To avert the evils which might result from this measure, Yusuf labored diligently, and in the spring of 1829 he intercepted some letters sent from Ghadamis to Hassuna, which indicated a means of unravelling the mystery. Pursuing his inquiries farther, he became fully convinced of the perfidy of his Minister, and at length he declared to a friend of the British Consul, that two sealed packages sent by Laing from Tombuctoo, had been received by Hassuna and delivered by him to the French Consul in consideration of the abatement of forty per cent. in the amount of a large debt due by him to some French subjects. The fact of the receipt of the papers by Hassuna was to be proved by the evidence of the Courier who brought them from Ghadamis, and of other persons daily expected in Tripoli; the remainder of the Pasha's strange statement appears to have been founded entirely on a written deposition to that effect, of Mohammed D'Ghies the younger brother of the accused Minister, which was said to have been made in the presence of the Bey Ali and of Hadji Massen the Governor of the city. On the strength of this declaration, Mr. Warrington insisted on the immediate apprehension of Hassuna, but he having received timely warning fled for refuge on the 20th of July, to the house of Mr. Coxe the American Consul; and immediately after to the surprise of all concerned, it was found that his brother Mohammed had likewise sought an asylum under the roof of Baron Rousseau. {9} OCTOBER. October in New England is perhaps the most beautiful--certainly the most magnificent month in the year. The peculiar brilliancy of the skies and purity of the atmosphere,--the rich and variegated colors of the forest trees, and the deep, bright dyes of the flowers, are unequalled by any thing in the other seasons of the year; but the ruin wrought among the flowers by one night of those severe frosts which occur at the latter end of the month, after a day of cloudless and intense sunshine, can scarcely be imagined by one not familiar with the scene. Thou'rt here again, October, with that queenly look of thine-- All gorgeous thine apparel and all golden thy sunshine-- So brilliant and so beautiful--'tis like a fairy show-- The earth in such a splendid garb, the heav'ns in such a glow. 'Tis not the loveliness of Spring--the roses and the birds, Nor Summer's soft luxuriance and her lightsome laughing words; Yet not the fresh Spring's loveliness, nor Summer's mellow glee Come o'er my spirit like the charm that's spread abroad by thee. The gaily-mottled woods that shine--all crimson, drab, and gold, With fascination strong the mind in pensive musings hold, And the rays of glorious sunshine there in saddening lustre fall-- 'Tis the funeral pageant of a king with his gold and crimson pall.