of the same kind, inasmuch as it provided for poor foreigners, as well as indigent natives; and received orphans and foundlings, of whom it took care till they grew up. An hospital, dedicated to the Holy Ghost, was built at Nuremberg by a rich citizen, named Conrad Heinz, surnamed Der Grosse; and completed in 1341, for the reception of poor preg nant women, and the maintenance and education of their children. It was a rule in this house, that the day of the birth or reception of each child, should be recorded; so that if it should ever have the ability to pay for the expences it had incurred, a standard might be afforded, to estimate the general charge.

In England, there is a splendid hospital for foundlings, which was proposed to have been established seventeen years before it actually took place, from obstacles thrown in the way of the benevolent founder, Captain Thomas Coram; so that it was not founded until about the year 1739, or in the thirteenth year of King George II.

PRINCE LEOPOLD OF BRUNSWICK.

In the year 1785, Prince Leopold of Brunswick, son of the reigning duke, lost his life in endeavouring to relieve the inhabitants of a village that was overflowed by the Oder, which had burst its banks in several places, and carried away houses, bridges, and every thing that opposed its progress. This amiable prince was standing by the side of the river, when a woman threw herself at his feet, beseeching him to give orders to some persons to go and rescue her

children, whom, bewildered by the sudden danger, she had left behind in the house. Some soldiers who were in the same place, were also calling out for help. The prince endeavoured to procure a flatbottomed boat, but none could be found to venture across the river, although he offered large sums of money, and promised to share the danger. At last, moved by the cries of the unfortunate inhabitants of the suburbs, and led by the sensibility of his disposition, he took the resolution of going to their assistance himself. Those who were about him, endeavoured to dissuade him from the hazardous enterprise; but touched to the soul by the distress of these miserable people, he nobly replied,“ What am I more than either you or they? I am a man like yourselves, and nothing ought to be attended to here, but the voice of humanity." Unshaken, therefore, in his resolution, and in spite of all entreaties, he immediately embarked with three watermen in a small boat, and crossed the river; the boat did not want more than three lengths of the bank, when it struck against a tree, and in an instant they all, together with the boat, disappeared. A few minutes after, the prince rose again, and supported himself a short time by taking hold of a tree; but the violence of the current soon overwhelmed him, and he never appeared more. The boatmen, more fortunate, were all saved, and the prince alone became the victim of his humanity.

ANTICIPATION.

After Quin had left the stage, Ryan once requested him to repeat his performance of Falstaff, for his benefit; in answer to which, the veteran actor wrote the following laconic epistle. "Dear Ryan, I would play for you if I could; but I will not whistle for you. I have willed you a thousand pounds. If you want money, you may have it, and save my executors JAMES QUIN."

trouble.

In a similar manner, this benevolent actor anticipated a bequest of £100, which he had made to the author of the Seasons; and by this means relieved Thomson, at a moment of the greatest exigency.

BISHOP SQUIRE.

A living in Carmarthenshire, in the gift of Squire, Bishop of St. David's, becoming vacant, a nobleman wrote a letter to him, strongly recommending a gentleman to the appointment, and promising his own interest and that of his friends in behalf of the bishop, at all times. Before the bishop returned an answer to the nobleman, a poor curate, miserably dressed, came to the bishop's house at Aberguilly, and sent in a letter to his lordship, in which he stated that he had a wife and five children; that his income was only twelve pounds a year, and therefore they wanted the common necessaries of life; that he had no friend to recommend him, but hearing of the goodness of his lordship's heart, and his generosity, he was come to petition his lordship for the vacant

living. The bishop ordered him in, gave him a dinner, which he much needed, for he had walked upwards of twenty Welsh miles; required a certificate of his good behaviour, which he produced; found him qualified for the office; and not only presented him with the living, but also gave him money to discharge the expences of induction.

DR. FOTHERGILL.

Dr. John Fothergill, whose attachment to botany was a leading feature in his character, having noticed a spot of land suitable for a garden, on the Surry side of the Thames, which was to dispose of, agreed for the price. One obstacle alone remained to make it his own. It was let to a tenant at will, whose little family subsisted on its produce, and whose misery was inevitable, had he expelled him from this fruitful soil. The moment Dr. Fothergill was made acquainted with the circumstance, he broke off the bargain, saying, that "nothing could ever afford gratification to him, which entailed misery on another;" and when he relinquished this projected Eden, he made the family a present of the intended purchase money, which enabled them to become proprietors, where they had formerly only been tenants at will.

Captain Carver, a name well known in the annals of misery, as well as by his travels in North America, was reduced by long continued want, to great indigence. Disease, its natural consequence, gave him access to Dr. Fothergill, who, as often as he applied for medical relief, accompanied his prescription with a liberal donation. But Captain Carver was not au

importunate solicitor. The mind not hardened by familiarity of refusal, or that has not acquired by frequent struggles the art of suppressing its emotions, possesses that diffidence which is the inseparable associate of worth. Between diffidence and want, many were the struggles of Captain Carver; but overcome, at length, by repeated acts of the doctor's generosity, the fear of becoming troublesome to his benefactor, determined him to prefer that want, rather than continue what he conceived himself intrusive. Death soon released him. When his fate was communicated to the doctor, he exclaimed, "If I had known his distress, he should not thus have died."

PRIVATEERING.

During the war with France in 1780, Mr. Fox, a merchant of Falmouth, had a share in a ship, which the other owners determined to fit out as a letter of marque, very much against the wishes of Mr. Fox, who was a Quaker. The ship had the good fortune to take two French merchantmen, and the share of the prize-money which fell to Mr Fox, was £1500. At the close of the war, Mr. Fox sent his son (who was soon afterwards elected physician to the Bristol Infirmary,) to Paris, with the £1500, which he faithfully refunded to the owners of the vessels captured. The young gentleman, to discover the owners, was obliged to advertise for them in the Paris papers. In consequence of this advertisement, he received a letter from a small village near Nismes, in the province of Languedoc, acquainting him that a society of Quakers was established in that remote part of