extravagance, ruin, felf-murder. Both my daugh ters were undone by vanity, though it only wore the more harmless fhape of drefs, idlenefs, and diffipation. The hufband of my daughter Incle it deftroyed, by leading him to live above his ftation, and to defpife labour. Vanity enfnared the fouls even of his pious parents; for while it led them to wifh to fee their fon in a better condition, it led them to allow him fuch indulgences as were unfit for his own. O, you who hear of us, humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God; refift high thoughts; let every imagination be brought into obedience to the Son of God. If you fet a value on finery, look into that grave; behold the mouldering body of my Betfey, who now fays to Corruption, thou art my father, and to the worm, thou art my mother and my fifter. Look at the bloody and brainless head of her hufband. O, Mr. Worthy, how does Providence mock at human forefight! I have been greedy of gain, that the fon of Mr. Squeeze might be a great man; he is dead; while the child of Timothy Incle, whom I had doomed to beggary, will be my heir. heir. Mr. Worthy, to you I commit this boy's education; teach him to value his immortal foul more, and the good things of this life lefs, than I have done. Bring him up in the fear of God, and in the government of his paffions. Teach him that unbelief and pride are at the root of all fin. I have found this to my coft. I trufted in my riches; I faid, to-morrow fhall be as this day, and more abundant. I did not remember that for all these things God would bring

me to judgment. I am not fure that I believed in a judgment.

Bragwell at length grew better, but he never recovered his fpirits. The conduct of Mrs. Incle through life was that of an humble chriftian. She fold all her fifter's finery, which her father had given her, and gave the money to the poor, faying, it did not become one who profeffed penitence, to return to the gaieties of life. Mr. Bragwell did not oppofe this; not that he had fully acquired a juft notion of the felf-denying fpirit of religion, but having a head not very clear at making diftinctions, he was never able, after the fight of Squeeze's mangled body, to think of gaiety and grandeur, without thinking at the fame time, of a piftol and bloody brains; for, as his firft introduction into gay life had prefented him with all thefe objects at one view, he never afterwards could feparate them in his mind. He even kept his fine beaufet of plate always fhut, because it brought to his mind the grand unpaid-for fideboard that he had feen laid out for Mr. Squeeze's fupper, to the remembrance of which he could not help tacking debts, prifons, executions, and felf-murder.

Mr. Bragwell's heart had been fo buried in the love of the world, and evil habits were become fo rooted in him, that the progrefs he made in religion was very flow; yet he earneftly prayed and fruggled against vanity; and when his unfeeling wife declared the could not love the boy unless he was called by their name instead of Incle, Mr. Bragwell would never confent, faying, he ftood

in need of every help against pride. He alfo got the letter which Squeeze wrote juft before he fhot himfelf, framed and glazed; this he hung up in his chamber, and made it a rule to go and read it as often as he found his heart difpofed to

VANITY.

Z.

TOM WHITE was one of the best drivers of a poft-chaife on the Bath road. Tom was the fon of an honeft labourer at a little village in Wiltfhire: he was an active induftrious boy, and as foon as he was big enough he left his father, who was burthened with a numerous fumily, and went to live with farmer Hodges, a fober worthy man in the fame village. He drove the waggon all

the week; and on Sundays, though he was now grown up, the farmer required him to attend the Sunday School, carried on under the infpection of Dr.Shepherd, the worthy Vicar, and always made him read his Bible in the evening after he had ferved his beafts; and would have turned him out of his fervice if he had ever gone to the ale-house for his own pleasure.

Tom, by carrying fome waggon loads of faggots to the Bear-inn, at Devizes, foon made many acquaintances in the ftable-yard. He foon learnt to compare his own carter's frock, and fhoes thick fet with nails, with the fmart red jacket, and tight boots of the poft-boys, and grew afhamed of his own homely drefs; he was refolved to drive a chaife, to get money, and to fee the world. Foolifh fellow! he never confidered, that, though it is true, a waggoner works hard all day, yet he gets a quiet evening and undisturbed reft at night. However, as there must be chaifeboys as well as plow-boys, there was no great harm in the change. The evil company to which it expofed him, was the chief mifchief. He left farmer Hodges, though not without forrow, at quitting fo kind a mafter, and got himself hired at the Black Bear.

Notwithstanding the temptations to which he was now expofed, Tom's good education ftood by him for fome time. At first he was frightened to hear the oaths and wicked words which are too often uttered in a ftable-yard. However, though he thought it very wrong, he had not the courage to reprove it, and the next step to being eafy at fecing others fin, is to fin ourselves. By degrees