THE GOVERNESS. IN a pleasant but retired fituation, at the extremity of a healthy village, refided Mrs. Corbet, who fince the death of her husband (the late rector of the parish) had been neceffitated to exert thofe talents fhe poffeffed both from nature and education, in the instruction of a stated number of pupils, whom fhe confidered rather as her children than her scholars, and in whose improvement all She her wishes were now concentered. fhared their pleasures, foftened their anxi, eties, rewarded their virtues, punished their errors but her punishments were by no means after the ufual mode; the aggreffors were neither denied their meals, nor put to ftudy leffons whose length gave them a hatred to learning; they were fimply debarred the company of their mates, and excluded the pleasurable society that commonly drew round the governess on the close of evening, to liften to the inftructive tales which fhe frequently gratified them by relating. The number of her pupils were twelve, namely Mifs Charlotte Selwyn, aged fifteen. Mifs Lucy Selwyn, her fifter, three years younger. Mifs Mary Ulfter, fourteen. Mifs Frances Wharton, thirteen. Mifs Jane Baldwin, eleven. Mifs Caroline Beaver, ten. Mifs Harriet Bennet, likewise ten. Mifs Emma Calcraft, nine. Miss Ann Seagoe, eight. Mifs Eliza Melville, feven. Mifs Sophia Wentworth, feven, Mifs Maria Sawbridge, fix On a frosty winter evening, having performed their exercifes to the fatisfaction of their governess, and played until they were almoft weary, they drew round the chearful fire, where she was fitting, contem plating with pleasure on their innocent mirth and fprightly activity, and whisper, ing for some time, at length fent Miss Bennet with a request to their governess. A fhort curtefy preluded her speech—“ Ah, Madam," said fhe, " if you would be fo good as to tell us one of thofe pretty stories that used to delight us, you know not how much we fhall all be obliged to you." Willingly my love," returned fhe, Son this condition;-that you all give me in future as much fatisfaction as you have done to-day. I will then relate to you the tale of Almalic and Haffan, or the Road to Happinefs." B 2 FIRST EVENING ALMALIC AND HASSAN, OR THE ROAD TO HAPPINESS. OMAR the hermit of the mountain Au bukabis, which rises on the east of Mecca, and overlooks the city, found one evening a man fitting penfive and alone, within a few paces of his cell. Omar regarded him with attention, and perceived that his looks were wild and haggard, and that his body was feeble and emaciated: the man also feemed to gaze ftedfaftly on Omar, but fuch was the diftraction of his mind, that his eye did not immediately take cognizance of |