which I will return them my most grateful acknowledgmens. It is a question of some importance, not only to me, but to all others who may be placed in the like situation ; and its solution may perhaps so regulate their conduct, as that they may avoid falling into that unfortunate dilemma, which I shall most certainly do, provided it be unfavourable to my wishes.What I wish to know is, how often a man may visit a lady, and how often he may repeat his visit to her in a given space of time, without justly incurring the imputation of being her suitor? My own opinion is, and I shall contin ue to entertain it, unless your eorrespondents, or some of them, shall prove it to be erroneous, that the same liberty of intercourse, which exists between persons of the same sex, should also be permitted between those of a different sex; for I can see no reason, why a difference in this respect, should deprive one half the world of intercourse with the other.Does it follow, that because we are intimate with a woman, therefore we wish to make her our wife? Or shall such an intimacy be prohibited between them, because the world has chosen to say that the indulgence of it shall be considered, indicative of a design to form a closer connection ?Thus friendship between the sexes, in the degree in which it subsists between persons of the same sex, is totally annihilated, and we are obliged to introduce in its stead, something bearing its name indeed, but altogether destitute of its essence. Yours, T. FICKLE. VARIETY. .... ORIGINAL AND SELECTED. A LAMENTATION O that I could transfer myself into thy arms O). M.-thou delight of my soul-Already thrice seven times has the sun washed his bright face in the western ocean, siuce I last pressed thy lips to mine. Oh well do I remember the parting scene; every now and then did a tear steal down my pallid cheeks, whilst my faltering tongue lisped in broken accents. But when wilt thou return, thou who possessest my most inmost soul, when shall I have the inexpressible pleasure, of once more feasting my eyes on that heavenly form-say when shall I be permitted to gaze on those angelic features, which distinguish thee above all the rest of thy sex. "Sis licet felix ubicumque mauris Et mem or nostri O amica vivas.” And may you ere long return to thy fond lovers arms to part with him no more. Cougecathawhachaga. HUMOR. desire. At parting, the stranger took him by the hand and squeezed it affectionately, said, "I am much obliged to you friend, I live at St. Martins, and my name is Michael Bombis. If you should chance to come my way and call upon me, you will find a glass of good wine at your service." "And my name, (said the supposed servant) is Philip the second; and if you will call upon me at Madrid, I will give you a. glass of as good! From the French. The Baron Adrets, one of the chiefs of the Huguenots, took, during the war, a castle from the Catholic party, and condemned the soldiers who had defended it to leap from the top of one of the towers. One of the soldiers advanced twice, and as many times. recoiled from the brink of the precipice. Leap without wavering so much, said the Baron to him. If you return a third time you shall suffer much greater punishment. Sir, answered the soldier, though you deem it so easy, I don't believe you would do it in four times. This repartee Philip the second, walking one day alone in the cloisters of the convent of the Escurial, an honest tradesman, seeing the door open, went in. Transported with admiration at the fine paintings with which the house was adorned, he addressed himself to the king, whom he took for one of the convent, and desired him to shew the paintings, and explain the sub-pleased the Baron so much, that he pardoned the soldier. jects of them. Philip, with all the humility and condescension of a lay brother, conducted him through the apartments, and gave him all the satisfaction he could King John being shewn a state-ly monument, erected over a no |