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not have found expressions so satisfactory to him back to Bourdeaux in his father's ship, which is as, “ Yours received, and duly honoured the bills clearing out yonder.” inclosed, as per margin.”
“ Dismiss Clement Dubourg, sir?" said Owen, Knowing, therefore, very well what he desired with a faltering voice. me to be, Mr Osbaldistone made no doubt, from the “ Yes, sir, dismiss him instantly; it is enough frequent repetition of Dubourg's favourite phrase, to have a stupid Englishman in the counting-house that I was the very thing he wished to see me; to make blunders, without keeping a sharp Frenchwhen, in an evil hour, he received my letter, con man there to profit by them.” taining my eloquent and detailed apology for de I had lived long enough in the territories of the clining a place in the firm, and a desk and stool Grand Monarque to contract a hearty aversion to in the corner of the dark counting-house in Crane arbitrary exertion of authority, even if it had not Alley, surmounting in height those of Owen, and been instilled into me with my earliest breeding; the other clerks, and only inferior to the tripod of my and I could not refrain from interposing, to prevent father himself. All was wrong from that moment. an innocent and meritorious young man from payDubourg's reports became as suspicious as if his ing the penalty of having acquired that proficiency bills had been noted for dishonour. I was sum which my father had desired for me. moned home in all haste, and received in the man “ I beg pardon, sir," when Mr Osbaldistone had ner I have already communicated to you.
done speaking; “ but I think it but just, that if I have been negligent of my studies, I should pay the forfeit myself. I have no reason to charge Mon
sieur Dubourg with having neglected to give me CHAPTER II.
opportunities of improvement, however little I may I begin shrewdly to suspect the young man of a terrible
have profited by them; and, with respect to Montaint-Poetry; with which idle disease if he be infected,
sieur Clement Dubourg”there's no hope of him in a state course.
“ With respect to him, and to you, I shall take him for a commonwealth's man, if he go to't in rhyme the measures which I see needful,” replied my faBen Jonson's Bartholomew Fair.
ther; “but it is fair in you, Frank, to take your My father had, generally speaking, his temper own blame on your own shoulders—very fair, that under complete self-command, and his anger rarely cannot be denied. I cannot acquit old Dubourg," indicated itself by words, except in a sort of dry he said, looking to Owen, " for having merely aftesty manner, to those who had displeased him. He forded Frank the means of useful knowledge, withnever used threats, or expressions of loud resent out either seeing that he took advantage of them, ment. All was arranged with him on system, and or reporting to me if he did not. You see, Owen, it was his practice to do “ the needful” on every he has natural notions of equity becoming a British occasion, without wasting words about it. It was, merchant.” therefore, with a bitter smile that he listened to “ Mr Francis," said the head-clerk, with his usual my imperfect answers concerning the state of com formal inclination of the head, and a slight elevamerce in France, and unmercifully permitted me tion of his right hand, which he had acquired by a to involve myself deeper and deeper in the mys- habit of sticking his pen behind his ear before he teries of agio, tariffs, tare and tret; nor can I spoke—“Mr Francis seems to understand the funcharge my memory with his having looked positively damental principle of all moral accounting, the great angry, until he found me unable to explain the exact ethic rule of three. Let A do to B, as he would etfect which the depreciation of the louis d'or had have B do to him; the product will give the rulo produced on the negotiation of bills of exchange. of conduct required." « The most remarkable national occurrence in my My father smiled at this reduction of the golden time,” said my father (who nevertheless had seen rule to arithmetical form, but instantly proceeded. the Revolution) -“ and he knows no more of it “ All this signifies nothing, Frank; you have than a post on the quay!”
been throwing away your time like a boy, and in “ Mr Francis,” suggested Owen, in his timid future you must learn to live like a man. I shall and conciliatory manner, “ cannot have forgotten, put you under Owen's care for a few months, to that by an arret of the King of France, dated 1st recover the lost ground.” May 1700, it was provided that the porteur, within I was about to reply, but Owen looked at me with ten days after due, must make demand”
such a supplicatory and warning gesture, that I was “ Mr Francis,” said my father, interrupting him, involuntarily silent. « will, I dare say, recollect for the moment anything “ We will then," continued my father, "resume you are so kind as hint to him. But, body o'me! the subject of mine of the 1st ultimo, to which
you how Dubourg could permit him! Hark ye, Owen, sent me an answer which was unadvised and unwhat sort of a youth is Clement Dubourg, his ne- satisfactory. So now, fill your glass, and push the phew there, in the office, the black-haired lad?” bottle to Owen."
