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IN PORK AND SAUSAGES, IN THE YEAR OF OUR REDEEMER, 1814." Puck's curiosity was irresistible; he slily pocketed the book, hastened home to peruse its contents, and communicated the following extracts for the benefit of our readers.

Monday, eight o'clock.-Called up Tabitha my wife, my maid Sarah, and John my man, to join with me in-morning prayer.-Much moved in my mind by the black eyes of Sarah; my heart does as it were yearn after her, and is filled with spiritual love; but, alas! she is not as yet one of the righteous. -Breakfast.

From nine to one. Chopped meat for sausages—thought earnestly of the Lord and Sarah. .

From one to two.-Dinner-ate very heartily of pork and pease-pudding-it is a meal for the righteous.--Mem. The Jews are a ville race, for they love not pork.

From two till four.–Served in the shop-many of the ungodly did come to buy sausages and bacon-my inmost man waxed wrath even unto sickness at their presence; but I silenced the qualms of my conscience by cheating them.

From four to five.- Prayers and tea.-My wife groweth old and ugly-it is a pity that Sarah hath not in her the true knowledge of the Lord. . .

From five to nine.-In the shop-my neighbour Topeall came in for a pound of sausages-he is a publican and a profane liver, therefore I did cheat him—the pound was deficient by an ounce, and the flesh of the sausages had a rank savour.

From nine to ten.-Still in the shop. Verily the Lord is with me, for I take from the uprighteous their mammon, and profit exceedingly therein..

From ten to eleven. --Supper-the hundredth psalmWent to bed, and dreamed of the maiden Sarah.,

Tuesday, eight o'clock.- Rose much troubled in my mind ----struggled mightily with the Lord, and cried unto him with a loud voice, but he heard not my cries; they however awoke Tabitha my wife, who joined with me in prayer.-Breakfast.

From nine to one.—Helped John in the shop. -Parson Cheatem called in while I was weighing out half a pound of sausages for a customer-he saluted Tabitha my wife, and

retired with her to the back pårlour, that they might coma mune together in private-neighbour Topeall, who was present, laughed aloud, and put a finger on each side of his forehead, thereby intimating-but he is a profane mocker, and an abhorrer of righteousness, and the truth is not in him.

-Yea, I did punish him for his ungodly gibing, for the shil. ling 1 gave him in change for his token was a bad one picked it up in the street, for the Lo.d directed my sight. thereto.

From one to two.Prayers and dinner.-Gaxed earnestly on Sarah, and was unable to eat-Tabitha observed my sick. ness, but guessed not the cause thereof.

From two to seven. --Shop ......forgot to fill up my diary at night, for my thoughts were on Sarah, and Tabitha my wife is jealous. ,

Wednesday, eight o'clock:-Got up-breakfast.-Methought Sarah looked more kindly on me than she was wont.

From nine to twelve-Went to dun my customers Mr. Heartwell called me rogue, and swore most naughtily. Rebuked him for his profaneness; told him that it was the wick. ed-one spoke within him, and desired him to seek the Lord : Mr. Heartwell more violent and more naughty ; swore most filthily; heard the voice of the Lord, calling on me to rebuke him-did so, and was kicked down stairs---determined to sue him before the elders of the land; and though nobody saw the deed, John can swear he did, for, had he been present, he would have seen it.

Two o'clock.-Returned home-dinner as usual.

From two to five. In the shop.—The widow Barebones came to beseech my assistance, for all her little property was destroyed by fire.—The Lord hardened my heart, and I refused her.-It grieves me that the Lord did so, for my dear friend, the late Mr. Barebones, set me up in the world; but, alas ! lie was not of the faithful.

From five to six. Tea and prayers as usual.

Six.-Went into the shop-saw my daughter Mary reading behind the counter very attentively. Thinking it was the Gospel, I began to praise her for seeking the Lord-she started at the sound of my voice, and hastily put up the book-suspected from her confusion that I was deceived, and took it from her--found that it was a filthy book called

a Romance, “ The Monk,"_took it away with horror, and retired to read it, being desirous to see how far the wickedone could lead the ungodly..Read till twelve o'clock, and closed the book in terror, wondering at the wickedness of mån.

Twelve o'clock.Was surprised at the lateness of the hour; thought it was but nine-the whole family gone to-bed, under the idea that I was engaged in prayer--retired also.

Thursday, eight o'clock.--Breakfast and prayers. .

