•c. i.l tin TKxruM iK errors. OoTtrKIl P. Karl) yesterday They held already one. CllA«I'T. What if thoy did ! Tho oil stugo-coach itaelf goes jokingly, Because iU horses now havo got tho staggers ; So there 'a no striding on with Spanish strut : Hut rather break-nock haste with little s]eod. It 'M I;T. This must havo made \ou very late at table, Poor Chariot ! ClIAKLOT. Not till ono o'clock did they I)i.«lerse. Tho meal was wholly spoilt. Tho Master Came not himself to table. By half-past two, ltodo forth, full-speed, four hasty messengers, It und for tho Bastion, Nikosia, Colossn, (•attira. In tho Castle's such a stir. Tho busy people run against each other. They're packing now tho treasure, and they flit, With varied play of colours to and fro, Much like the mummers on Shrove-Tuesday, when They load tho old Fool-mother by tho nose. Tho Grand-Commander shakes incessantly His head ; tho Master is not to bo seen, Himself. Just think! From three this morn till now (Soon sounds tho boll for complines) he has sat Not tasting bito or sup, dictating letters, Holdiug deliberations, messengers Despatching ! 'Tis a marvel to me how He weathers it, for this is tho fourth night He hath passed thus. lioBlKT d /, ni n 'I e»ryi"i//y). His God within him keeps Him up !