“ One of the cleverest clerks, sir, in the house ; Want of courage-of audacity, if you will — was a prodigious young man for his time," answered never my failing. I answered firmly, “ I was sorry Owen; for the gaiety and civility of the young that my letter was unsatisfactory, unadvised it was Frenchman had won his heart.
not; for I had given the proposal his goodness had “ Ay, ay, I suppose he knows something of the made me, my instant and anxious attention, and it nature of exchange. Dubourg was determined I was with no small pain that I found myself obliged should have one youngster at least about my hand to decline it.” who understood business. But I see his drift, and My father bent his keen eye for a moment on he shall find that I do so when he looks at the ba- me, and instantly withdrew it. As he made no anlance-sheet. Owen, let Clement's salary be paid swer, I thought myself obliged to proceed, though up to next quarter-day, and let him ship hiniself with some hesitation, and he only interrupted me
by monosyllables._" It is impossible, sir, for me pette-Palace of Gallienus--Well, well, that's very to have higher respect for any character than I have right too. This is a kind of waste-book, Owen, for the commercial, even were it not yours." in which all the transactions of the day, emptions, “ Indeed!”
orders, payments, receipts, acceptances, draughts, “ It connects nation with nation, relieves the commissions, and advices, are entered miscellanewants, and contributes to the wealth of all; and is ously." to the general commonwealth of the civilized world “ That they may be regularly transferred to the what the daily intercourse of ordinary life is to pri- day-book and ledger," answered Owen: “ I am glad vate society, or rather, what air and food are to Mř Francis is so methodical.” our bodies.
I perceived myself getting so fast into favour, “ Well, sir?”
that I began to fear the consequence would be my “ And yet, sir, I find myself compelled to persist father's more obstinate perseverance in his resoluin declining to adopt a character which I am so ill tion that I must become a merchant; and, as I was qualified to support.”.
determined on the contrary, I began to wish I had “ I will take care that you acquire the qualifica- not, to use my friend Mr Owen's phrase, been so tions necessary. You are no longer the guest and methodical. But I had no reason for apprehension pupil of Dubourg."
on that score; for a blotted piece of paper dropped But, my dear sir, it is no defect of teaching out of the book, and, being taken up by my father, which I plead, but my own inability to profit by he interrupted a hint from Owen, on the propriety instruction."
of sec loose memoranda with a little paste, by “ Nonsense.—Have you kept your journal in the exclaiming, “ To the memory of Edward the Black terms I desired?"
Prince -- What's all this? - verses !— By Heaven, “ Yes, sir.”
Frank, you are a greater blockhead than I supposed “ Be pleased to bring it here."
The volume thus required was a sort of com My father, you must recollect, as a man of busimonplace book, kept by my father's recommenda
ness, looked upon the labour of poets with contempt; tion, in which I had been directed to enter notes and as a religious man, and of the dissenting perof the miscellaneous information which I had ac- suasion, he considered all such pursuits as equally quired in the course of my studies. Foreseeing trivial and profane. Before you condemn him, you that he would demand inspection of this record, I must recall to remembrance how too many of the had been attentive to transcribe such particulars poets in the end of the seventeenth century had of information as he would most likely be pleased led their lives and employed their talents. The seet with, but too often the pen had discharged the task also to which my father belonged, felt, or perhaps without much correspondence with the head. And affected, a puritanical aversion to the lighter exerit had also happened, that, the book being the re tions of literature. So that many causes contributed ceptacle nearest to my hand, I had occasionally to augment the unpleasant surprise occasioned by jotted down memoranda which had little regard to the ill-timed discovery of this unfortunate copy of traffic. I now put it into my father's hand, de verses. As for poor Owen, could the bob-wig which voutly hoping he might light on nothing that would he then wore have uncurled itself, and stood on end increase his displeasure against me. Owen's face, with horror, I am convinced the morning's labour which had looked something blank when the ques of the friseur would have been undone, merely by tion was put, cleared up at my ready answer, and the excess of his astonishment at this enormity. wore a smile of hope, when I brought from my An inroad on the strong-box, or an erasure in the apartment, and placed before my father, a com- ledger, or a mis-summation in a fitted account, mercial-looking volume, rather broader than it was could hardly have surprised him more disagree long, having brazen clasps and a binding of rough ably. My father read the lines sometimes with an calf. This looked business-like, and was encou affectation of not being able to understand the sense raging to my benevolent wellwisher. But he ac
--sometimes in a mouthing tone of mock heroictually smiled with pleasure as he heard my father always with an emphasis of the most bitter irony, run over some part of the contents, muttering his most irritating to the nerves of an author. critical remarks as he went on.
