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the fruit of our folly, we have no right to lay it at the door of Providence and thus shirk off our own responsibility and lose the benefit of what he doubtless intends as a solemn warning! God's Providence is often instructive, and oh he has taught us all a fearful lesson, never, never to be forgotten! -- -- In the afternoon of this day Mr Herrick (the gentleman to whom Natty was apprenticed as an engraver) sent to him several very large books filled with fine engravings, accompanied with a kind letter. Natty was extremely pleased, and amused himself with them ost of the afternoon. Samuel Wilde spent the evening here but did not see Natty. On Friday morning when he put his usual wuestion "Don't I look better?" I hestated and evaded a direct reply - I could not have bear to disappoint and grieve him by saying no, and yet he did not appear as well even as he had done. Cornelius had bled much at the nose during the night and lay during the first part of the morning in Mother's room whch was darkened, so when I assisted Natty down stairs we went into the front chamber, and I settled him comfortably in the rocking-chair by the window, and went off to look for his slippers which had been mislaid, but was suddenly taken with bleeding at the nose, and detained a short time, but hastened back to him as soon as I could without the slippers which I had failed to find. He looked so exhausted and wearied, "Never mind, the slippers," he said, "only do get me out of this room -- I can't stay here -- I can't breathe here!"