"Henry," said the good woman, the tears standing in her eyes, "son Henry, (and she now spoke what she called her Bible English) for God's sake-for your own sake-for all our sakes-do not leave the castle. (She took my hot, dry hand in hers.) I have suckled you, lord Henry -I have reared you, lord Henry-and I have loved you as dearly as one of my own babes. Till now, I never begged boon or favour of you-now I do beg one -do not leave us;" and the affectionate creature fell on her knees before me, and, embracing me, implored me to forego my purpose. At this moment Phoebe entered the house, with the milk-pail on her head; and seeing her mother at my feet, stared with astonishment. I raised up my fostermother, and placed her in a chair; but her solicitude was too strong for silence.

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Phoebe, dear, lord Henry wants to leave the castle-coax him to stay, dear." Phoebe placed her milk-pail on the table, and took my hand." Will you indeed leave us?" was her only question;

but it sank at once into my stubborn and bursting heart, and conquered its obduracy.

"I will not-I cannot," was my sobbing answer, "for you love me still;" and sinking into a chair, I hid my weeping, blushing face in my hands.

What a change did Phoebe's gentle, reproachful solicitation effect in my rebellious spirit! Not only did it make me forego my rash purpose, but it so tamed my proud heart, that I resolved to return instantly to the castle, and beg the pardon of those who had witnessed my intemperate proceedings. In this my fostermother urgently encouraged me; and leaving her and Phoebe smiling through their tears, I retraced my steps to the castle. I rushed into the hall, startling from his morning's dose the fat old porter, who occupied a large easy chair, provided for his especial comfort and convenience. "Where is my lord ?" was my abrupt and hasty question.

"He is in the library, my lord."

"Where's my lady?"

"She is walking on the south terrace with Mr. Cantwell."

"Send them both to me in the library immediately;" and I passed on, while Jarvis tolled his bell, and desired a servant to execute my commands.

I rushed into the library, and lord Arlesford turned deadly pale at my appearance. I believe he thought I was come, in my rage and fury, to murder him. Ere he had well recovered his composure, lady Arlesford and the tutor entered. If they stared with amazement at my mere appearance, greatly was that amazement augmented when they listened to my recantation.

"My lord, my lady, and Mr. Cantwell," thus I began-"I have behaved uncourteously and wrong to you all this morning, and in a manner far beneath my rank. I now humbly and sincerely apologize for my misconduct, and implore your pardon ;" and I bowed my head in token of my humility.

His

My grandfather muttered something about "hot-headed, disobedient boy," which his good lady echoed, while Mr. Cantwell took upon himself the office of mediator; and with a warmth that really appeared, even to my prejudiced mind, perfectly sincere, he implored them to forgive what he was pleased to term the impetuous sally of a high-spirited young man. task was not a difficult one; and tranquillity was soon restored between us, the calm which followed this storm being productive, as is usual in such cases, of certain indulgences to me, which I should certainly never have received, but for this adventure. This calm, however, was but temporary; and the indulgences which were bestowed upon me, especially by Mr. Cantwell, were but the prelude to a tempest, more furious and destructive than the last-it was the heavy swell of the ocean, rising in smoothness on its surface, ere it bursts out into foam and destruction.

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CHAP. III.

Oh! all unlike a creature formed of clay.
The blessed angels with delight

Might hail her "Sister!" She is bright
And innocent as they!

WILSON.

THREE years after this, I was entered as a nobleman at Christchurch, Oxford, of which my tutor was a Fellow. It is needless to say that he accompanied me; but you may be surprised to learn that he did so at my own express desire. Let me explain this. My heart was always extremely susceptible of kindness; and what matter was it whether that kindness was assumed or real-or what were its objects? The effect upon me was the same; and I must do Mr. Cantwell the justice to say, that after the explosion which I have related, his behaviour to me was all that was mild and encouraging. I even extenuated in my mind his conduct towards my fa