"O for the voice of that wild horn, “ Brandies — Barils and barricants, also ton
On Fontarabian echoes borne, neaux.-At Nantz 29— Velles to the barique at Cog
The dying hero's call,
That told imperial Charlemagne, nao and Rochelle 27— At Bourdeaux 32 - Very
How Paynim sons of swarthy Spain right, Frank--Duties on tonnage and custom-house,
Had wrought his champion's fall.' see Saxby's Tables -- That's not well; you should “ Pontarabian echoes !” continued my father, inhave transcribed the passage ; it fixes the thing in terrupting himself; “ the Fontarabian Fair would the memory— Reports outward and inward.—Corn have been more to the purpose.--Paynim?-What's debentures — Over-sca Cockets - Linens ---- Isingham Paynim !--Could you not say Pagan as well
, and -Gentish-Stock-fish — Titling-Cropling - Lub- write English, at least, if you must needs write fsh. You should have noted that they are all, nevertheless, to be entered as titlings. —How many inches long is a titling ?”
« • Sad over earth and ocean sounding,
And England's distant cliffs astounding. Owen, seeing me at fault, hazarded a whisper,
Such are the notes should say of which I fortunately caught the import.
How Britain's hope, and France's fear, “ Eighteen inches, sir”.
Victor of Cressy and Poitier, “ And a lub-fish is twenty-four-very right. It
In Bourdeaux dying lay.' is important to remember this, on account of the “ Poitiers, by the way, is always spelt with an s, Portuguese trade.- But what have we here! and I know no reason why orthography should give Bourdeaux founded in the year - Castle of the Trom- place to rhyme. —
6 Hark ye,
As if in sorrow shed.
** Raise ny faint head, my squires,' he said, shook his head, and looked down.
Frank," continued my father, “ I will cut all this
matter very short. I was at your age when my Gleam on thy mirror'd wave, Garonne,
father turned me out of doors, and settled my legal And Blaye's empurpled shore.'
inheritance on my younger brother. I left Osbal"Garonne and sun is a bad rhyme. Why, Frank, distone-Hall on the back of a broken-down hunter, you do not even understand the beggarly trade you with ten guineas in my purse. I have never crossed have chosen.
the threshold again, and I never will. I know not, « Like me, he sinks to Glory's sleep,
and I care not, if my fox-hunting brother is alive, His fall the dews of evening steep,
or has broken his neck; but he has children, Frank, So soft shall fall the trickling tear,
and one of them shall be my son if you cross me When England's maids and matrons hear
farther in this matter." Of their Black Edward dead.
“ You will do your pleasure,” I answered, rather, " • And though my sun of glory set,
I fear, with more sullen indifference than respect,
“ with what is your own."
“ Yes, Frank, what I have is my own, if labour New planets in these southern skies,
in getting, and care in augmenting, can make a Through clouds of blood and flame.'
right of property; and no drone shall feed on my “A cloud of flame is something new-Good- honeycomb. Think on it well: what I have said morrow, my masters all, and a merry Christmas to is not without reflection, and what I resolve upon you !-- Why, the bellman writes better lines.” He I will execute." then tossed the paper from him with an air of su “ Honoured sir!- dear sir!” exclaimed Owen, perlative contempt, and concluded –“ Upon my tears rushing into his eyes, you are not wont to credit, Frank, you are a greater blockhead than I be in such a hurry in transacting business of imtook you for.”
portance. Let Mr Francis run up the balance beWhat could I say, my dear Tresham? There fore you shut the account; he loves you, I am sure; I stood, swelling with indignant mortification, while and when he puts down his filial obedience to the my father regarded me with a calm but stern look per contra, I am sure his objections will disappear.” of scorn and pity; and poor Owen, with uplifted “ Do you think I will ask him twice,” said my hands and eyes, looked as striking a picture of father, sternly,“ to be my friend, my assistant, and horror as if he had just read his patron's name my confidant! - to be a partner of my cares and in the Gazette. At length I took courage to speak, of my fortune?-Owen, I thought you had known endeavouring that my tone of voice should betray me better." my feelings as little as possible.
