and dropping some mysterious hints, as, "I am saying--when will you give
us any more of yon?"--or, "Yon's not a bad narrative--I like yon."

Pray Heaven the reader may be of his opinion.




THE SURGEON'S DAUGHTER.


CHAPTER THE FIRST.


When fainting Nature call'd for aid,
And hovering Death prepared the blow,
His vigorous remedy display'd
The power of art without the show;
In Misery's darkest caverns known,
His useful care was ever nigh,
Where hopeless Anguish pour'd his groan,
And lonely Want retired to die;
No summons mock'd by cold delay,
No petty gains disclaim'd by pride,
The modest wants of every day
The toil of every day supplied.
SAMUEL JOHNSON.

The exquisitely beautiful portrait which the Rambler has painted of his
friend Levett, well describes Gideon Gray, and many other village