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my pleasures; my pieast''es en q one will not be able to discover whether tl1cse Memoirs are the work of head bald CT covered with locks.

 say not this 10 praise myself, for knew not whether it he good or whether it he bad, but t has so happened, without reconciliation, by the inconstaney of the tempests which have been-unloosed against my back, and which have often left me only the raft of my. shipwreck, to write such'or such fragment of my life.

 ''l have felt a paternal affection in the composition of these Memoirs. The notes which accompany the text are of three sorts the first al the end ot the yoi~ umes, consist of the comoborative pieces, the second, at the bottom of the pages, are of the same epoch as the text; the third, also atthe bottom of the pages, have been added since the composition of the text :; they bear the date of the time and place in which they were written. A year or two in solitude, in some corner oi the earth, will suffice for the accomplishment of my task. have had no repose but during the nine months that l slept in the bosom of my mother; and il is probable that shall only regain this ante-natai repose in the. bosom of our common mother after death.

 Many of my friends have pressed me to publish at present part of my history; but l cannot yield 10 their wish. First, 1 should be, in spite of myself, less frank and less true, thenI have always imagined myself writing from my coffin. The work has hence taken $ certain religious char acter, which could not divestit oi with= out injury; 1t would cost me much to stitle this distant voice issuing from tie tomb, which is heard throughout the whole course of the recital. It will be found strange that l preserve some weakness. and that ana anxious about the fate of the poor or phan, destined to remain after me upon the earth. If Minos judges that l have sui fered enough upon this earth 10 be hap py shade in the next, a little light from the Elysian fields, shed over my last picture, will render the defects of the painter less salient. Life sits i'll upon me, Death per- haps will sit better.v