necessarily be taken from England." The duke, struck with he force of the fact, yet, embarrassed how to act, as the preliminaries were really signed, repaired to Choiseul, at Versailles, and addressed him thus: "My lord, I have committed a great mistake in signing the preliminaries, as the affairs of the India possessions must be carried down to the last conquest in Asia"-To this Choiseul replied, "Your Grace astonishes me, I thought I had been treating with the mimister of a great nation, and not with a student in politics, who does not consider the validity of written engagements."

"Your reproach, my lord, is just," returned the Duke, "but I will not add treachery to negligence, nor betray my country deliberately, because I have over-looked her interest unaccountably, in a single circumstance; therefore, unless your lordship agrees, to cede the latter conquests in India, I shall return home in twelve hours, and submit the fate of my head, to the discretion of an English parliament." Choiseul,

staggered at the duke's intrepidity, complied, and this country now enjoys above balf a million annually, from the firmness of a man, whose virtues never received that justice from the community they deserved.

On the termination of the affair to his satisfaction, he gave his informant, the Dutch gentleman, the warmest recommendation to England; who accordingly came over, and received a pension of five hundred pounds a year from the India company, as a reward for his services.

ANECDOTE. ́

When the great Admiral Haddock was dying, he called his son, and said to him, "Considering my rank in life, and public services for so many years, I shall leave you but a small fortune; but, my boy, it is honestly got, and will wear well; there are no seaman's wages, or provisions-not one single penny of dirty

money in it." The family of the Haddocks, were remarkable for their sea-services; and the grandfather, father, and son had medals given them at one and the same time, for their gallant behaviour, in a general action against the Dutch.

ANECDOTE.

Doctor Trevor, late Bishop of Durham, had a distinguishing title, by which he was better known in public, than even by that which his ecclesiastical dignity conferred, the fact was as follows:—

The bishop, who was a remarkably handsome man, was in the drawing-room, during the late reign, and was coming up to the King, to pay his respects to the Sovereign, at the very instant that the Duches of Kingston, and some other ladies, were in close conversation with his Majesty. The King no sooner saw him, then he made a motion towards him, on which the ladies gave way. After the

bishop had retired, his Majesty, at all times, a gallant, made some apology, for so abruptly breaking off the ladies' conversation. Oh, said Chudleigh, * ALL ranks must give way, to such a beauty of Holiness"-By which name the bishop was called, to the hour of his death.

ON GOOD SENSE.

Were I to explain what I understand by good sense, I should call it right reason; but right reason that arises, not from formal and logical deductions; but from a sort of intuitive faculty in the soul, which distinguishes, by immédiate perception, a kind of innate sagacity, that in many of its properties seems very much to resemble instinct. It would be improper therefore, to say, that "Sir Isaac Newton shewed his good sense by those amazing discoveries which he made in Natural Philosophy"-The operations of this gift of Heaven are rather instan

taneous, than the result of any tedious process, like Diomede, after Minerva had endued him, with the power of discerning gods from mortals. The man of good sense discovers at once, the truths of those objects he is most concerned to distinguish, and conducts himself with suitable caution and security. It is for this reason, possibly, that this quality of the mind is not so often found united with learning as one could wish; for good sense being accustomed to receive her discoveries, without labour or study, she cannot so easily wait for those truths, which being placed at a distance, and lying concealed under numberless covers, require much pains, and application to unfold-But though good sense, is not in the number, nor always, it must be owned, in the company of the sciences; yet, it is (as the most sensible of the poets has justly observed,) fairly worth the seven.

Rectitude of understanding is, indeed,

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