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and also give directions for a few articles of furniture to be sent you. 

 God take ye both in his holy keeping ! " He raised his hat on 

 uttering the sacred Name, and while yet the music of their voices 

 dwelt within our ears, we crossed the humble threshold, elated by no 

 common sensations. 



We reached the inn, where the passengers were impatiently await- 

 ing our appearance; accordingly f him of canvas' bustled in to 

 perform his self-imposed commission, and as I was following rather 

 more leisurely the barmaid crossed my path. Now be it known 

 that I have a warm heart towards a pretty barmaid, so I lovingly 

 chucked her under the chin in passing, whereat she reddened 

 like the sun in a fog, and flouncing by, muttered, "Humph! 

 I should'nt have thought of the likes of that, indeed, from a scrubby 

 outside passenger !' ' 



At this moment, my fellow ' outsider' returned, and, first nodding, 

 he took her round the neck, and gave her a hearty buss, in return for 

 which she simpered and dropped a low curtsey. He passed on, and 

 I remarked " I see you have not an objection to all outside pas- 

 sengers." 



" Oh, indeed ! that's a very different thing that's the gentleman 



with the " 



" How dare you be gossiping there, you saucy minx," shrieked the 

 landlady, " why don't you give a glass of ale to the gentleman .with 



the ? " The guard sounded such an infernal peal with his 



horn at that moment, that I lost the sentence. " Now, gentlemen, if 

 you please," said coachey, " I can't wait another moment for the 

 Hemperor of the Hingies." 



The sun was then setting behind a long rauge of low hills; it was 

 indeed a beautiful scene as we bounded along the road : I jocularly 

 commented upon the extravagant imagery used by poets when 

 speaking of sunset. " Sir," said Canvas, " were the brains of Milton, 

 Shakspeare, and all the poets that ever existed, made into one, it 

 could not produce a figure of fancy worthy the subject : does it not 

 remind us of GOD, and. impart some idea of His glory? And what 

 can equal or delineate our thoughts at such a moment! The glorious 

 sun ! I have seen him in Persia sink like one of the scarlet lilies 

 which spring from the soil, whilst in Greece he sets like the ball of ' 

 St. Paul's newly gilded; in Arabia he looks like a copper tea-kettle, 

 and at the North Pole like a globe of silver, with the new moon 

 shining upon it. There I have looked up, all pale and cheerless as he 

 shone, and fancied him a guardian spirit come to chase away the 

 gloom that for months had kept all beneath cold and dark, but in other 

 places, (Chimborazo's heights, for instance,) I've stood and laughed 

 as he rolled like a ball of fire at my feet, and triumphantly told him 

 that his presence was not needed until morning. I remember lux- 

 uriating in the most genuine sunset feelings, a few summers ago ; 

 it was at Genoa, and the scene still lingers before my mind's eye, with 

 the freshness of an actually witnessed object. Not a tree not a leaf 

 not a blade of grass, but possessed a poetic charm, and conjured up 

 images never to be forgotten. The lake lay calm and placid as a 

 sleeping infant before me ; mountain towered above mountain, until 



