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deprecated by every Englishman, who knows his country's honour and his country's interests. The leaders in this Crusade of danger to our Empire are those who have nothing to lose amidst the general wreck, to which it would inevitably conduct,―a race that has multiplied, though not yet very extensively, since the opening of the free trade. They are the only promoters of measures, of which they either see not or care not for the issue. For I must do the older mercantile residents in India before the large failures the justice to say, that I found them as hostile to radical measures, as they are termed, for want, perhaps, of a better denomination,-as the gentlemen in the services and under their late advice, and with their example before them, I have no great fear that the rising generation of Agents and Merchants will enlist under the banners of an ignorant and mad reform, raised by some democratical barrister, or some 'broken down' aspirant after a

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subsistence in more humble occupations, turned instructor of the world, and reformer of it's errors, through the medium of-a Calcutta Newspaper! Why then, you may ask, am I so indignant, when those, on whom my wrath descends, are so insignificant? I am an old man, and perhaps peevish: I have lived, all my days, where no such mad affronts assailed my understanding as are now daily put upon it by the Calcutta Press! and as I have no patience with such fools as pester society with their nonsense, I have no rest until I find a vent for the feelings of contempt I entertain for them, I am also not without my hopes, that, through the Press itself, I may contribute my mite to correct the evils arising out of it. I am told that the day of radical absurdity here is on the deline; and I am glad to hear it. To me it appears to have lately attempted a step in advance, and been too much countenanced, where it ought to to have met a very different

reception. But, perhaps, it was the dying struggle, indicating a vigour which was not possessed, and the forerunner of a fate, to which every true friend of England and of India will pray, that Radicaliim in the East may speedily be consigned.

Your's sincerely,

"S. HARDCASTLE.'

THE HALF HOUR.-A RUN AGAINST

TIME.

Delicious kiss,

Why thou so suddenly art gone,

Lost in the moment thou art won?

DR. WALCOTT.

It was the good fortune of my friend Harry Seymour, a lieutenant of the Bengal Native Infantry, to visit home on a year's leave, on private affairs, much earlier than the furlough regulations in his case would have permitted the indulgence. He was an honest, good-tempered, soft-hearted, harumscarum, happy sort of youngster at all times and leaving India, as he then was enabled to do, in good health, and in the hey-day of life, we all knew he would enjoy himself in England. He visited his

native country at a time when his heart

was capable of appreciating and fondly relishing the many good things it holds out to a returned exile. He had not out-lived his early feelings; with him the ties of boyhood, the enjoyments of youth, the charms of local recollections, the thrillings themselves of early loves, likings, and liaisons, had not all withered and passed away. In a word, he could then enter into, and understand the real difference between this hotbed of Hindooism, and the sturdier, healthier, and hardier enjoyments of his unforgotten birth-place. His country was yet his home, which is more than many of us can now say-and more than half the Indians, who have lingered on in the Company's dominions beyond a quarter of a century, could venture to assert.

One of the greatest misfortunes that happens to us after a too protracted residence in the East, is that we are not only unfitted to face the keen breezes of a colder climate, but we are actually unsuited

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