He looked at me as if he meant to add something “I am quite aware, sir, how ill qualified I am more, but turned instantly away, and left the room to play the conspicuous part in society you have abruptly. I was, I own, affected by this view of destined for me; and, luckily, I am not ambitious the case, which had not occurred to me; and my of the wealth I might acquire. Mr Owen would father would probably have had little reason to be a much more effective assistant.” I said this in complain of me, had he commenced the discussion some malice, for I considered Owen as having de- with this argument. serted my cause a little too soon.
But it was too late. I had much of his own ob“ Owen !” said my father—“ The boy is mad duracy of resolution, and Heaven had decreed that actually insane. And, pray, sir, if I may presume my sin should be my punishment, though not to to inquire, having coolly turned me over to Mr the extent which my transgression merited. Owen, Owen (although I may expect more attention from when we were left alone, continued to look at me any one than from my son), what may your own with eyes which tears from time to time moistened, sage projects be ?”
as if to discover, before attempting the task of in“ I should wish, sir," I replied, summoning up tercessor, upon what point my obstinacy was most my courage, “ to travel for two or three years, assailable. At length he began, with broken and should that consist with your pleasure; otherwise, disconcerted accents,—“OL-d, Mr Francis !although late, I would willingly spend the same Good Heavens, sir!- My stars, Mr Osbaldistone ! time at Oxford or Cambridge.”
- that I should ever have seen this day—and you In the name of common sense ! was the like so young a gentleman, sir !—For the love of Heaever heard !-- to put yourself to school among pe- ven! look at both sides of the account— Think dants and Jacobites, when you might be pushing what you are going to lose-a noble fortune, siryour fortune in the world! Why not go to West one of the finest houses in the City, even under the minster or Eton at once, man, and take to Lilly's old firm of Tresham and Trent, and now OsbaldisGrammar and Accidence, and to the birch, too, if tone and Tresham - You might roll in gold, Mr you like it?”
Francis — And, my dear young Mr Frank, if there “ Then, sir, if you think my plan of improve was any particular thing in the business of the house ment too late, I would willingly return to the Con- which you disliked, I would” (sinking his voice to a tinent."
whisper) “put it in order for you termly, or weekly, “ You have already spent too much time there or daily, if you will — Do, my dear Mr Francis, to little purpose, Mr Francis.”
think of the honour due to your father, that your “ Then I would choose the army, sir, in prefer- days may be long in the land.” ence to any other active line of life.”
“I am much obliged to you, Mr Owen,” said I, “ Choose the d—1!" answered my father, hastily, very much obliged indeed; but my father is and then checking himself—“ I profess you make best judge how to bestow his money. He talks of me as great a fool as you are yourself. Is he not one of my cousins : let him dispose of his wealth as enough to drive one mad, Owen ?" - Poor Owen he pleases- I will never sell my liberty for gold." VOL. I. 523
« Gold, sir I wish you saw the balance-sheet cautious tap at the door of my apartment. “Come of profits at last term- It was in five figures-five in,” I said, and Mr Owen entered. So regular were figures to each partner's sum total, Mr Frank the motions and habits of this worthy man, that in And all this is to go a Papist, and a north-country all probability this was the first time he had ever booby, and a disaffected person besides — It will been in the second story of his patron's house, howbreak my heart, Mr Francis, that have been toil ever conversant with the first; and I am still at a ing more like a dog than a man, and all for love loss to know in what manner he discovered my of the firm. Think how it will sound, Osbaldis- apartment. tone, Tresham, and Osbaldistone-or perhaps, who “ Mr Francis,” he said, interrupting my expres. knows” (again lowering his voice), “Osbaldistone, sion of surprise and pleasure at seeing him, “I do Osbaldistone, and Tresham, for our Mr Osbaldis- not know if I am doing well in what I am about to tone can buy them all out."
say - it is not right to speak of what passes in the “ But, Mr Owen, my cousin's name being also compting-house out of doors-one should not tell, Osbaldistone, the name of the company will sound as they say, to the post in the warehouse, how many every bit as well in your ears.”
lines there are in the ledger. But young Twineail “ O fie upon you, Mr Francis, when you know has been absent from the house for a fortnight and how well I love you— Your cousin, indeed ! more, until two days since.” Papist, no doubt, like his father, and a disaffected “Very well, my dear sir, and how does that conperson to the Protestant succession — that's an cern us?” other item, doubtless."
