TRENCK'S MOUSE.
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Baron Trenck, in his Memoirs, mentions,
that whilst shut up in dungeon by his saw
age prosecutor, Frederick the Great he
had SO tanned mouse, that it would play
around him, and eat from his mouth
'This intelligent mouse had nearly been my
ruin. had diverted myself with it during
the night it had been nibbling at my door,
and caperng on trencher. The sentnels
| happened to hear our amusements, and call
ed the officers; they heard also, .nd said all
was not right in my dungeon. At day-break
my door resounded; the town major, a smith.
and a mason entered, strict search was
made; flooring, walls, chairs, and my own
person were all scrutinized, but in vain.
| They asked what was the noise they had
heard. I mentioned the mouse, then
whistletl, and it came and jumped upon my
shoulder. Orders were given that ! should
be deprived of its society. | earnestly en-
treated they would at least spare its life.
The officer guard gave me his word of
honor that he would present it to lady,
who would treat it with the utmost tender
ness. He took it away, and turned it loose in
the guard room; but it was tame to me alone,
and sought hiding place. 1t had He'd to my
prison door, and at the hour of visitation
ran into my dungeon, Immediately testifying
! its Joy by its antc leaping on my legs. 1t is
worthy To TciNdFk, liidI IL lidu DCCu ldhCl
away blindfolded- that is to say wrapped
in handkerchief. How then did it find it's
master? Did it know or did it wait for
the hour of visitation? All were desirous of
obtaining this mouse, but the major carried
it off for his lady. She put it into a cage,
where it pincd, refused all sustenance, and
in few days was found dead


The following extract from Caldcleugh's
Travels in South America, is from the last
number of the Quarterly Review.


1.-The naturalist, who is here for the first
time, does not know whether he shall most
admire the forms, hues or voices of the an
inlals. Except at noon when all living crea-
lures in the torrid zone seek shade and re-
pose, and when solemn silence is diffused
over the scene illuminated by the dazzling
beams of the sun, every hour OF the day calls
| into action another race OF animals. The
morning is ushered in by the bowling of
the monkeys, the high and deep notes of the
trec-f frogs and toads, the monotonous chirp
of the grasshoppers and locusts. When the
rising sun has dispel ed the mist which pre-
ceded 1t, all creatures rejoice IN the return
of dav.-Thc wasps leave their long nests,
which hang down from the branches; the
ants issue from their dwellings, curiously
built of clay with which they cover the trees
and commence their journey on the paths
they have made for themselves, as is done
also by the ternites which cast up the garth
high and far around. The gayest butter
flies, rivaling in splendour the colours of
the rainbow, especially numcrousiy Hespe-
ria, futter from flower to flower, or seek
their food on the roads, or, collected in sepa-


rate companies, on the sunny sand banks of
the cool streams.-Thc blue shining Menc-


laus, Nestor, Adonis, Laertes, the blush
white Idea, and the large Eurylochus with


its ecellatcd Wings hover like birds between