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come and look at them, misters 1 They are the best that can 

 be had, mister. That's a fine one ; yes, indeed, h 'ill grow 

 — stick him in this bottle ; its worth two shillings, any man's 

 money, but you may have it for one. Hum ! thank you, mis- 

 ter, and God bless you, and all like you. This is the spring, 

 and that's the water ; here's a mug to taste ; oh ! it is 

 cool, just as Napoleon used to drink it, when he came here 

 afore he was buried, to play with Madame Bertrand's chil- 

 dren, and read there where the willers used to stand what are 

 gone now, the present time. Here's the Visitors' Book, what 

 they write their names in — here, this way, in the sentry-box — 

 here's the ink, and there's the pen ; please to write your 

 name, all you gentlemen — A-hem ! — it is full of poetry in all 

 kinds of lingoes. See, misters, for yourself. I once could 

 read a little, but now I am very old — A-hem! — Misters, 

 when you got your names in the book — a-hem ! — please give a 

 trifle for showing ; this way, sir. Thank ye, sir — you are 

 fine gentlemen — good day." 



From the Tomb we proceeded to Longwood, which we 

 reached in less than half an hour. The road is good, and 

 occasionally offers pieces of landscape, which are singularly 

 wild and romantic. On our way we passed " Hut's Gate," 

 which for some time was the residence of General Bertrand. 

 At this retired spot Napoleon passed many a pleasant hour in 

 the society of his faithful friend and family. It is stated that 

 he was very fond of the General's children, and frequently 

 joined them in their sports. 



On reaching the gate at Longwood we were required to pay 

 an admission fee of fifty cents for each person. A retired 

 army officer has obtained a lease of the place from the 

 government, and by his order the entrance fee is demanded 

 before the gate is opened. 



