natural benevolence and humanity of his character, she had therefore no doubt, but he would protect her brothers till she could reclaim them, and she determined on secretly leaving his house the following morning.

She had but one hope to support her in her perilous enterprize, but one object to beckon her towards a world, so intimidating in the little experience she had already obtained of it; and that hope, that object arose from a paragraph she had read the preceding day in a newspaper :-it ran as follows,

"Any person who understands the modern Greek, Turkish, or Italian languages, and who speaks English fluently, will hear of a good situation, by applying to the printer hereof."

Ida did not doubt, that the person who had dictated this advertisement,

was some helpless foreigner, who, more happily circumstanced than herself, was not less a stranger in England, and who, perhaps, wanted an interpreter even to transact the common affairs of life. Vibrating between hope and despair, she considered not the singularity of the paragraph, or of her own application. It was the only alternative from want or infamy, and she gladly seized it. In the midst of the melancholy thoughts which occupied her mind during the night previous to her departure, Osmyn recurred to her soul, the fleet days of love, and joy, and pleasure, came back with his idea, and opposed themselves to her present destiny, while she almost wondered, that she, who had sustained the loss of the affections of him she loved, could be vulnerable to any other suffering,

since every other lost its poignancy by the comparison.

The next day Lord B- was to visit the villa. The next morning Ida quitted it for ever. She had obstinately refused to accept of any of the liberal presents he was anxious to lavish on her; and the mourning suits he had presented to her family, and the discharge of her father's little debts, were obligations accepted from necessity, but equally insupportable to her feelings and her pride; she was now, therefore, destitute of the means of procuring any mode of conveyance from his villa to London. But the oppression that weighed upon her sad and suffering heart, rendered her insensible to every other consideration. She left a note for her nurse and brothers, to calm their anxiety, with respect to her.

absence, and to assure them, they should hear from her immediately, and then without guide, and almost without hope, object, or expectation, she departed on foot for London, from the sumptuous and luxurious residence of a man who loved her. And did he love her? would he, to have rescued her from the hard and gloomy destiny that now seemed to await her-would he have taken her to his bosom-would he have protected her from the shame that hangs on woman's weakness, and given her a claim upon the world's esteem -Oh, no! a conduct so just, so worthy, and beneficent, would have been in his eyes romantic and imprudent; for still he saw in that woman, who was destined (in spite of every ef fort and every prejudice) to make the misery and happiness of his life, a poor and friendless foreigner, without rank,

without fortune, and above all, without the suffrages of that world, whose power he did not fear, but whose laugh

he dreaded.

The unhappy Ida, in her simple mourning habit, and concealed in a long black veil, pursued her way to London, sometimes guided by a passenger, of whom she timidly enquired the way, sometimes by the finger-boards, which pointed to it, while thoughts of a sad and gloomy cast occupied her mind. She had more than once lost the direct road, and was more than once obliged to pause and take rest, overcome by a fatigue she was unable, from the lingering delicacy of her health, to support; and she entered London by Kensington, at that hour when the brilliant bustle of business and amusement, rendered it a scene the most animating to the thoughtless, and the