governess with any of the family reminiscences, turned her head aside, and was now offering her cheek, burning with health, and perhaps a little with shame, to the cooling influence of the evening breeze. The instant the voice of Mrs. de Lacey ceased, she turned hastily to her companions; and pointing to a noblelooking ship, whose masts, as it lay in the inner harbour, were seen rising above the roofs of the town, she exclaimed, glad to change the subject in any manner,—

"And yonder gloomy prison is to be our home, dear Mrs. Wyllys, for the next month!"

"I hope your dislike to the sea has magnified the time," mildly returned her governess; "the passage between this place and Carolina has often been made in a much shorter period.”

"That it has been so done, I can testify," resumed the admiral's widow, adhering a little pertinaciously to a train of thoughts which, once thoroughly awakened in her bosom, was not easily diverted into another channel, "since my late estimable and (I feel certain all who hear me will acquiesce when I add) gallant husband once conducted a squadron of his royal master, from one extremity of his majesty's American dominions to the other, in a time less than that named by my niece. It may have made some difference in his speed that he was in pursuit of the enemies of his king and country; but still the fact proves that the voyage

can be made within the month."

"There is that dreadful Henlopen, with its sandy shoals and shipwrecks on one hand, and that stream they call the Gulf, on the other!" exclaimed Gertrude, with a shudder and a burst of natural terror, which makes timidity sometimes attractive, when exhibited in the person of youth and beauty. "If it were not for Henlopen, and its gales, and its shoals, and its gulfs, I could think only of the pleasure of meeting my father."

Mrs. Wyllys, who never encouraged her pupil in these natural weaknesses, however pretty and becoming they might appear to

other eyes, turned with a steady mien to the young lady, and remarked, with a brevity and decision that were intended to put the question of fear at rest for ever,—

"If all the dangers you appear to apprehend existed in reality, the passage would not be made daily, or even hourly in safety. You have often, madam, come from the Carolinas by sea, in company with Admiral de Lacey?"

"Never," the widow promptly and a little drily answered. "The water never agreed with my constitution, and I have always made the journey by land. But then, you know, Wyllys, as the consort and relict of a flag-officer, it was not seemly that I should be ignorant of naval science. I believe there are few ladies in the British empire who are more familiar with ships, either singly or in squadron, particularly the latter, than myself. This information I have naturally acquired, as the companion of an officer whose fortune it was to lead fleets. I presume these are matters of which you are profoundly ignorant."

The calm dignified countenance of Wyllys, on which it would seem long cherished and painful recollections had left a settled but mild expression of sorrow, that rather tempered than destroyed the traces of character which were still remarkable in her eye, became clouded for a moment with a shade of melancholy. After hesitating, as if willing to change the subject, she replied,—

"I have not been altogether a stranger to the sea. It has been my lot to have made many long, and some perilous, voyages." But we wives of sailors, only, among

"As a mere passenger. our sex, can lay claim to any real knowledge of the noble profession! What natural object is there, or can there be," exclaimed the nautical dowager, in a burst of professional enthusiasm, "finer than a stately ship breasting the billows, as I have heard the admiral say a thousand times, its taffrail ploughing the main, and its cut-water gliding after, like a sinuous serpent pursuing its shining wake, as a living creature choosing its path on the land,

and leaving the bone under its fore-foot, a beacon for those that follow? I know not, my dear Wyllys, if I make myself intelligible to you, but to my instructed eye, this charming description conveys a picture of all that is grand and beautiful!”

The latent smile of the governess might have betrayed that she was imagining the deceased admiral had not been altogether devoid of the waggery of his vocation, had not a slight noise, which sounded like the rustling of the wind, but which in truth was suppressed laughter, proceeded from the upper room of the tower. The words, "It is lovely!" were still on the lips of the youthful Gertrude, who saw all the beauty of the picture her aunt had essayed to describe, without descending to the humble employment of verbal criticism. But her voice became hushed, and her attitude that of startled attention ::

"Did you hear nothing?" she said.

