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could hardly on this occasion be said to partake of it. But Cleaver did ample justice to it for both. He made the grand tour of all the good things, taking an affectionate leave of such of them as were dainties peculiar to Scotland, and, like a lover who returns to bid farewell again and again, each parting salutation being kinder and more prolonged than the last

* When to say farewell, he finds so sweet a sorrow,

That he could say farewell until to-morrow." He stole another, and another morsel, till, unable to do more, he besought Mr Brouster to remove the temptation from him, if he had any regard for his life, declaring that he had laid in a sufficient store for the whole voyage. .

“ I have given orders,” said Sir Alisander, “ that your sea-stock shall be attended to, and I have particularly directed some of those things you liked to be put on board your yacht; and you must allow us to send you, now and then, some of our Scottish rarities, as occasional remembrances of the very agreeable friendship accident has enabled us to form with you. Mr Oakenwold, I have had much less of your excellent company than I could have wished. But I trust you will not forget Scotland, and that


and your friend will soon return, to make the inmates of Sanderson Mains again happy in your society.”

But I shall wave all description of the warm parting of Cleaver, and the distress of mind Amherst experienced in being compelled to bear up, and to rid himself of that abstraction, which must have given him an appearance of coldness of manner, had he not made an effort to struggle against it. Suffice it to say, that the regrets on both sides were many, and that the dejection Amherst betrayed, from the more powerful though secret cause, passed very well off in conjunction with the “God bless you, my dear Sir, I shall never forget your kindness and hospitality ;"—“ May you enjoy every happiness, my dear Lady!” that (with a round drop in each eye) accompanied Cleaver's last hearty shake of the hand.

The gentlemen got on board, and as they were standing round the headland, they observed a waving of handkerchiefs from a group of people on the summit of it. By the aid of his glass, Cleaver discovered, to his surprise, that Sir Alisander, though in general little disposed to move, had actually had himself and his Lady transported

thither, in order to have the pleasure of wafting to them, in that manner, a last adieu. The honest sailor's heart filled again. He called to his lads to stand to their guns, and to give a royal salute, a piece of service honest Jack Markham performed with the greatest alacrity and pleasure. They scudded along, with a fine breeze, and the group of figures on the headland, and then the bold rock itself, and all its grand accompanying features, melted into distance, and, like the passing events of human life, they dissolved as perfectly away from the visual orb as if they had never existed as realities before it. How often, alas ! does it happen, that even the very image of those kind beings, who have been thus left behind, vanishes with the substantial form of the land that holds them! But theirs were not hearts of such materials to allow grateful remembrances to be thus transient. There was, indeed, one individual beneath those fleecy clouds hanging over the misty mountains, from which they were so fast retreating, whose form and face was ever present to the mind of Amherst. With her he held such intercourse as two kindred souls will hold with each other, however distant, or however divided they

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may be in body; and this rendered him quite unfit for every other species of converse. Cleaver had judgment enough to perceive that it would have been cruel, as well as vain, to harass him by attempts to break in upon his thoughts. Besides, his whole mind was engaged in the navigation of his little vessel, so Amherst was left to the undisturbed possession of himself during the voyage, which was prosperous, and devoid of all adventure.

The old Admiral was so rejoiced to behold his son again, that for a time he quite forgot to upbraid him for the decided step he had taken, in quitting Oakenwold Manor.

After his first parental embraces were over, however, and Aunt Margery had pressed forward to have her share, and was in the act of loading her nephew with every possible term of endearment, in her shrill and piping treble, Sir Cable's deep grumbling thorough bass was heard to come rolling in, like the growl of the approaching storm, becoming louder and louder, until it broke articulately forth.

“ Why, Ammy, my fine fellow, it was but a scurvy trick you and the old porpus Cleaver

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served me after all, to slip your cable and go to sea, without giving your father and Admiral a signal of your intentions; above all, you, who both of you knew me so well. Why, zounds, Sir, what did you take me for ? Did you suppose that I would not have listened to reason ? You know very well that I am always disposed to lend an ear to sound argument, and to do what is fair and proper, when things are put in their true light. Then to be away in another country for so long a time, without so much as a scrape of a pen to let me know whether you were dead or alive, or to inquire for your old father! Why, Sir, I have been cursedly ill, Sir !-very ill, indeed, with the infernal gout,—all owing to your having ruffled my temper, too !-though, Heaven knows, I never get into a passion !—that is, except when I have very good cause! I swear I had a great mind to have married Miss Delassaux myself !"

Dear me,” exclaimed Miss Margery, " dear me, brother Cable, that would have been a strange match !"

“ Strange, you old goose ! and what would have been strange about it?-Sure as old men as

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