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"Ah ha!" cried the chi his head, "s! it won't do; a'n't so soon put upon If you've got any thing to say, tell me, that's the way Where's the cash? Got ever a rental? Are warm? That's the point; are war any answer, continued his hoed chimney-sweeper exclaimed, "Come, come with me! won't be iain held out his hand, but Cecilia, pointing to the fiend, answered, "How can I come, sir?"

"Shew you the way," cried he, "shovel hihly set about rean a yell so horrid, that it disturbed the whole co, "Aye, aye, blacky, groay, blacky,--makes no odds," sturdily continued his work, and, as the fiend had no chance of resisting so coarse an antagonist without a serious struggle, he was presently coround

"War off his wig, and wiping his head with the sleeves of his dress, "pure ork this!"

Cecilia, once again freed from her persecutor, instantly quitted her place, alhty Turk, as peculiarly her aversion, and the facetious chimney-sweeper, whose vicinity, either on account of his dress or his conversation, was by no means desirable She was not, however, displeased that the white domino and the schoolmaster still continued to attend her

"Pray, look," said the white doure of Hope; is there any in the room half so expressive of despondency?"

"The reason, however," answered the schoolht and beautiful silver anchor upon which she reclines presents an occasion irresistible for an attitude of elegant dejection; and the assuiven up where an opportunity offers to display any beauty, or manifest any perfection in the dear proper person!"

"But why," said Cecilia, "should she assume the character of Hope? Could she not have been equally dejected and equally elegant as Niobe, or soedy queen?"

"But she does not assume the character," answered the schoolmaster, "she does not even think of it: the dress is her object, and that alone fills up all her ideas Enquire of al the persons they seeross than you can iht upon the subject; accident, or convenience, or caprice has alone directed their choice"