"The rats have not yet altogether deserted the mill," was the calm reply of Wyllys.

"Mill! my dear Mrs. Wyllys, will you persist in calling this picturesque ruin a mill?"

"However fatal it may be to its charms, in the eyes of eighteen, I must call it a mill."

"Ruins are not so plenty in this country, my dear goveaness," returned her pupil, laughing, while the ardour of her eye denoted how serious she was in defending her favourite opinion, "as to justify us in robbing them of any little claims to interest they may happen to possess."

"Then, happier is the country! Ruins in a land are, like most of the signs of decay in the human form, sad evidences of abuses and passions which have hastened the inroads of time. These provinces are like yourself, my Gertrude, in their freshness and their youth, and comparatively, in their innocence also. Let us hope for both a long, an useful, and a happy existence."

"Thank you for myself and for my country; but still I can never admit this picturesque ruin has been a mill."

"Whatever it may have been, it has long occupied its present place, and has the appearance of continuing where it is much longer, which is more than can be said of our prison, as you call yonder stately ship, in which we are so soon to embark. Unless deceive me, madam, those masts are moving slowly past the chimneys of the town."

my eyes

"You are very right, Wyllys. The seamen are towing the vessel into the outer harbour, where they will warp her fast to the anchors, and thus secure her until they shall be ready to unmake their sails, in order to put to sea in the morning. This is a manœuvre often performed, and one which the admiral has so clearly explained, that I should find little difficulty in superintending it in my own person, were it suitable to my sex."

"This is, then, a hint that all our own preparations are not completed. However lovely this spot may seem, Gertrude, we must now leave it, for some months at least."

"Yes," continued Mrs. de Lacey, slowly following the footsteps of the governess, who had already moved from beneath the ruin; "whole fleets have often been towed to their anchors, and there warped, waiting for wind and tide to serve. None of our sex know the dangers of the ocean, but we who have been bound in the closest of all ties to officers of rank and great service; and none others can ever truly enjoy the real grandeur of the ennobling profession. A charming object is a vessel cutting the waves with her taffrail, and chasing her wake on the trackless waters, like a courser that ever keeps in his path, though dashing madly on at the very top of his speed!"

The reply of Mrs. Wyllys was not audible to the covert listeners. Gertrude had followed her companions; but, when at some little distance from the tower, she paused to take a parting

look at its moulderiug walls. A profound stillness succeeded for more than a minute.

"There is something in that pile of stones, Cassandra,” she said, to the jet-black maiden at her elbow, "that could make me wish it had been something more than a mill."

"There rat in 'em," returned the literal and simple-minded black; "you hear what Misse Wyllys say?"

Gertrude turned, laughed, and patted the dark cheek of her attendant, with fingers that looked like snow by the contrast, as if to chide her for wishing to destroy the pleasing illusion she would so gladly harbour, and then bounded down the hill after her aunt and governess, like a joyous and youthful Atalanta.

The two singularly consorted listeners in the tower stood gazing at their respective look-outs, so long as the smallest glimpse of the flowing robe of her light form was to be seen; and then they turned to each other, and stood confronted, the eyes of each endeavouring to read the expression of his neighbour's coun

tenance.

"I am ready to make an affidavit before my Lord High Chancellor," suddenly exclaimed the barrister, "that this has never been a mill!"

"Your opinion has undergone a sudden change!"

"I am open to convictien, as I hope to be a judge. The case has been argued by a powerful advocate, and I have lived to see my error."

“And yet there are rats in the place."

"Land rats, or water rats?" quickly demanded the other, giving his companion one of those startling and searching glances, which his keen eye had so freely at command.

"Both, I believe," was the caustic reply; "certainly the former, or the gentlemen of the long robe are much injured by report."

The barrister laughed; nor did his temper appear in the