REV. MR. PAUL tells us that one day having sat down to dinner at an inn while on his way from Ellisland to Mauchline, with a pleasant party, Burns was resolved to consecrate the evening to conviviality, The dinner was near a close, and the wit of the bard was beginning to flash. He was struck with admiration of the waiter, who was a handsome, well-dressed, active, obliging young man. He remarked to the company that he had hardly ever seen one of a more prepossessing demeanour. One of the maid-servants assisted in taking away. She had a rencounter with the waiter in the lobby, a gentle struggle took place, and the company were diverted at the noise of the contest, which seemed to proceed from an endeavour on the part of the waiter to ravish a kiss from his sweetheart. In the midst of the frolic, the young man instantaneously dropped down dead at the feet of his mistress. The sensibility of the bard was touched to the quick by the distressing catastrophe, his wit ceased to sparkle, and he maintained a gloomy silence for the remainder of the evening.