rant and the other learned; but that one served his God, and the other served him not :—a few years only shall pass, before we, who now are gay and buoyant with life, must acknowledge that all other distinction is a shadow. When they are both laid in the grave, who will distinguish the bones of a slave from those of his master ?There the rich and the poor meet together, and all earthly distinctions are forgotten.” la ang t "I hate philosophy," said Flora.

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"Positively Ellen, I will not have my apartment converted into a scene of polemic discussion; or, if you must preach, it shall be to empty walls, fór hear it I will not." Ellen sighed, and was silent.

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"These flowers are so faded," said Flora, taking up a wreath of artificial roses," that they are quite useless, and I am afraid Mrs. Collis has no new foreign ones.".

"With a little refreshing they might be made as bright as ever: will you allow me to try my skill," said Ellen, in her conciliating manner.

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Willingly, if it is not too much trouble." Ellen prepared her tints, and in an hour the sickly flowers bloomed with all the glowing hues of summer.

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"O! now they are beautiful," exclaimed Flora, as she surveyed them. Well, Ellen, after all, I believe you are a goodnatured creature; and I would do any thing in the world for you, except not go to Lady Cleveland's."

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Ellen laughed: "It is easy to be generous on these terms," said she; keep back nothing from a friend but what it would be painful to us to resign; we can scarcely call this a sacrifice or self-denial."

"O! the monkish spirit is perpetually breaking out; but come, let us join the gentlemen."

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Ellen," said Percy as they entered the drawing-room, I want to go to Kingston tomorrow to bring Langton to town; will you come."

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"So true it is," said Irwin," that we take no note of time but from its loss."

"Time is not lost which is enjoyed," said Percy.

"That must depend upon the nature of the enjoyment, I should think," said Irwin drily.

"Well, I will keep a pocket almanack for the future."

"It is quite unnecessary," rejoined Irwin; "give to each hour its due employment, and no day will pass by unregarded."

"So much the worse," cried Percy; "I often wish that I could sleep for days together, they lie so heavy on my hands: Sunday, in particular, hangs on the rest of the week like a plummet at the end of a line."

"An excellent comparison, Percy, if the Sunday had the same effect on the rest of the week that the plummet has on the line, keeping it in an even and regular course."

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Well, you are indeed a methodist, Irwin.” "Were I only to remember," replied Irwin, "the ridicule which that epithet has obtained for so many years, I might blush to hear it