A CITY GENTLEMAN AND COUNTRY GIRL.

BY M. M. NOAH.
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In the sweet cottage oi content, where cings

 Heart unto heart, and both beat tendery"

 Has il not frequently happened in your time, courteous reader, that face you have been long accustomed to see daily, has sud denly disappcared--and absence has led to the impression that he was dead gone to the West Indies, aud caught by the yellow fever; killed by the Indians near the Rocky Mountains, or eaten by the cannibaIs of the Fejee Indians However, g0ne he was, disappeared, vanished and the reasonable conclusion was, that he had 'gOne the way of all f1esh.' Has it not also occurred, that with this impression you have come upon such parsonage suddenly in the streets, and found him alive, in jocund health and spirits; and even time, with his mellow hand. had made no wrinkles on his brow Even such parsonage, so dead as sup posed, ay, and almost forgotten, did en- counter in Broadway, a few days ago. He had been for some years the very supreme of the bon fOn-the mirror of fashion-the life of the drawing room and convivial board-the flashing blade at the lobby the first fellow at brag-at a race-a row- ing matcl'-or cock fight; a rare good fellow, who loved life-had d small fortune, and lived as if that small fortune was get tlng mt" gasloping consumption.

 Why, Bill, is it you--alive why, my dear fellow, we all thought you dead some years ago: give me your hand ay, i, is substantial flesh and blood you have not slept the dreanless sleep!'

 No, no, my dear friend; l slept long enough, and am now wide awake-an al- tered man: look at me: would you have recognised Bill Triie, in tue pepper and salt coat, this plain jacket, and Gtstian pam taloons? ! am msrried-have cut fashion and folly-have dear good wife, ,and three children-go to bed at ten, and rise at dawn, with clear head, sound heart, and nerves braced by labor and exercise am farmer; live within few miles of the ci,y-sell eggs and poultry. There's change, my boy, in the course of human events ; the flashing Bill Trife, who used to sport a tandem down Broadway, or drive to the Union course with terrier between my legs!'

 He looked fresh and healthy, and had lost that cadaverous and sickly appearance which always follows nights of dissipation.

 But tell me, how did all this happen 'tis conversion miraculous; how came you to run away from the world, and play the jit to fashioh?'

 'Oh, 'tis long story but here comes my little wagon from Fulton mar arket-jump tn and Tido IO my cottage and take lea 'Iis but huff an hours ride, and you shall know all; but stop, let me see if can recognise any of my old companions of the pavc.' It was one, and the only one bright sun- ny day of last week, when the whole fasll- ionable world had thrown aside the muff aud tippet, and gone abroad to welcome the return of spring with verdure On it's brow and promises im its haud. We were leaning against tl.e iron railing of St. Paul's, and tl,e gay throng were passing in rapid, aud careless, and countless currents.

 As live, my old flame, Miss Merry gold! she who could ou.-talk aud out-dance all crea,ion-the brightest jewel in tho cap of fashion ! but oh how altered su"ken eyes, pale complexion, slender form, wrin- kled brow, premature old age-slc has live ed to fade too quick

 Tho lady cast n cold and vacant gnzo upon him, and passed on. 'Who is that fellow in specs, bu!toned up in his great coat? he with grey hairs, shuffing gait, and an air of fashionable de- crepitude? Why, it is my old friend and associate, Dr.. Snufilebags. Many game of whist, and many glass of champaigne have we cracked together. Hei gone, too. in tho .yellow leaf'-comiEg down the ladder as quick as possible

 He thus went on sOnse time, recognizing some, gazing with strange fancy on others, and at length said. Come. let's be off, they don't remember me. look too 1orid, too healthy, too well to be recognized as the old rake who, on fashionable princi- pies, ought to have run his race half do- zen years ago.

 We rode to the cottage, and alighted al the whitewashed gate. The grounds were neatly laid ost and planted with vegetables, a sheen or two were browsing On rising ground. the cows were waiting for admls- sion into the barn, and the watch dog bark ed his welcome as we entered plainly fur nishcd room, where every thing was use. ful. nothing supcrfuoms, where cheerful smile and a kind salutation were extended to US bv the fair wife, im whose beautiful and modest face was blended all That was sweet and amiabie, courteous and polite. Did you ever take tea in the country s-

 How unlike every thing in town. Butter just cl,urned, cream just skin'med iron, broad zinc pans, bread of the purcst flour, freshly baked, eggs brongh. from the nest by the rosy checked country girl in attend ancc. Ch0fe La W0ck0. smoked shad of their own curing, preserved peaches and uuinccs from their own garden. X hearty welcome. and a keen appetite, givo tO such