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could be more admirably calculated to elude every jolt and there wanted only solitude and independence to make it resemble a down bed. We must, first of all, shut out the common enemy, the east wind,' said Mrs. Flint, pulling up the glasses. The weather was warm, and Mrs. Flint grew eloquent on the fund of knowledge she had acquired the night before. She gave me the catalogue and character of the company: she dwelt most on her son's looks and dancing. A gentleman at the Countess's, who said he was lately come from Paris, told me, Jemmy was vastly like the Count de Provence, the king of France's brother, particularly in the minuet: but, remember, Jemmy, that to be a great scholar is a much finer thing than to be a great dancer. I am sure, Mr. that my boy will profit by your instructions: he has a charming memory, and he will take in his learning as fast as you can give it him ; and I am sure that is saying a great deal; for, from all that I can discover, Mr. Flint could not have bestowed his money better.'-She was going on; but, alas! flattery vibrated faintly on my ear: we had got above pine-apple heat, and I became sick and oppressed. I asked leave to get out, and walk home, as I felt myself not well. 'Oh, to be sure,' said she: 'I have known people sick in carriages for want of practice; don't be alarmed, Mr.

: but here, Jemmy, do you wrap this handkerchief about your neck, before the coach-door is opened.'

I walked home in great spirits, animated by every gale around me, and I forgot for a while that I was not my own master.

"In the evening, my pupil came to me dressed out and powdered:- Mamma,' said he, sheepishly, has made me engage to drink tea with Miss Punaise, my last night's partner. I don't much like

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her neither; for she is pitted with the small-pox, has a yellow skin, and a bleared eye; and, besides, she dances out of tune.-There was a Miss with black hair- Not inclining to become his confidant, I said, Master Flint, all engagements that can be kept with honour must be kept; and, therefore, you must go.'-' Nay,' said he, there is not any must in the matter; for, I believe, the Miss with the black hair lives with their Miss Punaise. However, I can do a double task to-morrow; and my aunt is wont to say, that a young man ought not to be always at his books.' He seemed to have treasured up this precious apophthegm in his memory.

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WEDNESDAY.

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My pupil was punctual to his hour. But we had hardly seated ourselves, when Captain Winterbottom arrived. 'No lessons to-day,' roared he; this is my lady's wedding-day, and therefore we keep holiday, and come for to be merry. Why, you young dog, if it had not been for this day, you would either have not been at all, or have been a bastard.' It was, indeed, a day of festivity and riot.

THURSDAY.

"All the servants having dutifully got drunk overnight, my pupil was not called, and so he overslept himself. He came down to the parlour about eleven, and we resumed the fatal first line of the tenth satire of Juvenal. The French master is here,' said a servant. I begged that he might return in about an hour; but I soon learned that that was impossible without deranging the system of education in all parts of the city. It is no great matter for an hour,' said Miss Juliana; you have always my

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nephew at your command; but poor Signor Bergamesco is much hurried, and his time is not his own. Signor Bergamesco,' cried I; is your French master an Italian ?'- Yes,' said she, ' of a noble family in the dominions of the Dog of Venice, but a younger brother, with a small patrimony, which he unfortunately consumed en travaillant par l'Europe. It was a fancy of my own; I thought that, after the Signor had taught my nephew French, he might teach him Italian also; for you know that it is a great loss to change preceptors, and that young men who have not seen much of the world are shy with strangers.'

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"The task imposed on my pupil by S. Bergamesco occupied all his leisure till dinner-time; but I thought that I should have the absolute command of the evening. I was beginning to read Omnibus in terris, when a servant said, ' Here is the Frencli master.' What!' cried I, can S. Bergamesco, who is so much hurried, afford to give two lessons in one day to the same scholar?' It is another French master whom they had got for me,' said my pupil. I applied to Miss Juliana for the explanation of this phenomenon. It was none of my advising,' said she, but my brother knew Mr. O'Callachan, when linguist to Commodore Firebrace, and he wished to throw a good job in the poor fellow's way; these were his very words; and so Mr. O'Callachan came to be employed: but, indeed, after recollection, I thought it would answer well enough, as both masters taught by the same grammar, and both of them read Telemac.'

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"The linguist of Commodore Firebrace had just taken his leave, when a smart young fellow burst into the room, with an air of much hurry and importance. 'What!' cried I, 6 more French masters? Don't be alarmed,' said Mrs. Flint, who

accompanied him; it is only the friseur, who comes to put up my boy's hair in papers. Pray don't ask me why, for it is a great secret, but you shall know it all to-morrow.'

FRIDAY,

'You must know,' said Mrs. Flint, at breakfast, that I am assured that Jemmy is very like the Count de Provence, the king of France's own brother. Now Jemmy is sitting for his picture to Martin; and I thought it would be right to get the friseur, whom you saw last night, he is just arrived from Paris, to dress his hair like the Count de Provence, that Mr. Martin might make the resemblance more complete. Jemmy has been under his hands since seven o'clock. Oh, here he comes!' Is it not charmang?' exclaimed Miss Juliana. I wish Miss Punaise saw you,' added the happy mother. My pupil, lost in the labyrinth of cross curls, seemed to look about for himself. 'What a powdered sheep's head have we got here?" cried Captain Winterbottom.- -We all went to Mr. Martin's to assist him in drawing Jemmy's picture. On our return, Mrs. Flint discovered that her son had got an inflammation in his right eye by looking stedfastly on the painter. She ordered a poultice of bread and milk, and put him to bed; so there was no more talk of Omnibus in terris for that evening.

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SATURDAY.

My pupil came down to breakfast in a complete suit of black, with weepers, and a long mourningcravat. The Count de Provence's curls were all demolished, and there remained not a vestige of powder on his hair. 'Bless me,' cried I,' what is the mat

ter?'-' Oh, nothing,' said Mrs. Flint! a relation of mine is to be interred at twelve, and Jemmy has got a burial letter. We ought to acknowledge our friends on such melancholy occasions. I mean to send Jemmy with the coach and six. It will teach him how to behave himself in public places.

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"At dinner my pupil expressed a vehement desire to go to the play. There is to be Harlequin Highlander, and the blowing up of the St. Domingo man of war,' said he; it will be vastly comical and curious. Why, Jemmy,' said Mrs. Flint, since this is Saturday, I suppose your tutor will have no objection; but be sure to put on your great-coat, and to take a chair in coming home.'-'I thought,' said I, that we might have made some progress at our books this evening. Books on Saturday afternoon!' cried the whole company; it was never heard of.'-I yielded to conviction; for, indeed, it would have been very unreasonable to expect that he, who had spent the whole week in idleness, should begin to apply himself to his studies on the evening of Saturday.

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"I am, SIR, &c.

66 HYPODIDASCALUS."

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