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monster often filled his mind with groundless fears ; sometimes suggesting, by a dream, that thieves had broke into his cabbin, and seized upon his treasure. Terrified by such visions, the wretched Yaarab often waked in horror, and ran to secure it: sometimes intimating that it might very probably be discovered by some prying eye, which put him upon inventing new expedients to hide it.--Among the monsters that invaded the repose of the once happy peasant, Ambition was not idle. Ambition has often found access to the cottages of rustics, and seeing so fair an opportunity to gain over Yaarab's heart, resolved not to neglect it.---This Dæmon frequently reproached him with his meanness, and laid before him a variety of plans by which he might raise himself to dignity and honour. Yaarab, in confequence of these representations of Ambition, was sometimes elated with presumtuous hope : he, in imagination, saw himself at the head of armies, or admitted to the Council of Princes ; but these fanguine hopes foon gave way to doubts and scruples. He distrusted his own abilities, and, with reason, apprehended that his aspiring would tend to his destruction. It was then that Avarice seized the opportunity to tell him, that in the pursuits of ambition he would only consume his wealth ; whereas, by listening to the prudent advice of bim, who had nothing but his real interest in view, he might hope to encrease the riches he had found, by the addition of accumulated treasure.

After many conflicts, Yaarab at last yielded to the suggestions of Ambition, and repaired with his gold to Damascus, where, for a long time, he lived in obscurity, not knowing how to avail himself of the treasure which had fallen into his hands. He sometimes res gretted the loss of his dear Fatima; but still an over-weening hope prevented him from returning to the delightful plains, where he had passed so many happy days in her company:

One evening, as he walked solitary in one of the public squares of Damascus, he was accosted by a venerable old man, whose filver beard added dignity to a countenance, in the lineaments of which wisdom and experience appeared, united with humanity and goodnefs of heart, The fage, after a short conversation with Yaarab, spoke to him as follows:

“ My son, I know you have merit; but merit may long lie concealed, if the poffeffor of it is not endowed with the secret to make it


of other men. Take this ring, therefore; it is endowed with a virtue which will make your

latent qualifications visible ; and repair to Court, where you will, in a Thort time, meet with that preferment which wealth alone could never have procured you.'

Yaarab made many acknowledgements to the fage, who departed, telling him he would visit him again whenever he had oc


appear in the

cafion for his assistance. The shepherd, with this ring, repaired to the Court of the Sultan of Damascus, where he was immediately taken notice of by the Grand Vizir, and was employed for a confiderable time in a place of trust, the duties of which he discharged entirely to his fatisfaction. He was soon admitted to the presence of the Sultan himself, who, having asked him several questions, perceived by his answers that he was possessed of an uncommon degree of genius and penetration. The Vizir Naerdan died in a Thort time after ; and the Sultan, who had conceived a very high opinion of the abilities of Yaarab, conferred that important place upon him, and every day Dhewed him new marks of favour and confidence.

Thus did Yaarab find himself successful beyond his most fanguine hopes. His ambition and his avarice were gratified to the utmoft; but still there remained a craving void in his breast. He now found, by experienc, that there is a passion stronger than either avarice or ambition. Fatima resumed her place in his heart, and her absence rendered his grandeur and opulence tasteless and insipid. He, therefore, resolved to go in quest of her ; and having obtained leave of the Sultan, set out for the happy plains, where he had with her enjoyed a bliss, for the loss of which his power and elevation could not compensate. Fatima, who, ever since his departure, had languished with forrow, was overjoyed at seeing him, and readily consented to go with him to Damascus, where the oclipsed the most brilliant beauties of the Court. Yaarab, however, thought it below his dignity to marry her, and therefore did "his utmost to persuade her to live with him as his mistress :--proposal to which she never would listen. Yaarab, unable to reconcile his passion to his vanity, again became miserable, and lived for a long time in a continal conflict between pride and inclination. Hereupon the Cage Toulouchia, from whom he had received the ring, came to his aftaftance, and addressed him in the following terms :---" Yaarab, let not a vicious pride prevent thee from indulging a virtuous love. If thou yieldest to its dictates, thou wilt soon repent of thy folly. All inordinate passions punish themselves : thou hast already experienced the truth of this assertion ; and thy father's example ftill further confirms it. Know, Yaarab, that Naour was thy father : such was his sordid avarice, that he formed a resolution to be buried with his treasure, that he might be never separated from it : but Providence has counteracted his base designs. In thy infancy he gave thee to be educated by a Thepherd in the neighbourhood of Damascus, defiring him to bring thee up as his son, that thou mighteft not inherit that wealth which he held dearer than all the world besides ; the treasure which thou haft obtained, and by which thou hast, with my assistance, arrived at grandeur and power.---Thy happiness cannot be complete with


out the possession of Fatima. Do not refuse the bliss which offers Itself.”-----This remonftrance of the fage had such an effect upon Yaarab, that he married his beloved Fatima without any further delay; and, in his union with her, found all that fatisfaction which he had hoped in vain from wealth, favour, and elevation.


A fingular Instance of the Sagacity in HORSES. From Mr.

Outhier's Journal of a Journey to the North.
HAT Mr. Outhier relates of the fagacity of horses in this

country, is worthy of attention. Perhaps it would be thought to border a little upon the marvellous, were it not now generally agreed, that it is our interest to consider animals in a more respectable light than mere machines, as what we call inftinet in them, is often superior to what we call understanding in mankind.

