mistaken humanity, all the propriety of this touching drama; and, for
once, rescuing the gentle Desdemona from the deadly grasp of the
murderous Moor, who fled in full costume, dagger in hand, from the
house, and through the dark streets of Dock, until he reached his home
in a state of inconceivable affright. The scene of confusion which
followed, it would be fruitless to attempt to describe. All was riot and
uproar.--_Sailors and Saints._

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DEATH OF DAUBENTON.


We have had countless instances of "the ruling passion strong in death;"
but perhaps we can adduce nothing more illustrative of that feeling than
the following fact, which may vie with the sublimity of Rousseau's
death, when he desired to look on the sun ere his eyes were closed in
the rayless tomb:--M. Daubenton, the scientific colleague of Buffon, and
the anatomical illustrator of his "Histoire Naturelle," on being chosen
a member of the Conservative Senate, was seized with apoplexy the first
time he assisted at the sessions of that body, and fell senseless into
the arms of his astonished colleagues. The most prompt assistance could
only restore him to feeling for a few moments, during which he showed
himself, what he had always been--a tranquil observer of nature. _He
felt with his fingers, which still retained sensation, the various parts
of his body, and pointed out to the assistants the progress of the
disease!_ He died on the 31st of December, 1799. The _Edinburgh
Philosophical Journal_ states, "it may be said of him, that he attained
happiness the most perfect, and the least mixed, that any man could hope