'Be quiet,' said my neighbour.

'Oh, sir! why quiet?
Where are we?
What is this ?' 'You gaping idiot,' he replied, 'this is the Comedy!' "Jasmin now remained quiet; but he saw and heard with all his eyes and ears.

'What love! what poetry!' he thought: 'it is more than a dream! It's magic.

O Cinderella, Cinderella! thou art my guardian angel!' And from this time, from day to day, I thought of being an actor!" Jasmin entered his garret late at night; and he slept so soundly, that next morning his master went up to rouse him.

"Where were you last night?
Answer, knave; you were not back till midnight ?" "I was at the Comedy," answered Jasmin sleepily; "it was so beautiful!" "You have been there then, and lost your head.