am satisfied; you may assure him of my consent." When Giafar reported to Haroun his last conversation with the damsel, and described in a few words her Countenance, her attitude, and tone of voice: Haroun instantly ordered one of the most respectable of the women of the palace, attended by a number of slaves, to find out the unknown virgin, and conduct hier to the royal baths.

After she had bathed, she was arrayed most sumptuously, and conveyed to a most magnificent apartment; the chief eunuch informed the Caliph his commands were obeyed: Haroun then ordered Giafar to bring the cadi, to sign the contract of marriage.

When evening came, Haroun entered her apartment: she fell before him, and expressed her gratitude in the strongest terms. He sat down, and placed her beside him: "who is your father, madam?" said he; "your family must be noble, since you have demanded of me a dowry so considerable."

"1 derive my origin," replied she, from the Kassera Abocheroan: a reverse of fortunereduced me to that situation in which you found me."

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This answer melted the soul of Haroun; he clasped her in his arms with a thousand embraces. But the rapture he felt was soon damped by a mortifying reflection. Pardon me, princess," cried he, "if I am compelled to snatch myself from your charms; borne away, this morning, by my zeal, I made, in honour of our prophet, a solemn vow not to cohabit for a whole year with the next woman 1 should espouse."

She bent her eyes to the ground in token of acquiescence. The Caliph withdrew the constant attentions, however, paid her, prevented her supposing she was forgotten, or that he had repented of his choice.

The tedious year passed away, and again brought the solema feast of Haraphat. The Caliph, with Giafar, and the chief of the eunuchs, explored the principal streets of Bagdad in disguise, and every thing met the royal approbation. Haroun, in returning to the palace, passed by a pastrycook's shop, where there was such an appearance of neatness and propriety, that he was tempted to examine minutely the pastry and more than one sense was gratified.

(To be continued.)

Original Poetry.

TO A YOUNG LADY FONDLING A
KITTEN.

Sweet girl! when I behold thy kiss
Bestow'd upon a Cat,

How gladly, then, would I be this,
While still receiving that.

Poor tabby, hugg'd within thine arms,
To sleep would freely go;
While I would gaze upon thy charms,
And love thee dearly, too."

Each fond caress on puss you waste,

To me were doubly dear; To me 'twere sweet such bliss to taste, Thy love my heart would cheer. The senseless brute thy arms has fled; More grateful would I be; And woes might beat upon my head, If still caress'd by thee.

R. J.

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tronomical maps of all Denmark; and the whole will amount at the least to twenty. Fifteen were finished at the end of 1820. A celebrated astronomical observer directs every thing relating to the latitudes and longitudes; and there are likewise twelve land measures to fill them up, with a designer and engraver. The engraving of each plate costs four hundred rix-dollars, and four thousand copies may be struck off without retouching the plate. The price of the map is four marks.-Travels in Denmark.

Sketches of Character. of Character, (For the Casket.)

No. I. THE BUTCHER Is usually a short fat man, measuring considerably more in circumference than in height; his dress is a large blue coat, cordoroy inexpressibles, and more particularly a pair of well polished jockey boots; add to this an apron and sleeves of greasy blue linen, and a hat of greasy black, with a large steel hanging before him from a leather strap, and you have a tolerable good idea of the Butcher.'

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In this array he equips himself by three o'clock of a market morning, and starts, with a stout stick in his hand, to Smithfield; as he would disdain to leave behind him any badge of his trade, his steel is never forgotten, although he well knows he has no occasion for it there. In the market he meets many of his near neighbours, who, to do him justice, he is very glad to see, though many of them, perhaps, undersell him; he goes with them to some early house,' for drop to keep the cold out,' and afterwards sallies forth and make his purchases; he is very particular that his red mark should look quite as well on a sheep as that of any one else, and that this initials are clipped out from the hair of an ox, in a manner that shows he 'knows his business." Having paid the salesman, and taken a friendly glass with him, he joins one or two of his trade at a real breakfast, at some house of entertainment in the neighbourhood; there he quickly dis patches at least a pound of beef steaks, with the necessary accom paniments of bread, porter, &c. of which, by the bye, he is never known to be sparing; he then returns slowly back to his shed, sets his men a killing,' as soon as his beast' comes in, and retires to bed early, to make up for the preceding night.

