tue! the love of admiration proved her ruin. Yet, the was handsome, thoughtless, young, and gay, all which combined to facilitate and accelerate her destruction; but she was daily told to watch and pray against the wiles of men. How little to be pitied then, if inattention was her known, perfifted in, and fatal weaknessit was-Eugenius, a youth well skilled in artifice and adulation, beheld her charms with fond defire, and fought with no fmall pains to feduce her he fucceeded-too well for poor Amanda-her virtue loft, her reputation gone, by friends abandoned, and relations scorned, what could the do?-alas !—but mourn -and this I found her doing. Moved by compaffion, and pitying her distress (though it was her own procuring) with fentiments, the language of humanity and benevolence, I ftrove to comfort her-at first she seemed like Rachael, unwilling to take comfort, and fatally refolved to end her days in grief, despair, and woe- Was this her duty ?-no-she was not left without fome ground to hope,-but hope for what? for pardon and forgiveness at the hands of her offended maker? yes, she might hope for this, but only through the medium of fincere repentance, mixed with faith on him who died for Magdalens, convinced of fin's defert, and humbly feeking mercy at a Saviour's feet.-I told her this she ftrove to fpeak-her heart was full, but all she uttered was O fir, God knows my grief, he knows how much I have fuffered fince I loft" Her tears and deep-fetched figns, for feveral minutes ftopped her fpeech-at length, though with much much difficulty fhe added, "heaven is "heaven is my witness, what would I not do to regain my innocence (if that was poffible)-how often and how fervently have I prayed to him, who does not take delight either in the death and punishment of his creatures, to forgive my fin, and cleanfe me from my guilt. "But may fuch a wretch as 1-prostitute, chief of finners, lowest of virtue, innocence, and reputationhope for mercy?" "Yes, I replied, you may-but only on conditions-Are you refolved, if God fhould hear your prayers, to go and fin no more "She lifted up her hands and eyes to Heaven, and faid-O God, thou knoweft-then overcome with grief, burst into tears. May the fair sex take warning from the unfortunate THE DREADFUL EFFECTS OF VICIOUS CONDUCT Exemplified in the perfon of an unfortunate Female. A Gentleman in the medical line was fome time ago asked to visit a patient, and was conducted by an elderly woman up two or three pair of stairs, to a gloomy, fhabby, fky-lighted apartment. When he en tered, tered, he perceived two young females fitting on the fide of a dirty bed without curtains; on approaching he found one of them nearly in the agonies of death, fupported by the other, who was perfuading her to take a bit of bread dipped in fpirits. The pale emaciated figure refufed, faying, in a feeble languid voice, "That it could but contribute to prolong her mifery, which the hoped was drawing to an end." Looking at the Doctor, fhe faid, " you have come too late, fir, I want not your affistance. Oh! could thou minister to a mind diseased, Here the fetched a deep figh, and dropped upon the bed every means of relief was afforded, but in vain; for in lefs than two hours the expired. In a fmall box by the fide of the bed were found fome papers, by which it appeared that the young woman had more than ordinary education that she had changed her name, and concealed that of her parents, whom he pitied, and whofe greatest fault had been too much indulgence, and a mifplaced confidence in the prudence of their favourite daughter. FEMALE MONITOR. THE MAID OF SORROW. UNHAPPY daughter of Diftrefs and Woe, Whate'er thy forrows, and whoe' er thou art: For thee the tears of Charity fhall flow, Warm from the purest fountain of the heart. Perhaps, Perhaps, tho' now neglected and forlorn, A parent once furvey'd thee with delight; The idol of thy father's heart alone, Or the lov'd darling of a mother's fight. For thee, perhaps, they toiled, watch'd, and pray'd ; On thy fweet innocence with transport hung: And well they thought their tender care repaid, To hear the artless music of thy tongue. When dawning Reafon fhed her ray benign, Some bafe deceiver, practifed to betray, Might win thy eafy faith, deftroy thy fame, Then caft thee like a loathfome weed away, The sport of Fortune, and the child of Shame. Poor wand'rer! perhaps thou couldst not find The liberal hand, the flender gift to spare; Infatiate Avarice the foul confin'd, Or timid Prudence difbeliev'd thy prayer. Then, from the world, neglected and forlorn, Un Unhappy fhade! whate'er thy lot has been THE STORY OF SCIPIO AND INDIBILIS. THE mighty Scipio at four and twenty years of age, had obtained a great victory, and a multitude of prifoners, of each sex and all conditions, fell into his poffeffion; and among others, an agreeable virgin, in her early bloom and beauty. He had too fenfible a fpirit to see the most lovely of all objects without being moved with paffion: Besides which, there was no obligation of honour or virtue to reftrain his defires towards one who was his by the fortune of war. But a noble indignation, and a fudden forrow, which appeared in her countenance, when the conqueror caft his eyes upon her, raised his curiofity to know her ftory. He was informed, that she was a lady of the higheft condition in that country, and was contracted to Indibilis, a man of merit and quality. The generous Roman foon placed himself in the condition of that unhappy man, who was to lose so charming a bride; and though a youth, a batchelor, a lover, and a conqueror, immediately refolved to refign all the invitations of his paffion, and the rights of his power, to reftore her to her destined husband. With this purpofe he commanded her pa rents |