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From paper written in u singular vein,
but not without force, in the last London
Magazine, we make the following extract,
which in its moral is applicable, wherever
huU'an passions prevail.


The paper is cailed "Aerostratical Spec
nlations over London"-and Asmodeus, from
his floating balloon, is supposed, as of yore,
20 unroef the houses of the dwellers below,
and expose their frailties.


"Turn your eyes now to the quarter of
st. James," said !Asmodeus. "SVhat black
legged devil is that" ask ed /, "who has lift
ed off the lid Of one of the club houses?"
Never mind, said my instructor. Observe
the players; corinthian and an ecclesiasti-
cal order distinguished two; a grand cross
the third; and the Jaeger is distinguished by
Fox's brush in his cap. The dice are hu
man skulls. One plays out of his family
sarcophagus; the other out of his pulpit; the
third out of his regimental big-tlrum, and
che fourth out of a huge racing cup. See,
what transfer there Is u manors, halls, liv-
ing, and com ca1dt res. They have come
TO paper raaer e.saady, leases, pedigrecs,
sermons, and commissions, all gone into the
devils exchequer; for you may see club
foot snatching up the stakes as fast as they
lav them down; but he has closed them in
again, and is going his rounds among his 9TH
er private banks. He has not far to 60.
You see, he lifts up another root, and peeps
in my hearts,. exclaimed l. but he must
be gratitied with what he sees there: those
must be gang of his undertakers and re-
surrection-meni' Those are our rouge ct
nor and ecartr Players observed the devil.
The card players cried l; why it is fiat
tomb-stones they hold in their claws. read
distinctly on one, here lies beloved mo-
ther.' On another, Beneath are deposited
the remains of wretched father On the
third see To the memory of broken.
hearted wife.'-There is not one of those
cards, as you call them, but records the mel
ancholy fate of some poor victim of affection
and despair Nay, see 'Su'cide' written
plainly on half the pack you are quite
right said my conductor; 'and if you look
at the players, you will find they are play
ing for ropes, daggers, walls, pistols, chains
and gibbets; and that they score with deaths
heads and bones.' Oh! what a scowlf,g Sc,
of visages we're there; what gnashing al
their teeth, and beating of their brows, along
with such horrid exultatien. Surely Dante


and Milton must have drawn their appalling
images of hell's inmates from some suci


scene as this. These sports Of old Club


FOOT continued Asmodeus, 'have become s.


fashionable among us high-born demons a


20 drive love, laughter and harmless gallan


try, to the vulgar, low-bred imps, who TO


frequently pervert them into lust and bra


aality; but our most potent, grave and rev


erend seniors, have no other excitement bv


cheese same games of skull and tomb stone