 Venhurst will call at nine, and expects to find you ready to attend her."—"What you please," replied the other; "if Miss Venhurst is to be of the party, I have no

objection." The consent seemed to give much satisfaction to Mrs. Boothby, who left her with a gentle tap on the back, and an unusual appearance of kindness in her aspect.
Lucy read her letter again; she had desired Bolton to think of her no more; but there is in the worthiest hearts, a little hypocrisy attending such requests: she found herself happy in the thought that he had not forgotten her
When she opened her bureau, to deposit this fresh testimony of his attachment, she observerd the corner of a piece of paper which had been thrust into a fissure occasioned by the shrinking of the wood. Her curiosity was excited by this circumstance, and unfolding the paper, she found it to contain—
To Miss Sindle.
Madm.
I writ this from a sincear regaird to yur welfer. Sir Tho. Sindle hase a helitch plott against yur vart•e, and hase imployede Mrs. Buthbie, whu is a wooman of a notoreus karicter in Londun to assist him. They wil putt yu on a jant tomoro on pretens of seeing Mss Venhrst, butt it is fals: for she is not to be thair, and they only wants to inveegle yu for a wicket purpes. therfor bi advyzd by a friende, and du not go.
Yur secrt welwisher, R. S.
Amazement and horror filled the mind of Lucy as she read this; but▪ when the first perturbation of her soul was over, she bethought herself of endeavouring to find out her friend in the author of this epistle, whose compassion seemed so much interested in her behalf. She remembered that one of the servants who was sometimes employed to ride out with her, was called Robert, which agreed with the first initial in the subscription of the no•e she had received. At supper, therefore, tho' she wore a look of as much indifference as possible, she marked, with a secret attention the appearance of this man's countenance. Her belief, of his being the person who had communicated this friendly intelligence, was encreased from her observation; and she determined to watch an opportunity of questioning him with regard to it.

AFTER a night of wakeful anxiety, she was called in the morning by Mrs. Boothby, who told her, that breakfast waited, as it was near the hour they proposed setting out on their jaunt. "Miss Venhurst, continued she, has sent to let you