From nine to one - In the shop.Too many of the righte. ous amongst my customers, for the Lord hath infused his wisdom into their hearts, and they will not be deceived either by bad silver or by short weight.-Did not gain more than cent. per cent. notwithstanding all my exertions. •

From one to two.--Prayed fervently before dinner-dinnerate little ; for that wicked varlet John had sold the good sausages by mistake, and reserved the bad ones for us.

From two to five. Read in the Bible the story of the chaste Susannah and the Elders—thought of Sarah and her reprobate state, and determined to converse with her alone upon the subject for the purpose of bringing about her salvation.-Feigned illness, and desired Tabitha to go without me to the conventicle.--Tabitha agreed, but said she would take Sarah with her, that she also might benefit by hear. ing the word.What is to be done? Tabitha is certainly jealous.

From five to twelve.-Determined to take a walk by way of forgetting my disappointment.-Was seduced by an unchaste damsel ; but though a harlot, she was one of the righteous, or I had not gone astray-returned home-a curtainlecture from Tabitha-confessed that the flesh had been allpowerful, and, with tears of penitence, besought her pardon.

Tabitha granted it, and confessed that she also had struggled with the flesh, but in vain. What is to be done? Tabitha is unchaste.

Friday, eight o'clock.-Awoke--thought of Tabitha's frailty-determined to pardon her, for her fortune was at her own disposal, and, if left to the world, she would be inevitably ruined.-Breakfast— Tabitha looked ashamed; but that ungodly varlet John gazed indecently on Sarah-resolved to eject him, for the Gospel saith we should cut off the limb that offendeth.

From nine to two. In the shop Tabitha very sick what doth this sickness forbode ?-Verily I fear the Lord hath chosen her as a vessel of increase-retired to meditate upon the word-Sarah brought in the dinner

At this point is an " hiatus valde deflendus.- What the dinner was, or what the desert, is not said. For three whole days Mr. Godwin, vender of sausages and bacon, did not think proper to trust either his thoughts or actions to paper, but filled up the interval with huge blots of red and black ink, disposed alternately; on the Tuesday the journal is resumed, and hereafter the substance shall be faithfully communicated to our readers.

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Entirely absorbed in music, this great man was a child in every other respect. His hands were so wedded to the piano, that he could use them for nothing else; at table, his wife carved for him; and in every thing relating to money, or the management of his doméstic affairs, or even the choice and arrangement of amusements, he was entirely under her guidance. His health was very delicate, and during the latter part of his too short life, it declined rapidly. Like all weakminded people, he was extremely apprehensive of death; and it was only by incessant application to his favourite study, that he prevented his spirits sinking totally under the fears, of approaching dissolution. At all other times, he laboured under a profound melancholy, which unquestionably tended to accelerate the period of his existence. In this melancholy śtate of spirits, he composed the Zauber Flote, the Clemensa di Tito, and his celebrated mass in D minor, commonly known by the name of his Requiem. The circumstances which attended the composition of the last of these works are so remarkable, from the effect they produced upon his mind, that we shall detail them.

One day, when his spirits were unusually oppressed, a stranger of a tall, dignified appearance, was introduced. His manners were grave and impressive. He told Mozart that he came from a person who did not wish to be known, to request he would compose a solemn mass, as a requiem for the soul of a friend whom he had recently lost, and whose memory he was desirous of commemorating by this solemn

service. Mozart undertook the task, and engaged to have it completed in a month. The stranger begged to know what price he set upon his work, and immediately paid him a hundred ducats, and departed. The mystery of this visit seemed to have a very strong effect upon the mind of the musician. He brooded over it for some time; and then suddenly calling for writing materials, began to compose with extraordinary ardour. The application, however, was more than his strength could support ; it brought on fainting fits, and his increasing illness obliged him to suspend his work. “ I am writing this requiem for myself,” said he abruptly to his wife one day ;“ it will serve for my own funeral service ;'? and this expression never afterwards left him. At the expi. ration of the month, the mysterious stranger appeared, and demanded the Requiem. “ I have found it impossible,” said Mozart,“ to keep iny word;" the work has interested me more than I expected, and I have extended it beyond my first design. I shall require another month to finish it." The stranger made no objection; but observing, that, for this additional trouble, it was but just to increase the premium, laid down fifty ducats more, and promised to return at the time appointed. Astonished at his whole proceedings, Mozart ordered a servant to follow this singular personage, and, if possible, to find out who he was. The man, how. ever, lost sight of him, and was obliged to return as he went. Mozart, now more than ever persuaded that he was a messenger from the other world, sent to warn him that his end was approaching, applied with fresh zeal to the Requiem; and, in spite of the exhausted state both of his mind and body, completed it before the end of the month. At the appointed day the stranger returned ;-but Mozart was no more!


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