But on a Saturday he assumes a different character: he puts on a clean pair of sleeves, or perhaps exchanges them for white ones, and is all bustle and activity; the mechanically uttered

What d'ye buy,' announces that his stock is displayed to the best advantage, while Tom' or Jem,' is seen moving with loaded tray through the streets for hours together; each joint purchased by his regular customers is the best in the town,' and he receives numerous charges to chop the bones well, not to forget the cats,' and his chopper is used generally with more force than precision; and the large

bunch of lights' goes away so unbegrudgingly, as almost to make one think that it is the only part of the bullack 'he did not pay for. In the evening, the remaining joints are hung closer together, and the pieces' are displayed in tempt. ing order on the stall-board, where they are often fingered and cheapened,' to no purpose. Half paid and half-starved mechanics look wistfully at the 'nice bit o' weal,' 'fine mutton,' and 'tender steaks,' which he so eloquently recommends; and weigh that at 6,'' tops of beef at 5' join discord with the watchman's cry of' past eleven ;' in another hour customers go home, the streets become deserted, and the clock warns him that it is time to shut up. He counts his cash, eats a hearty supper, and retires to bed. On the morrow he strolls in the fields, or takes his wife and children 'a lift in the cart;' but he is out of his element, and soon wishes for Monday. Monday comes, and with it the usual routine of business; and week after week passes on, but he is the Butcher' still.

It is in him that we find a near approach to the old fashioned Englishman, the real John Bull. He is fond of eating, drinking, and even of working. He talks politics in public houses, and yields only to the hair-dresser in the retailing of news. He has not the least inhumanity, though his profession seems to include it. He speaks with unconcern of the number of sheep he slaugh ters, but to his fellow-creatures he is kind even to a fault. He is honest in his dealings, and open-hearted iu his conversation; cares not for offending any one, except his customers,'-this is an exception we may well allow to him and upon the whole, few tradesmen of any description need be ashamed of THE BUTCHER.'

R. J.

Arabian Tales.

THE CALIPH TURNED ROBBER. (Continund.)

When the Caliph had entered his apartment, he described to one of his officers the pastry-cook': shop, and desired him to order from thence a hundred cataifs. The officer acquitted himself of his commission, and the pastry was sent to the palace. Haroun, having received the cataiffs, put a piece of gold in each, covered them with pistachio nuts, powdered them over with sugar, and sent them as a present to the Persian princess, his spouse. He desired that she should be reminded that the year was expired, during which he had been restrained by his oath from seeing her, and that in the evening she was to expect a visit from the Commander of the Faithful.

The eunuch, who delivered the message, was commanded to ask her if she had any wish which the Caliph could accomplish. I want for nothing,' said

the amiable descendant of Kassera; 'when I shall have the happiness to behold the Commander of the Faithful, all my desires will be gratified.'

Haroun was satisfied with the wisdom of her reply. But wishing to do something which might be pleasing to his beloved, he ordered Mesrour to insist that she might consider in what manner he could gratify her.

Since the Caliph,' replied she, ❝desires to oblige me, tell him that I should wish to have a thousand pieces of gold,

and a female confidential slave to accompany me in disguise through the streets of Bagdad, that I, who have been one of the daughters of distress, may supply the wants of the afflicted.'

The Caliph smiled at her request, and ordered that it should be instantly complied with. The princess and the woman who accompanied her, walked through the streets of Bagdad, distri buted alms on every side, till they had pent the thousand pieces of gold.

That day the heat was intense. The princess, as she returned to the palace, was scorched with a burning thirst; she mentioned her distress to her companion, who, seeing a water merchant, wished to call him. I choose not to drink out of the same vessel,' said the princess, with all the people of Bagdad. I feel somewhat of disgust." They afterwards came to a magnifi

Cataif, a sort of little tart.

cent house; the slave, as she passed the door, which was of sandal wood, per-, ceived through a window which had been thrown open, a chandelier of gold; in the porch, suspended by a string of the same metal. A curtain, richly embroidered, fell down on either hand, and two sophas of beautiful marble, on each, side of the door, completed the furniture of the hall..

After having examined the outside of the house, the slave rapped at the door; it was opened by a young man of genteel appearance, and elegantly dressed, who politely asked in what manner he could assist her. 'You see, sir,' said the slave,' that my daughter is parched up with thirst; she will not drink out of the vessel of the water-merchant, her a glass, and we shall be infinitely' indebted to you,'

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"You shall be satisfied instantly, madam,' replied the young man. He returned immediately with a goblet of gold, filled with water, and gave it to the woman, who reached it to the princess: she turned her face to the wall, that she, might drink without being perceived. The goblet was returned to the young man by the slave, who thanked him for his politeness to her and her pretended. daughter. The princess and she with. drew, and returned speedily to the palace.

