a$6 KINGS WESTON.
When the Turk arrived within hearing, the driver
said, " Matter, the lady wants you." The old
man proceeded to the door, with his turban in his
right hand. The fair female within the chaise
dropped money into it: the lad spurred his horses,
and the donor and receiver were instantly, and
perhaps for ever, separated.
Why should the novelist seek for ftrained scenes
of philanthropy in the exhausted receptacles of his
own brain ? have we not touches of exquisite deli-
cacy and benevolence daily before us ? We gene-
rally need only observe, and record. The bloom-
ing Briton beheld an oppresTed, aged, and weary
slranger, labouring through the dusr, burnt by
the midfummer and mid-day Sun. An appeal
srom the Divinity, directed to the heart, whis-
pered, " Should I not link under these circum-
stances, without relief, were I in Turkey ?" The
truth was indisputable, and the hand executed
the dictates of compassion. Who can doubt but
that every prospecl brightened around the inmates
of this chaise from that instant ?
An example so forcible was insrantly imitated
by me, a poor copyist. When I enquired of the
Turk whether he undcrsrood the language, he
replied in the assirmative, in tolerable English ;
and I thought his accent very like that of a
Frenchman.
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