“ Stay, Mr Francis;—your father gave him a “ There are many very good men Catholics, Mr private commission; and I am sure he did not go Owen,” rejoined I.
down to Falmouth about the pilchard affair; and As Owen was about to answer with unusual ani- the Exeter business with Blackwell and Company mation, my father re-entered the apartment. has been settled ; and the mining people in Corn
“ You were right,” he said, “ Owen, and I was wall, Trevanion and Treguilliam, have paid all they wrong ; we will take more time to think over this are likely to pay; and any other matter of busimatter.--Young man, you will prepare to give ness must have been put through my books :-- in me an answer on this important subject this day short, it's my faithful belief that Twineall has been month."
down in the north." I bowed in silence, sufficiently glad of a reprieve, “ Do you really suppose so ?” said I, somewhat and trusting it might indicate some relaxation in startled. my father's determination.
“ He has spoken about nothing, sir, since he reThe time of probation passed slowly, unmarked turned, but his new boots, and his Rippon spurs, by any accident whatever. I went and came, and and a cock-fight at York—it's as true as the muldisposed of my time as I pleased, without question tiplication-table. Do, Heaven bless you, my dear or criticism on the part of my father. Indeed, I child, make up your mind to please your father, rarely saw him, save at meal times, when he stu- and to be a man and a merchant at once." diously avoided a discussion which you may well I felt at that instant a strong inclination to subsuppose I was in no hurry to press onward. Our mit, and to make Owen happy by requesting him conversation was of the news of the day, or on such to tell my father that I resigned myself to his disgeneral topics as strangers discourse upon to each posal. But pride—pride, the source of so much other; nor could any one have guessed, from its that is good and so much that is evil in our course tenor, that there remained undecided betwixt us a of life, prevented me. My acquiescence stuck in dispute of such importance. It haunted me, how- my throat; and while I was coughing to get it up, ever, more than once, like the nightmare. Was it my father's voice summoned Owen. He hastily left possible he would keep his word, and disinherit the room, and the opportunity was lost. his only son in favour of a nephew whose very ex My father was methodical in everything. At the istence he was not perhaps quite certain of? My very same time of the day, in the same apartment, grandfather's conduct, in similar circumstances, and with the same tone and manner which he had boded me no good, had I considered the matter employed an exact month before, he recapitulated rightly. But I had formed an erroneous idea of the proposal he had made for taking me into partmy father's character, from the importance which nership, and assigning me a department in the I recollected I maintained with him and his whole counting-house, and requested to have my final defamily before I went to France. I was not aware cision. I thought at the time there was something that there are men who indulge their children at an unkind in this; and I still think that my father's early age, because to do so interests and amuses conduct was injudicious. A more conciliatory treatthem, and who can yet be sufficiently severe when ment would, in all probability, have gained his purthe same children cross their expectations at a pose. As it was, I stood fast, and, as respectfully more advanced period. On the contrary, I per as I could, declined the proposal he made to me. suaded myself, that all I had to apprehend, was Perhaps,- for who can judge of their own heart! some temporary alienation of affection—perhaps - I felt it unmanly to yield on the first summons, a rustication of a few weeks, which I thought would and expected farther solicitation, as at least a prerather please me than otherwise, since it would give text for changing my mind. If so, I was disapme an opportunity of setting about my unfinished pointed; for my father turned coolly to Owen, and version of Orlando Furioso, a poem which I longed only said, “ You see it is as I told you. — Well, to render into English verse. I suffered this be- Frank,” (addressing me), "you are nearly of age, lief to get such absolute possession of my mind, and as well qualified to judge of what will constithat I had resumed my blotted papers, and was tute your own happiness as you ever are like to be ; busy in meritation on the oft-recurring rhymes of therefore, I say no more. But as I am not bound the Spenserian stanza, when I heard a low and to give in to your plans, any more than you are
compelled to submit to mine, may I ask to know and suffered me to depart as a sort of outcast from if you have formed any which depend on my assist- his family, that it strangely lessened the confidence ance ?”
in my own personal accomplishments, which had I answered, not a little abashed, “That being hitherto sustained me. Prince Prettyman, now a bred to no profession, and having no funds of my prince, and now a fisher's son, had not a more own, it was obviously impossible for me to subsist awkward sense of his degradation. We are so apt, without some allowance from my father; that my in our engrossing egotism, to consider all those acwishes were very moderate; and that I hoped my cessories which are drawn around us by prosperity, aversion for the profession to which he had de as pertaining and belonging to our own persons, signed me, would not occasion his altogether with that the discovery of our unimportance, when left drawing his paternal support and protection.” to our own proper resources, becomes inexpressibly
“ That is to say, you wish to lean on my arm, mortifying. As the hum of London died away on and yet to walk your own way? That can hardly my ear, the distant peal of her steeples more than be, Frank; however, I suppose you mean to obey once sounded to my ears the admonitory “ Turn my directions, so far as they do not cross your own again,” erst heard by her future Lord Mayor; and humour ?"
