of a citizen of London; self-conceited was he, and purse-proud, yet not illnatured withal, he gazed with a glistening eye, upon two heavy bags, filled with gold pieces, which his serving man, armed to the teeth, had just placed by his side.

The sixth passenger was a man of science, a professor of the University of Oxford, he was accompanied by his clerk, who took charge of his superior's books, and writing materials.

When the stranger, looking round, perceived that the seats upon the quarter deck were occupied, he advanced towards the forepart of the galley in order to seek one there.

The passengers in that quarter of the vessel were poor people of the very humblest class, they beheld the stranger coming towards them, and made room for him with goodnatured alacrity -he smiled, and thanked them by a gesture full of dignity, taking his seat between an ancient man at arms, and a youthful peasant girl, the mother of the infant which she carried-the party on the quarter deck laughed scornfully. The appearance of the stranger was, in truth, not calculated to inspire much respect-he was a tall, black-haired, dark-visaged person, wore a plain tunic of brown camelot, with a cap of the same material, and bore neither sword, purse, nor jewel, to give him any claim to mingle with gentles of high degree. Behind him were an old peasant and his son, a youth of about sixteen years. Then, supported by some coils of cable, rested a poor aged creature, ragged, wrinkled and meagre, a very type of poverty and wretchedness; one of the rowers, an old mariner, had known her in better days, when she was young, rich, and beautiful-at his intercession the master had granted her free passage.

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"Thanks! good Gaspard," murmured the unhappy woman, I will offer two aves and a credo for thee, for this."

The master having now cast loose the chain that had hitherto retained the vessel, commanded the seamen to shove her off, while he took the management of the helm-her keel grated through the coarse, gritty sand. She glided from the pier with a free wind and a flowing sail, and dashed gallantly through the rippling waves, which were still glittering in the evening ray. While the trim boat was holding on

her rapid course, her careless crew lay stretched along the thwarts, or bending over the gunwale, gazed listlessly upon the sparkling foam that bubbled at her side, at times, their hoarse, but not unmusical voices were uplifted in some old vesper hymn, and all on board in silence seemed to recognize the hour of prayer.

The evening was now considerably advanced, and darkness was rapidly closing in, the motion of the bark was becoming unsteady, and the breeze swept in fitful gusts athwart the channel.

"Out with your oars men, and pull for your lives," shouted the master, as he stood by the helm-the sky overhead looks as black as hell, and the sea, I can feel it with the rudder, bubbles and foams like a seething cauldron.

The sailors, taking in the sail, now flapping wildly in the trough of the sea, plied their long heavy oars, with strong and measured strokes, the vessel, under the new impulse, moved more rapidly than before, and dashing steadily through the waters, which now began to heave and swell, occasionally shipped a sea, most grievous to the poor passengers at the bow.

The "Beau monde," seated on the poop, beheld the new arrangement with pleasure-they were not aware of any danger, for the address of the master, couched in sea-terms, they did not understand-they admired the athletic forms, the sunburnt countenances, the sparkling eyes, and the muscular arms of the rowers, as they pulled in concert, but far from compassionating their fatigue, their painful and laborious efforts-they did but laugh, as they pointed out to each other the thousand grotesque lines that hardship had traced upon the labour-distorted countenances of the mariners.

On the other hand, the soldier and the peasants gazed upon the sailors, with that species of compassion, which men who have experienced the rude shocks, and feverish fatigues incidental to a life of labour, must feel for those who are similarly circumstanced; accustomed, moreover, to live in the open air, they were acquainted with the aspect of the heavens, and comprehended in some degree the peril they were in. If we get safe to shore," said the soldier shaking his head, "it will be, that the Virgin has taken us all into

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her especial keeping. such a night?"

Saw ye ever

And he pointed to windward, whence dense masses of vapour were rolling slowly towards them. A heavy murmuring sound seemed to rise from the troubled deep, dark clouds drifted furiously athwart the murky sky, and the western horizon, alone apparent in the general obscurity, looked as though it were deeply tinted with blood; then came a squall bearing a sea before it, that threatened to ingulph the barque.

"Stand by men, and rest upon your oars!" shouted the master.

The galley, borne up by a prodigious wave, seemed to descend into the very depths of the sea.

