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to forfeit them for ever being designed by his father for a member of a society distinguished in the Church as the severest in its pale: but in the full possession of present en joyments, Rinaldo adverted not to theio speedy termination: and while bis ear was turned to the full swell of harmon ny, or the sweet and tender notes which Sicilian art can sok well improve, bis eyes was caught by the fascinating beauty that blazed around him. Rinaldo was a stranger to the company, but their politeness did away that objection ; and be soon found himself emboldened to ask the name of a figure, whose solemn step and uncouth appearance, added to a scrutinizing manner, seemed to denounce: him as an enemy to the gallantry of the place. To this question he received an equivocal answer.

The Signor was called Schabraco. . He was seen where. eyer business or pleasure convened a crowd. If he spoke, it was to satirize. His smile was the smile of spleen. His frown that of a dark revenge. But as to his origin, residence or means of subsistence, no opo knew, non did anyone seem desirous of investigating.

Our youth's curiosity was of a different stamp. Ardent in the parsuit of mystery, he seldom considered its object; and the purpose he sought to elucidate was defeated by: want of caution. At the first approach of dawn Schabraco, retreatect; and before Piozzi could reach the portico, he was? no where to be seen. The crowd of carriages, which nearly filled the street made this very probable.

-For several days nothing further occurred: respecting this? extraordinary personage, and Rinaldo felt his hopes , susu? pended, if not wholly extinct; till, on his taking the air on : the noble quay which fronts the Calabrian shore, he beheld in a felucca that was making from the port, the figure of him he so recently gave up. His dress, which was that worn at the masquerade, his fierce air, and abstracted manner, convinced our young man of his identity, who, immediately stepping into another boat, directed the rowers to follow that a-head of them.

(To be continued.)

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AMUSING CHRONICLE,

a tueekly Repository for MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE.

No,XXII, Price 4d.) Feb. 15, 1817.

(Vol.II.

A quarto plate of the THREE Misses DENNETT's, accompanies this Number.

Etchings from Historical Works will shortly appear.

THE NARRATOR, No. XVIII.

TEMOCLEA.

A TALE FOR THE LADIES.

“ Act thou as best beseems theroine's part,
Be bold, be resolute, thrust home the dart;
The vile assailant wears a coward's heart."

DRYDEN.

There is not a station from the princely pavilion to the threshold of the humble cottager, in which female virtue doth not dignify the possessor, nor is there a stratagem to be put in force for its protection, that is not to be justified by moral philosophy, even though the endeavour may be repugnant to the feelings of female delicacy.

Tyrants and Barbarians will set up this fallacious plea for is destruction, ( a right by conquest') but the mind ex

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panded in the schools of honour, will at all times revolt at violation, well knowing that Love

Delights not there, afar he bears his flame,
And leaves the trespass for the scrolls of shame :
Force drowns affection, there no pleasures rise,

While honour charms the fair and wins the prize. The history of mankind presents us with many instances where powerful villainy, for a transient gratification, has destroyed the peace of innocence, and bespread the pillows of the matron with the tears of a lasting sorrow, but few are the remarks on successful resistance; it often declaims on the wrongs of a ruined Lucretia, but seldom exults with a magnanimous Timoclea.

Since matrimony has become less respected among us, insomuch, that our would-be task-masters have had the audacity to recommend the annihilation of it with the humble poor, the violators of virtue have been more frequent, and, it has been our lot of grief too often to behold the guilty escape justice with impunity.

Satyrs, for I must not call them men, of this description but too much abound, having little else to do, they waylay the unsuspecting female in her rural walks, and by insulting solicitations, attempt more than the pen

of modesty. can express : the heavy judgments of the law are disregardled by them; and to remonstrate in a moral way is to call up insult and scurrility ; or to exemplify the brilliancy of bonor by the continence of the great Scipio, 'has now no more effect on the feelings of the character I now present, than a fairy tale from the old wife of a juvenite nursery:

To encourage my fair country women to resist, and treat with contempt these modern Tarquins, I have selected from the records of antiquity, the story of the Theban Matron, who, amidst the terrors spread by a conquering army, dared to protect her hononr, and by an act of the highest magnanimity, won the friendship of the great Alexander.

The Theban Matron.

YE dames of Britain bless!d with ev'ry grace,
If not too partial to your dressing place,
If for a moment you can heedless pass
The rosy rouge, and form reflecting glass,

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