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AN UNCOMMON PARTNER AT CARDS.

 In our regiment, whilst in the East In- dies, were several wild young fellows, ,none more SO than and as our life there was very monotonous, the officers betook them- selves to gaming. One day, after dinner, cards were brought, and all of us entered

 with such energy into the fascinating game, that every thing else was in manner neg lected. At length we changed it, and betook ourselves in couples to separate games. and Ensign A., as gay and rakisha rascal as ever turned out from Eng land, that we might pursue our game unin- terruptedly, ordered the servant to carry

 out into sort of summerhoUse, decanter or two of wine, and the cards; and hither we soon followed. We played with intense eagerness for several hours, till it grew so dark that we could hardly see what was be- fore us. I had been the gainer all the eve- ming. " Come, A." said I, addressing my companion, "I am sure it's high time we should quit the cards and return. for we have good deal of regimental business to do to night" Stay, -, and finish the game, you will not move an inch till then" |" |" tell you, A--, I will and must be gone: why should we thus make toll ofplea- sure, and besides gain another rebuke from the Colonel? I'll away" "Stay and try one more game," said A., laying his hand on my arm, sand I'll win back what I have lost" "I may, perhaps, tomorrow, but now, go I will. ; :: :.'Then," replied my companion, "ifyou S go, nj stop and fin- ish the game, if have the devil for my partner" "A merry game and pleasant companion to you--farewell," ," said I, and left the room. hastened to my own apart

 ment, where I had good deal of regimen tai business to transact. had not been so engaged long, when the door was flung hastily open, and in rushed Ensign A., and his eyes staring with horror, and his cheek as pale as marble. He sat down on chair, looking fixedly on me, but without speaking a word. I called for wine, and got him to swallow little. Thecold per spiration burst from his forehead, and his eyes glared into every corner of the room

 as though apprehensive that some wild beast was ready to spring upon him. "sWhy, A." said I, shaking him, what is the matter with you! Are you mad p He made no answer, except by a faint murmur- ing kind of indistinct whisper. "Are you rightened-or-or what ?" continued l ; motioning to the servant to leave the room. By degrees my companion became compo- Sed. "Oh, T--, said he, faintly and slowly, "I am lost mana dead man."- "Pshaw, my good fellow, what is the mat ter with you? You've been too free with the