when I looked back from Highgate on her dusky I was about to speak – “Silence, if you please," magnificence, I felt as if I were leaving behind me he continued. “Supposing this to be the case, you comfort, opulence, the charms of society, and all will instantly set out for the North of England, to the pleasures of cultivated life.
pay your uncle a visit, and see the state of his fa But the die was cast. It was indeed by no means I mily. I have chosen from among his sons (he has probable that a late and ungracious compliance
six, I believe) one who, I understand, is most with my father's wishes would have reinstated me worthy to fill the place I intended for you in the in the situation which I had lost. On the contrary, counting-house. But some farther arrangements firm and strong of purpose as he himself was, he may be necessary, and for these your presence may might rather have been disgusted than conciliated be requisite. You shall have farther instructions by my tardy and compulsory acquiescence in his at Osbaldistone Hall, where you will please to re desire that I should engage in commerce. My conmain until you hear from me. Everything will be stitutional obstinacy came also to my aid, and pride ready for your departure to-morrow morning." whispered how poor a figure I should make, when
With these words my father left the apartment. an airing of four miles from London had blown
“ What does all this mean, Mr Owen?” said I to away resolutions formed during a month's serious my sympathetic friend, whose countenance wore a deliberation. Hope, too, that never forsakes the cast of the deepest dejection.
young and hardy, lent her lustre to my future “ You have ruined yourself, Mr Frank, that's all. prospects. My father could not be serious in the When your father talks in that quiet determined sentence of foris-familiation, which he had so unmanner, there will be no more change in him than hesitatingly pronounced;- it must be but a trial of in a fitted account."
my disposition, which, endured with patience and And so it proved; for the next morning, at five steadiness on my part, would raise me in his estio'clock, I found myself on the road to York, mounted mation, and lead to an amicable accommodation of on a reasonably good horse, and with fifty guineas the point in dispute between us. I even settled in in my pocket; travelling, as it would seem, for my own mind how far I would concede to him, and the purpose of assisting in the adoption of a suc on what articles of our supposed treaty I would cessor to myself in my father's house and favour, make a firm stand; and the result was, according and, for aught I knew, eventually in his fortune to my computation, that I was to be reinstated in also.
my full rights of filiation, paying the easy penalty of some ostensible compliances to atone for my past rebellion.
In the meanwhile, I was lord of my person, and CHAPTER III.
experienced that feeling of independence which the
youthful bosom receives with a thrilling mixture of The slack sail shifts from side to side, The boat, untrimm'd, admits the tide,
pleasure and apprehension. My purse, though by Borne down, adrift, at random tost,
no means amply replenished, was in a situation to The oar breaks short, the rudder's lost.
supply all the wants and wishes of a traveller. I
had been accustomed, while at Bourdeaux, to act I have tagged with rhyme and blank verse the as my own valet; my horse was fresh, young, and subdivisions of this important narrative, in order active, and the buoyancy of my spirits soon surto seduce your continued attention by powers of mounted the melancholy reflections with which my composition of stronger attraction than my own. journey commenced. The preceding lines refer to an unfortunate navi I should have been glad to have journeyed upon gator, who daringly unloosed from its moorings a a line of road better calculated to afford reasonable boat, which he was unable to manage, and thrust objects of curiosity, or a more interesting country, it off into the full tide of a navigable river. No to the traveller. But the north road was then, schoolboy, who, betwixt frolic and defiance, has and perhaps still is, singularly deficient in these executed a similar rash attempt, could feel himself, respects; nor do I believe you can travel so far when adrift in a strong current, in a situation more through Britain in any other direction without awkward than mine, when I found myself driving, meeting more of what is worthy to engage the atwithout a compass, on the ocean of human life. tention. My mental ruminations, notwithstanding There had been such unexpected ease in the man my assumed confidence, were not always of an unner in which my father slipt a knot, usually es chequered nature. The Muse too — the very coteemed the strongest which binds society together, quette who had led me into this wilderness -- like