When the Commander of the Faithful had arranged the dish of cataifs in the above-mentioned manner, he sent them to the princess, as a pledge and signal of his affection. The chief of the eunuchs, who carried the dish of tarts, not knowing in what manner the Caliph had seasoned it, and considering it but as a piece of common gallantry, did not deliver his message in the forcible manner he should have done; and the prin cess considering it in the same point of view, left the pastry on a table in her apartment, and thought no more about the matter.

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On her return from distributing the alms, she cast her eye on the dish of cataifs, ane thought it might be an equivalent for the glass of water. Take this pastry,' said she to the slave, who had attended her, and give it, as if, from yourself, to the young man, who so politely furnished me with the glas of water.'

The slave acquitted herself of her message. She found the young man sitting on one of the sophas in his porch.

My daughter and I' said she, are infinitely obliged to you for your kind

ness and attention; pray accept from us this pastry, as a proof of our esteem.'

Since you wish, madam, to acknowledge so slight a service,' replied the young man, I shall accept your present, and be so obliging as to lay it down on the sopha. After a few compliments were exchanged they parted, and the slave returned to the palace.

At this instant, the watchmen of the ward in which the young man lived came to pay him the accustomed compliment on the feast of Haraphat; and, at the conclusion, demanded the usual present. Take this dish of cataifs, said the young man. The watchman received it with gratitude, kissed the hand of his benefactor, end returned home.

The wife of the watchman seeing him enter with such a large and beautiful dish, exclaimed, From whom had you this?" tell me, my good man, have you stolen it?' 6 No. wife, replied the watchman, but the Hazeb, the great officer of the Caliph, gave it to me; may God preserve his life. Let us eat heartily of these cataifs, they are dainty

sure.

'Glutton!' replied his wife, would you eat so expensive food? Go sell them, together with the dish; these delicacies are not fit for such poor folk as we are. With the money you bring back, we can purchase what will be more suitable for our family.'

'Wife, wife,' said the watchman, 'God has sent us cataifs, and of cataifs I must eat.'

'You shall not taste a single morsel,' said his wife, in an angry tone of voice; 'your son hath neither bonnet nor slippers, I am half naked, and you are all in tatters; go, sell this dish directly, and bring back the money.'

The watchman was obliged to obey his wife; he went to the market-place, and gave the dish to the public crier. A merchant purchased it, and carried off his prize.

The purchaser, as he was returning home, began to examine his bargain, and seeing the name of Haroun Alras chid on the dish, he went back hastily to the market-place. Take again your dish,' said he to the crier, would you ruin me, and have me taken up on suspicion of having stolen the dishes and plates of the Caliph ?'"

The crier, when he read the letters which were on the edge of the dish, was

seized with astonishment and terror: he flew to the palace, and demanding to see the Caliph, was admitted into his presence, and he showed him the catails, with the dish on which they had been put.

Barour recollected instantly the dish, which he had intended for a part of the collation with the princess. One of the failings of this great man was his annexing too much importance to every thing that he did; and even his trifles became matters of the most serious consequence. The disarrangement of his plan concerning the dish of cataifs, had disturbed the repose of the greatest monarch of the East; his present had been neglected and despised, and his anger was kindled against the Persien prin

cess.

'Tell me,' said the enraged Caliph to the crier, who gave you this dish of cataifs.'

'Commander of the Faithful,' said he, the watchman of such a district of the city gave it to me to sell.' ‹

The Caliph ordered that the watchman should be brought in chains before him; the unfortunate wretch was seized, and brought into the presence of his sovereign. The unfortunate man finding himself in this deplorable situa tion, on account of a dish of catails, began silently to execrate his wife. 'Cursed creature!' muttered he, to betray a man, when you wished to serve him. No one should take your advice; had you let me eat this dish of cataifs, nothing evil would have happened to me. But, forsooth, you must become an economist; your like ruined the first man, and your like will continue to do the same to the end of the world. Behold me here exposed to the wrath of the first potentate of the earth. Come, and tell me how to extricate myself from this danger, if any good can proceed from a mouth which has always told lies.'

The Caliph interrupted the watchman in his abuse of his wife, by asking him from whom he had the dish of cataifs,

Speak, wretcb,' said the enraged mo narch; tell the truth, if you wish to escape death?

'O, Commander of the Faithful!' said the trembling watchman, suspend the effects of your displeasure, and may they not fall on the head of the inno cent; the Hazeb Yemalleddin, your great officer, gave me for a present both the dish and the cataifs.'

At the name of Yemaleddin, the anger