Lord St. George was gone, 'did
you not tell me some time ago, that Collard was a great rascal, and
closely _lie_ with Jefferies? and now you recommend him to Lord St.
George!' 'Hush, hush, hush!' said the baronet; 'he was a great rogue,
to be sure; but poor fellow, he came to me yesterday with tears in his
eyes, and said he should starve if I would not give him a character;
so what could I do?' 'At least, tell Lord St. George the truth,'
observed Clarence. 'But then Lord St. George would not take him!'
rejoined the good-hearted Sir Christopher, with forcible _naivete_.
'No, no, Linden, we must not be so hard-hearted; we must forgive and
forget;' and so saying, the baronet threw out his chest, with the
conscious exultation of a man who has uttered a noble sentiment. The
moral of this little history is, that Lord St. George, having been
pillaged 'through thick and thin,' as the proverb has it, for two
years, at last missed a gold watch, and Monsieur Collard finished his
career, as his exemplary tutor, Mr. John Jefferies, had done before
him. Ah! what a fine thing it is to have a good heart. But, to return,
just as our wanderers had arrived at the further end of the park, Lady
Westborough and her daughter passed them. Clarence excusing himself to
his friend, hastened towards them, and was soon occupied in saying the
prettiest things in the world to the prettiest person, at least in his
eyes; while Sir Christopher, having done as much mischief as a good
heart well can do in a walk of an hour, returned home to write a long
letter to his mother, against 'learning and all such nonsense, which
only served to blunt the affections and harden the heart.' 'Admirable
young man!' cried the mother, with tears in her eyes; 'a good heart is
better than all the heads in the world.' Amen!"

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SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.

QUADRANGLE OF KING'S COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE.

In the last _New Monthly Magazine_ is an excellent account of this
splendid structure, in _A Day at Cambridge_,--in which occurs the
following exquisite little descriptive gem:--

With the exception of a gravel walk, running near to the buildings on
every side, the whole ground-plot of this quadrangle is covered by an
unbroken turf, kept, by means of constant and almost hourly attention,
in that exquisite order which is only to be observed in spots devoted
to similar purposes, here and at Oxford. The effect of an unbroken
plot