ever. It was hetime for stopping and starting the several carriages, and no language can describe the state of the

 atmosphere. Steam was generatingand

 evaporating on all sides--the bright sun

 was obscured-the people looked par

 boiled, and the neighboring fshermen's

 lobsters changed color on the instant; even the steaminhabitants appeared un- comfortably hot. Icouldscarcelybreathe was blowing, roaring, hiss

 ing, a flzzing, whizzing, going on all round--fires were blazing, water was hnbbling, boilers were bursting-when 10! Iawoke and found myself ina state of prefase precipitation. started sttsasf ted GaTp, ran to the window, and saw several millSmen and bakers carts with horses in them, trotting merrily along. I was a thankful man, Iput on my elothes,and while doing so, made up my mind to read no more manuscript poems, and es- chew gln-and-water forthetim to come.

 