"We are lost!" shrieked the party at the stern, now suddenly alive to their danger.

"Not yet," coolly responded the gruff Fleming.

"The Schipper was right in making you lie upon your oars," observed the stranger to Gaspard;" that sea would have swamped us, had we attempted to pull through it."

There was a momentary calm, a slight intermission of the tempest-the voyagers with pale countenances and trembling limbs, looked round them for a moment.

lubberly schelms!" added he, addressing the sailors, "pull away lustily; since we have got a moment's respite, in the Devil's name let us take advantage of it-'tis not the first wild night we have spent together upon this paltry strait."

"Can it be that the saints will leave us to perish with those miserable wretches yonder?" asked the proud young lady of the cavalier.

"Not so, noble lady," replied the knight, who, to do him justice, had shown no sign of fear, "not so," and he drew closer to his companion, "I can swim, breathe not a word of it, trust yourself to me, and I will bear you safely to land; but mark me," and he lowered his tone, "I can save but you."

The young lady drew back and looked upon her mother; the latter had fallen upon her knees, and was begging absolution of the Abbot, who regarded her not.

"Alas!" continued the knight, who understood the expression of his fair companion's countenance, "if it is the will of heaven, that your mother be taken from us, it is our duty to submit; she is, doubtless, well prepared for the awful change, and," he sneered as he spoke, "it will be a happy one for her, and for me also," muttered he; for the prodigal adventurer, had long cast a wistful eye upon the Countess D'Estottevelle's broad lands and fair daughter.

The young damsel and the cavalier remained together conversing in a low tone.

The Abbot bestowed his benediction upon the waves, and commanded them to be calm, although he had neither faith nor hope that they would become so; far from attempting to console his despairing companions, his thoughts did but run upon his riches, and his luxuries, his hounds, horses, mistresses, retainers, and demesnes the darkness of the night prevented his reading the richly ornamented breviary, which he nevertheless continued to hold in his hands.

voice of a priest, saying to me, 'thy sins shall be forgiven thee,' I would die comfortably."

"I went a pilgrimage once, to our Lady of Loretto," replied Gaspard, and I think that ought to serve my turn." The gale now began to blow with redoubled violence, dashing whole floods of water into the vessel, tearing the oars from the wearied hands of the despairing seamen, compelling the hapless passengers to cling to their seats, to avoid being washed over board by the overwhelming seas-the galley creaking, and straining at every joint, seemed ready to go to pieces.

"She has not the slightest chance of living through this weather," observed the stranger to the soldier.

The old man at arms imitated the coolness and imperturbability of his unknown companion, whether he died upon the seas or upon the highway, mattered very little to him.

Disabled by the loss of the oars, and incapable any longer of obeying her helm, the barque was exposed to the unmitigated buffetings of the waves, from which the skill of the pilot had hitherto, in some degree, protected her; her timbers began to gape and open at the seams-the water rushed in at a hundred crevices-the hour of dissolution seemed rapidly approaching, "Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell."

It was an impressive scene; the deck of that small ship.

At one extremity stood the representatives of riches, pride, science, debauchery, crime, an epitome of society such as art, intellect, education, and civilization have made a brief abstract of the world and its followersthere struggled the hope, faint and trembling, with the doubt fearful and mysterious; thrice arose the wild and frantic cry-the despairing, though muttered execration-there reigned in triumphant deformity the undisguised passion of fear. There, but a short space apart, stood the commander of the vessel, a plain, untaught man, rude and illiterate, yet with something lofty, even god-like in his bearing, fearing nothing, hoping nothing, standing by his helm, giving orders to his menwrestling, as it were, with the tempest to the very last.

Then, at the other extremity, a group

of wretched paupers: a female with an infant in her arms, doubly helpless; a soldier crippled by his wounds, his maimed body the sole recompense of a life of hardship and peril, a morsel of black bread was a luxury to him, a draught of beer or sour wine, a present happiness; then two peasants, creatures of the soil they tilled, very incarnations of fatigue and labour; the stranger-the seamen-the aged woman-neither cry nor complaint escaped from any of them, as they silently awaited the destruction of the ship.

