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consumption, and make their first meal on this glade. On hearing music, which seemed to pro­ ceed from a little hillock, overgrown with trees, we ascended, and discovered an old man singing some German airs, which were accompanied with his guitar, and the voices of five ragged children. His face was deeply furrowed by woe, yet there appeared cheerful­ ness and resignation in his countenance. The object was too interesting not to excite curi­ osity. My friend kindly asked him the cause of his distress, when the poor old man frankly told us, “ That he formerly had been an opu- “ lent merchant at Amsterdam, where he was u ruined by the French. That he thence came “ to Denmark, with a wife and eight children, “ the three elder of whom worked at a trade, “ by which, himself and his little ones were u preserved from starving. Their mother,” he said, “ died from grief.” Fie paused, then feelingly closed his little narrative, not by vent­ ing curses on the authors of his ruin, but by a look and sigh that touched the heart, and