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 no souls, be the more correct; but shall, 1 for the purpose of the present story, proceed on the charitable, and at least Harmless supposition, that the inferior animals as well as the human species, 1 are endowed with an immortal part. The disembodied spirits are crammed together into the same capacious sack, and borne away by the Street Spectre to the dwellings provided for them, which are supposed by the latest philo- Isophers to be situated in the interior re- gions denominated Symmes' Hole. But the soul of 'a biped without feathers" as as Plato defined man, has through mis- take occasionally been huddled into the same bag along with the rest, much to the annoyance of the regular passen- gers, who feel themselves degraded by the presence of some of those spirits which once inhabited human form.

 But the Street Spector has been so long engaged in the same occupation, that he has attained remarkable de- gree of accuracy, and now very rarely makes a mistake, except in taking the soul of drunkafd for that of swine, or d scold for that of poll parrot, or of a dandy for that of monkey. When, however, mistake of this kind does occur; there is no recti(ying it; for like all persons, who have grown grey ill d particular employment, or who value themselves on their correctness in do- ing business, the Street Spectre will not have his accuracy doubted, and only draws closer the string of his sack up- on any turbulent spirit that dares to claim exemption on the plea of belong ing to the human species.

 But notwithstanding his general ac- curacy, he made, not long since, most disastrous blunder; and there is strong reason to believe that his eye sight is failing-or possibly he is in league with the enemies of that persecuted race called dandies. He had completed his load, and was bearing it swiftly away, when voice was heard from the interi- or of the sack, ssLet me out! let me out!' mingled the same time with the growing of dogs, the splitting of cats, the yelling of monl<ies, the grunting of swine and chattering of parrots. Sometimes the noises varied according to the ages, the feelings, or the charac- ters of the different spirits. ssLet me out! let me out!o repeated the human yoiee.--''BoW wow, wow~ said can inc passenger. sPoor poll! Poor polI2 said parrot. sshIc-aiu! me.aiu!,' said q brace of tom-cats. s'Queakl qneak? queak e-te-queal!p p said a sucking pig. ''Let me out! let me out!" again repeat ed the human voice.

 "Hho are you,a said the Street Spec tfe, 'sthat thus speaks to me in the voice ofa humanp at the same time drawing closer the string of his bag to secure the mutineers--sSwho arc you, ] say, that are thus kicking up such row in the interior ofan honest spirits's bag. Must l be thus tormented with your rebel lious spirit. For shame lie still and hold your tongue, or by the powers of mud I'll shut you up in Bridewell." Let me outi let me out! 1 say"

 "Who are you that thus assumes the voice of a human being@

 "Assam,ei do you say? I'll let you know, impudent varlet, that am in re- ality human being, and my name is Dieky Dash"

 "Ilow Diely Dash! the great dandy in Broadway! I'll not believe il. To be sure ! did hear that Dicky was dying of spoiled coat; but I'll never believe that you are he.2

 'si assert again that am the same.- But you are under a slight mistake, if you suppose that I'm dead. Itis true, ] was within an ace of going fort short | time since. But 1t was not q coat as you mentioned, it was hat-the crown of hat, which the rascally mechanic made the sixteenth of an inch too low for the fashion, and thus had well-nigh been the cruel cause of sending me out of the world. But thanks to Philoso- phy, and good constitution, l am now as well as eyerI was in my life, and on- ly want back few ounces of flesh to be myself again.

 Ali that may be true, or it may not, '' replied the spectre with provoking cool ness. 'But for my own part don't be- I lieve word you say; and l have no doubt you have trumped up this story in order to escape from my hands. ] re-