"It is quite evident," said the stranger, who was aware that the land could not be very far off, "it is quite evident that the barque cannot float another minute-to remain here to be sucked down by the vortex would be absurd. What say you, Sir Schipper," added he, raising his voice, “shall we jump overboard, and take the chance of getting ashore with the tide ?"

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But the master heard him not.

Well," said he, as he sprung from the vessel's side, "I shall at least escape the clumsy grasp of that thickskulled Fleming, if he should happen to sink."

The four sailors were the only persons on board who had resolution enough to follow his example.

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While the swimmers were buffeting waves, borne onwards through the surf by the flowing tide, the shrieks and cries of the despairing passingers rang in their ears. Worn out, dripping, bruised, and faint, they succeeded at length in reaching dry land; they were too happy in availing themselves of the shelter of a hovel, which its owner, a fisherman, had hospitably opened to them.

The remainder of the night continued wild and tempestuous; towards morning the gale became less violent, and the sun rose vividly upon the ocean; yet, although the storm had passed away, the waves still chafed, and broke into sheets of white foam against the projecting cliffs.

Wearied and spirit-shaken by the disasters of the preceding night, the stranger strolled pensively towards the beech, meditating upon the fate of his luckless fellow-voyages; to his infinite surprize he beheld a figure emerge from one of the fishermen's

KILIGAR-NEW BOARD

CHAMPETRE.

I arrived here on and am happy to say, that as yet my excursion has more than realized my expectations. The County of Cavan possesses much more of romantic beauty than I had supposed. The best idea that I can convey of it will be formed, by imagining a congregation of inverted teacups and saucers, separated at small intervals upon an undulating surface, and covered with a green sward, the spaces between in most instances being filled by fine sheets of water, and the summits, in many, covered, and the the sides clothed by fine plantations. You may judge of the capabilities of a country like this; and it is gratifying to perceive, that the gentry have not been slow to take advantage of them; as, in several places, it is easy to see, that nature has scarcely done more for them, than they have done, and are doing for nature.

My first drive was to the Bishop's residence at Kilmore. The old house is condemned, and a new one being erected. The interest was, you may believe, profound, with which I traversed a mansion consecrated by the residence of Bedell, where the room which he used to occupy, and the garden which he loved to tread, as he went forth, like the patriarch, to meditate at even-tide, are still fondly exhibited. The house is plain and spacious, with more of comfort than pretension; and, what I am persuaded must have endeared it to Bedell, immediately connected with the cathedral, into which the bishop and his family may enter by a private door. This house is now condemned; and a new palace is rising at a short distance, and on the sloping ground which commands the rich prospect of the demesne of Lord Farnham. It is one of the most admirably contrived, and the best put together pieces of architecture I ever saw. It will, I have no doubt, when entirely finished, exhibit the very perfection of elegance, solidity, and convenience. I could not

but think, that it was strangely contrasted with the present fortunes of the church, which, unless the providence of God should counteract the malice and the ignorance of man, would seem to be as unstable and precarious, as this admirable structure is likely to be durable. The present bishop has been, I believe, three and thirty years upon the bench; and although at present a hale old man, it is not in the course of nature that he should continue in existence very many years. The proverb that "one man builds and another inhabits," will, in all probability, be fulfilled in his case, if, indeed, it may not be taken in a more extensive latitude, and exemplified, under the auspices of a reformed parliament, by shameless and sacrilegious secularization.

But "sufficient for the day is the evil thereof." Let us not aggravate the pressure of actual suffering by desponding anticipations. Here, at least, the wisdom of God, and the beauty of nature, is before us and around us, and let that, for the present, prevail to obliterate from our thoughts the wickedness and the folly of the government, and the madness of the people.

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On Saturday, the morning being remarkably fine, my friend vailed on me, without any great difficulty, to visit Crum, upon the border of the County of Fermanagh, through a country rich in fertile beauty; indeed, so much so, that it would be scarcely possible to erect a house any where which would not possess advantages of prospect and scenery of no ordinary kind. We passed through Killeshandra, which is finely situated upon the margin of an extensive lake, and overlooked by the mansion and the richly wooded, and beautifully cultivated grounds of Castle Hamilton. Having called on the way at the glebe of the zealous and excellent Mr. Saunderson, the rector of the adjoining parish of Kildallen, we proceeded towards Belturbet, but into which, after the view we