I A Grand Lodge manuscript certificate now jcaught his eye, and he opened it out. He 3v7os not a Freemason, and had never seen a of parchment of the like character. jHe asked oie wbat it was; I told him Never theless, he pnfc ifc aside with the brigadier's jletter. i The fourth document that came to his ihand was a letter from a German gentleman holding an oflice in the Prussian Embassy in London. Ia that letter be- facetiously alluded to my intended visit to Vienna, and recom mended me to take care that they did not lock rue up. No sooner did I see the officer take that epistle in his hand tban Ifelt it was all over with me, and I daresay I turned pale. Albeit, I laughed heartily, forthe whole affair struck me us' something comical. My laughter, however, wa,3 soon changed to gravity when I behel 1 the officer put back the papers into my desk— lock it— and hand it to one of the soldiers, and request me to " come along." Ifc was now nearly five o'clock, and I sug gested that I should like to dine. Tins favour., however, was not accorded. My levity had disgusted the authority charged with the inspection of my papers. He was now convinced that I was not only an in triguer, but a reckless intriguer. I had not called on the English ambassador, because'his lordship was seriously ill when I arrived at Vienna; and his son was absent in England. To no other member of the Corps Diplomatique was I personally known. I made up my mind not to trouble any of these geutlemeu; and resolved to undergo imprisoment patiently, until the return (which waa daily expected) of the ambas sador's son, or his lordship's restoration to health. 