the annuity my father had bequeathed to my aunt. To her great satisfaction, this addition to her income enabled her to retain the family house where she had spent the one-half of her life. I gave her possession and set out to rejoin Leoni. She did not ask me whither I was going, she knew it too well. She did not advise me against it. She did not thank me. She merely pressed my hand, but as I turned my head I saw a tear trickle down her wrinkled cheek, the first I had ever known her shed.

I found Leoni in a frightful state: pale, livid, and almost mad. It was the first time that misery and suffering had really grasped him in a close and deadly embrace; until then he had but seen his wealth diminish little by little, while he was devising and inventing the means of re-establishing it. His reverses in this way had been great, but his industry and good fortune had never left him long to struggle with privations. His moral power had always sustained him, but it gave way when his physical strength was impaired. I found him in a state of nervous excitement, very little removed from madness. I went bail for his debt. It was easy for me to furnish proofs of my solvency. My first visit to his prison was to announce his delivery from it. His joy was so violent that it proved too much for him, and he was transported to a carriage in a swoon.

I took him to Florence and surrounded him with all the comforts I could procure for him, for by the time his debts were all paid I had very little left. I used every exertion to obliterate the effects of his prison sufferings. His robust constitution was soon re-established, but his mind remained disordered. The terrors of darkness, and the agonies of despair, had made a deep impression upon his active enterprising spirit; habituated to the enjoyment of riches and to the agitations of an adventurer's career. Inaction had struck him down. He became subject to puerile fears and terrific fits of violence. He could no longer bear any annoyances; and what was more, he blamed me for all those from which I had not the power of delivering him. He had lost that self-confidence which enabled him to look without shrinking upon the most precarious futurity. He was now terrific at the approach of poverty; and every day he would ask me what I should do when the money I had was gone. I did not know myself, for I was appalled at our pennyless condition. We resolved upon going to Venice to recover some of our effects which I had left behind me in the palace before leaving it for

Milan. On the way, Leoni would frequently reproach me with having paid his debts, instead of procuring his escape, and taking the money with me; and to appease him I was obliged to demonstrate the impossibility of liberating him, even had I wished to commit such an act of knavery. As may be easily supposed, our enquiries after the left property terminated in nothing. His rage at the disappointment was ungovernable. He flew at me like a madman, and struck me frequently. I thought he was going to murder me ;-fear deprived me of my judgment.-I sprang from the window at the risk of being dashed to pieces. Some soldiers who were passing, took me up and brought me into the house. Leoni waited until the surgeon declared I had no bones broken; he then went out to order some necessaries, and I have never seen him since.

"The

"And thus I became acquainted with you," said I. account of your fall, the mysterious circumstances connected with it, excited my curiosity. I soon learned that you were worthy of particular interest. You were delirious. I spent whole nights by your bed-side, and I vowed I would revenge your wrongs."

"You saved my life," said Juliet, " you affected my cure, and I thank you from my heart. I was mad to have loved such a man. The recital of my sufferings has increased my horror of his turpitude and villainy."

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SONG.

HER beauty, like the star of night,
Outshone them all, beyond compare ;
But, ah! it was an icy light.
That froze as well as glittered there.
No jewel might her brow adorn,

Or deck her locks of flowing gold;
Her eye was brighter than the morn,
But ah! her bosom-it was cold!
Her ripened cheek outblushed the dawn,
Her lips were roses dashed with dew,
Her light step tripp'd it like the fawn;
O she was fair, had she been true!
Her beauty, like the star of night,
Outshone them all, beyond compare,
But, ah! it was an icy light,

That froze as well as glittered there.

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THE SPANIEL OF DARMSTADT.

THE educational capabilities of the spaniel have long been well known, and its instincts so highly appreciated by some men, as to bring them, in their opinion, into such close alliance with the reasoning faculties of human beings, as to render it nearly impossible to draw a line of demarcation between them. A multitude of instances might be adduced in support of the theory; but one will suffice for the purposes of present illustration, which a recent German publication first presented to our notice.

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A new phenomenon has appeared in the musical world, possessed by an amateur of Darmstadt, in the grand duchy of Hesse, and which has become a strange source of terror to all the mediocre musicians of that place and its vicinity. A Mr. having attained a competency by business, retired, and devoted himself heart and soul to the enjoyment of his favourite science, music; every member of his household was by degrees involved more or less in the same occupation. One individual alone in the family seemed to resist in this musical entrancement; this was a small spaniel, the sole specimen of the canine race in his dwelling; but Mr. S―― was firmly resolved to make even her bear some part or other in the general domestic concert, and by perseverance, and the use of ingenious means, he attained his object. Every time that a false note escaped, either from instrument or voice, down came his cane on the back of Poodle, till she howled and growled again. After a while, simple menaces with the cane were substituted for blows; and at a still more advanced period of this extraordinary training, a mere glance of his eye was sufficient to make the animal howl to admiration. In the end Poodle became so thoroughly acquainted with, and attentive to false notes, and other musical barbarisms, that the slightest mistake of the kind was infallibly signalized by a yell from her, forming the most expressive commentary on the misperformance.

When extended trials were made of this animal's acquirements they were never found to fail, and Poodle became what she still is, the most famous, impartial, and conscientious connoisseur in the duchy of Hesse. At the present time there is not a concert or an opera at Darmstadt to which Mr. Sand his wonderful spaniel are not invited, or at least the dog. The voices of the singers, and the instruments of the band, must all execute their parts with perfect harmony, otherwise