-> oSS'Aieu to pditdAty III sOlllc measure, of her sullen humor, and he stood leaning upon his bow, chewing the feather of enc of his arrows.

 s'Come hither, my little love- said the lady, Il have an account te settle with you. Tilc boy approached care- lessly, and placing one hand upon her knee, was about to kneel down. when she drew him upon her lap.

 :" You are false traitor, said the la- Did Did you hot promise, that that, with with the aid of my charms, you would pierce the heart of some gallant youth. who would make me his bridc.v

 " Aye, fair lady, 1 did even so,' an- swered the bo.; sand have l not fulfill ed my promise. Instead of one, dog. en have been signing at thy feet, within a brief period

 s'frue, but there was none among 1 them suited my fancy. Did you not tpromise me that?''

 ''And pray, let me ask, what have had butthy own coramandsto guidemea Have net all, save one, been those whom thou hast pointed out to mel Wherev- CT thy bright eyes have rested, there has my bow been bent, and look from ] thee has winged the arrow to its mark. Thou wilt not deny this?o

 l "No; but"

 SBut thine own fckleness, vanity,a and 1 inconstancy, have prevented thee from hXlng upon any. The conquest of heart was only the signal for thee to cast 1t of. Nothing but continual change and novelty could please thee. Thou hast sperned ;t!i!s I! who have IZneIt to thee, even those whom thou didst most long alter! And now thou dost quarrel with me, who have been the humbest of thy slaves. But will be so no longer"

 Nay, but sweet boy, be patient" said the lady; ''which of my sultcrs would you have had me to accept

 "lzither of them would have had the worst of the bargain, unless marriage cured thee of thy coquetry and love of ghangel Even old Punctual, the mer- ehant.n

 "Hhat! a man old enough to be my father.''

 "The better chance of his quickly leaving thee q gay young widow, with money enough to buy You husband. But if not the old one, why not the young merchant, Henry Waliingford. He is handsome, sensible, gentee! and richer than yourself.-W What more could you expect or dcsire?,'

 1 "Yes, but"

 'sNever mind the buts--if yoC would none of him, why not Sir Hector Green turf, the Englishman-Therew was wealth and rank, two things which have ar es- pecial favor in the.eyes of woman; and surely, you might have dispensed with the trihes of sense and gentIlity.'

 'Would you have me marry foolw ssEew of your sex would make 1t an ob- ljjection: but why not the young Meri- val, the lawyer. He is d promising young man, is now in the Legislature. and is talked of for congress. He may be President of the U. S. yetg'

 'sYes, but he was too hasty; and be- sides, he would not be sufficiently devo- ted to his wife. Ambition would not contend with dove for the fnastery.- Surely you would ne.advise me to unite myself with one whose heart was not wholly given up to pure love2'

 sHnmphi'' answered the hoy;-.hen where is young Percival, the sentimen- tal youth, who Mnprovised sonnets to your eyes by moonlight, and swore you were fairer than the goddess whose du- tiiul son ] have the honor to be. He was in love, deep enough, Heaven knows, for nothing short of 1t would ever have made him commit the abSur- dities in rhyme which he has.o

 4 deep blush overspread the face of the fair Olivia, as the boy was speak ing; and, after. pause, she answered in tone that seemed to indicate slight degree of shame and regret

 '.lie is, as you say, a sentimental youth, which is an insuperable objec- ! tion; and then he is poor, which is still worse.

 sAnd yet he told you so, and you made q very pretty speech in reply, set ting forth that you did not sell your heart for gold. and that his love was a prize beyond the power of wealth 10 increase, or some nonsense of the same nature. But he is no longer poor now. l He is .ieh.o

 q ar, schooled dear Cupid said the lady, ssand l will reform; and, as you