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views the bottom of my heart, and the deepest designs of my enemies; who hast in thy hands, as well as before thine eyes, all the events which concern human life. If thou knowest, that my reign will promote thy glory, and the safety of thy people; if thou kuowest that I have no other ambition in my soul, but to advance the honour of thy holy name, and the good of this state-Favour, O great God, the justice of my arms, and induce all the rebels to acknowledge him, whom thy sacred decree, and the order of a lawful succession, has made their Sovereign ; but if thy good providence, has ordered it otherwise; and thou seest, that I should prove one of those Kings, whom thou givest in thine anger ; take from me, O merciful God, my life, and my crown ; make me, this day, à sacrifice to thy will; let my death, end the calamities of France, and let my blood be the last spilt in this quarrel.”

ANECDOTE OF BONNEL THORNTON.

Mr. Thornton's celebrity, as a man of "Wit, as well as a writer of reputation, has been well established ; like most wits too, he loved conviviality, which frequently led him to late hours, and consequently short mornings. -After a night, spent in this manner, an old female relation, called upon him late in the morning, and found him in bed; on which, she read him a lecture on prudence, which she concluded, by saying, “ Ah, Bonnel! Bonnel! I see plainly, you'll shorten your days !” “ Very true, madam,” replied Bonnel, very gravely, “ But, by the same rule, I shall lengthen my nights."

ANECDOTE OF A FRENCH FAMILY, 1767.

The family of L-, in France, are constantly boasting of their antiquity; they pretend to trace their origin from Anne, the mother of the Virgin Mary.

In a chateau, belonging to their estate, is preserved an old picture, which represents a gentleman, an ancestor of the family, in complete armour, on his knees, before the virgin. The virgin has a scroll, depending from her mouth, on which is written, Rise cousin.Another scroll is represented, as issuing from the gentleman's mouth, on which are these words Ercuse me cousin, I know my duty.

Anecdote of the late Lord-Orrery, and

Mr. Garrick.

The late Lord Orrery was a singularly formal character ; Sir Anthony Bramble, in the Discovery, exhibits a very good portrait of his lordship’s manners. It was · sometimes the wish of Mr. Garrick to play upon the suavity of the old nobleman, and induce him to contradict himself ; this power, he exerted very successfully, in a conversation relative to the late Mr. Mossop.

Lord Orrery wrote a letter from Treland to Garrick, requesting, that “ Mossop, might be engaged at Drury-lane ;" in consequence of this letter, Mr. Mossop was engaged : and, some months afterwards, his lordship came to England'; he took an early opportunity, of breakfast ing with Mr. Garrick, when the following dialogue passed between them :

Orrery.-David, I rejoice to see you in health ; the success of your theatre, I in. quire not about, for where Mossop, and yourself are, it must be triumphant': The Percy and the Douglas, both in arms, have a right to be confident ; separate, you are two bright luminaries ; united, you are a constellation. The Gemini, the Castor, and Pollux, of the theatric hemisphere; for excepting yourself, my dear David, no man, that ever trod on tragic ground, has so forcibly exhibited, the various passions that agitate, and, I may say, that agonise the human mind. He makes that broad stroke at the heart, which being aimed by the

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hand of Nature, reaches the prince or the peasant - the peer, or the plebeian-He is not the mere player of fashion, for the mere player of fashion, David, may be compared to a man, to:sed in a blanket; the very instant his supporters quit their hold of the coverlid, down drops the hero of the day, and his bones are dislocated, or his neck is broken; however, as general assertions do not carry conviction, I will range my opinions under different heads, not doubting your assent to my declarations, which shall be founded on fact, and built upon experience-First of the first, his voice -his voice, is the argentum box of the ancients, the silver tone, of which so much has been written, but which never struck upon a modern ear, till Mossop spoke, “ then mute attention reigned.”

Garrick.-Why, my lord, as to his voice, I must needs acknowledge, his voice is loud enough, the severest critic, could not accuse him with whispering his part ; fur egad, it was so loud, that the peo; le had

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