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 himself from the worship of his Gavorite god, and from his old haunts, the moment he is tempted to renew those habits, falls deeper than he was before. Long did our hero remain in, and pursue those paths of guilt which lead to infamy and sllame.- But fortunately for him, his career was soon to be ended by very common oc- currence. On the morning of a fine day about five weeks after the return of Charles from aa broad, with a favorile companion he was pursuing his ordinary course, when just as they reached the bottom of very steep the rapiditv of lightning down the declivi- tv, and tue screafiIs of female voice were distinctly heard from within the vehicle ; the driver had los; all government of his horses, and they rushed with astonishing velocity tp the spot where Charles and his companion stood. Charles stood anxious ly awaiting the approach of the carriage, and the moment 1t drew near, sprung to ! the middle of the road and seized the hor- ses by the head: their speed was instantly slackened, and in two seconds they had 1 ceased entirely. The care of the horses was immediately surrendered to their dr- yer, and Charles rushed to the vehicle.- Within sat a lovely female, from appear ance insensible; but a Il,le cold water im- mediateiy revived her. She appeared 10 have received n" hur, except from fright, and politely thanked Charles for his bold interference. Ail things being quickly ar ranged, and Charles having proifered his services to see her homeward, the carriage again proceeded more slowly.

 Emma Crosby was the only surviving daughter of a respectable old gentleman of moderate income, who had served in the capacity of a captain in the revolutionary war. He had lost his wife while Emma Was yet young, and now on her alone all his affections were bestowed. She was of gay and lively disposition, and appeared particularly fascinating to our young friend. The old soldier welcomed Charles with all the familiarity of an old acquaintance, and praised his daring exploit in the most glowing terms. Charles was so much de- lighted with the enchanting smiles of the lovely Emma on the one hand, and the praises of the old gentleman on the other that tho day was far advanced, before he recovered his recollection. The farewell was however ejaculated. and Charles pur. sued his journey homeward with feeling. far different than those he had possessed ir the morning.

 He arose next morning much earlier tInan usual--and instead of seeking his old companions, was in li,le time surprised to find him himself at the door of the old soldiers mansion, where hc was met witt the smiles of Emma, and inc congratula- 1 tions of the soldier himself Another de- ligftful day was passed by Charles, and | that too without his thinking once of his old associates. Another night of roman- tic dreaming passed. whcn--(something strange e)--neither the punch-bowl, the horse race, or the gaming table appeared -nothing, indeed, save Emma and her gall lant father. A few weeks had passed away, Charles had already lief, his vicious companions and old habits, and had been united to Emma l in the silken bonds of connubiai bliss. A narrative of their courtship, &c. perhaps ought to follow here and nothing would please me more than to oblige my readers if the poet had not spoken the truth whe, he says

 l "Thcse not the romantic times 1 So beautiful in Spencer's rhymes | So pleasing tO the dreaming boy"

 However, my wish is, that this humble talc may serve as one more instance to il lustrate the matchless PoVcr Of Woman.