In May, when the snows are melted, the horses leave their marters, and go to certain parts of the forests, where, it seems, they hold a general rendezvous. There they form themselves into different companies, which never mix with others, or separate ; and each company chuses a particular place of pasture, a department they never quit to encroach on the territories of others. When they have consumed the grass here, they decamp with the same order to another part. The polity of these societies is so well regulated, and their marches so uniform, that their masters know always where to find them, in case of need. After their work is done, the horses return to their companions in the woods. In September, when the season fets in, they quit the forests in troops, and each goes back to his master's stall.

These horses are small, but sure and brisk, and vicious. Though they are commonly gentle, yet some are not catched without difficulty, or harnessed to the carriages. These are ufually in good plight when they come from this forest expedition ; but the continued labour to which they are put in winter, and the little nourishment given them, soon bring them down again. They roll themselves on the snow as our horses do on the grass, and, in the bitterest colds, stand night after night in the yard as well as in the stable.


PUBLIC LIBERTY cannot fubfift where there is a Love of Money,
I N King William's reign, when some Acts were passed which

rather restrained the prerogative, there was in the House of Commons a certain person of great natural cunning and penetration, factious, enterprizing, versed in baseness, and very knowing


in the disposition of the times in which he lived. This man came secretly to the King, and entertained him with the following harangue :--.“ I perceive, Sir, you are much cast down with the bounds that have been set to your authority; but perhaps you have not loft so much as you imagine. The people are very proud of their own work, and look with great satisfaction on the outside of their new-erected Government; but those who can see the inside too, find things too rotten and superficial to last very long. The two things in nature the most repugnant and inconsistent with each other, are the love of liberty, and the love of money : the laft is so strong among your subjects, that it is impossible the former can fubfift. I say, Sir, they are not honest enough to be free. Look round the nation, and judge whether their manners agree with their constitution. Is there a virtue which want does not difgrace, or a vice which riches cannot dignify ? Has not luxury infected all degrees of men amongst them? Which way is that luxury to be supported ? It must necessarily create a dependence, which will soon put an end to this dream of liberty. Have you a mind to fix your power on a sure and lasting balis, fix it on the vices of mankind : set up private interest against public ; apply to the wants and vanities of particulars; shew those who lead the people, that they may better find their account in betraying than defending them.---This, Sir, is a short plan of such a conduct as would make you really superior to all restraint, without breaking in upon those nominal securities which the people are more attached to a great deal than they are to the things themselves. If you please to trust the management to me, I shall not be afraid of being obnoxious to the spirit of liberty ; for, in a little time, I will extinguish every spark of it: nor of being liable to the juftice of the nation, for my crime itself shall be my protection.

A Defcription of the extraordinary SALMON LEAP at Ballyshannon.

From Twiss's Travels, lately published.
HE Salmon, in coming from the sea, are necessarily obliged,

, ; credible, but to those who have been eye-witnesses, that these fish should be able to dart themselves near fourteen feet perpendicular out of the water; and, allowing for the curoature, they leap at least twenty. I remained hours in observing them. They do not always succeed at the first leap; sometimes they bound almost to the summit, but the falling water dalhes them down again : at other times they dart head-foremost and side-long upon a rock, remain ftunned for a few moments, and then struggle into the water again. When they are so lucky as to reach the top, they swim out of light Voli VII. 158.



in a moment. They do not bound from the surface of the water ; and it cannot be known from what depth they take their leap : it is probably performed by a forcible spring, with their tails bent ; for the chief strength of most fish lies in their tail. They have often been shot, or caught with strong barbed hooks fixed to a pole, during their flight, as it may be termed; and instances have been known of women catching them in their aprons. At high water the fall is hardly three feet, and then the fish swim up that easy acclivity without leaping. Sometimes I have seen at low water fifty or fixty of these leap in an hour, and at other times only two or three. I placed myself on a rock on the brink of the cascade, so that I had the pleasure of seeing the surprizing efforts of these beautiful fish close to me ; and, at the bottom of the fall, porpoises and feals tumbling and playing among the waves; and fometiines a seal carries off a salmon under his fins.

The famous original Address of the Emperor Adrian to his Soul

on his Death-Bed.

In English Profe, thus : A LAS! my soul, thou pleasing companion of this body! Thou

fleeting thing, that art now deserting it, whither art thou flying? To what unknown scene ? All trembling, fearful, and perifive! What now is become of thy former wit and humour? 'Thou shalt jest and be gay no more.

In English Verse, thus :
AH! fleeting spirit, wand'ring fire !

That long hast warm’d my tender hreast
Must thou no more this frame inspire ?

No more a pleafing, chearful guest?
Whither, ah! whither art thou flying ?

To what dark, undiscover'd shore ?
Thou seem'st all trembling, fhiv'ring, dying,

And wit and humour are no more.


ANECDOTE of LORD TOWNSHEND. LORD Harcourt, the present Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, ar

riving late in the evening in Dublin-harbour, and meeting no fit accommodation for him and his suite at his landing-place, set off, after refreshing themselves, for the Castle, where they did not arrive till midnight. Lord Townshend, who only ftaid in Ireland to receive him, was at this period with half a dozen convivial friends over a bottle, which Lord Harcourt being informed of,

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