journey, with his only child, the daughter we have mentioned.

He was a devout man, as became his profession. He possessed devotion in all its warmth, but with none of its asperity; I mean that asperity which men, called devout, sometimes indulge in. Mr--, though he felt no devotion, never quarrelled with it in others. His gouvernante joined the old man and his daughter in the prayers and thanksgivings which they put up on his recovery; for she, too, was a heretic, in the phrase of the village.-The philosopher walked out, with his long staff and his dog, and left them to their prayers and thanksgivings.- My master," - said the old woman, “ alas ! he is '

« not a Christian; but he is the best of unbelievers.”_" Not a Christian !”-ex. claimed Mademoiselle La Roche, “yet he saved my father! Heaven bless him for it; I would he were a Christian !"«« There is a pride in human knowledge, my child,” said her father, “ which often blinds men to the sublime truths of revelation ; hence opposers of Christianity are found among men of virtuous lives, as well as among those of dissipated and licentious characters. Nay, sometimes, I have known the latter more easily converted to the true faith than the former, because the fume of passion is more easily dissipated than the mist of false theory and delusive speculation."_" But Mr" said his daugh

, ter, “ alas ! my father, he shall be a Christian before he dies." --She was interrupted by the arrival of their landlord.—He took her hand with an air of kindness :she drew it away from him in silence; threw down her eyes to the ground, and left the room. I have beert thank

ing God,” said the good La Roche, “ for my recovery.". That is right,” replied

“ his landlord.— I would not wish,”

a

gratitude to that Being, I should barely be satisfied with my recovery, as a continuation of life, which, it may be, is not a real good.

Alas! I

may

live to wish I had died, that you had left me to die, Sir, instead of kindly relieving me, (he clasped Mr

-'s hand ;)-but, when I look on this renovated being as the gift of the Almighty, I feel a far different sentiment—my heart dilates with gratitude and love to Him: it is prepared for doing His will, not as a duty, but as a pleasure, and regards every breach of it, not with disapprobation, but with horror."-You say right, my dear Sir," replied the philosopher ; " but you are not yet re-established enough to talk much-you must take care of your health, and neither study nor preach for some time. I have been thinking over a scheme that struck me today, when

you
mentioned your

intended departure. I never was in Switzerland: I have a great mind to accompany your

daughter and you into that country.I will help to take care of you by the road; for, as I was your first physician, I hold myself responsible for your cure.' La Roche's eyes glistened at the proposal ; his daughter was called in and told of it. She was equally pleased with her father ; for they really loved their landlord-not perhaps the less for his infidelity; at least that circumstance mixed a sort of pity with their regard for him--their souls were not of a mould for harsher feelings; hatred never dwelt in them.

No. 43. TUESDAY, June 22, 1779.

CONTINUATION OF THE STORY OF LA ROCHE.

They travelled by short stages ; for the philosopher was as good as his word, in taking care that the old man should not be fatigued. The party had time to be well acquainted with one another, and their friendship was increased by acquaintance. La Roche found a degree of simplicity and gentleness in his companion, which is not always annexed to the character of a learned or a wise man. His daughter, who was prepared to be afraid of him, was equally undeceived. She found in him nothing of that self-importance, which superior parts, or great cultivation of them, is apt to confer. He