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bed occupied by an oily stranger, with a nose 

 like a trumpet, and quite as sonorous !" " Dont 

 trouble yourself about me," he said ; " I feel 

 pretty safe in this remote spot from any such 

 intrusion." 



A day or two after this, good reader, you 

 should have seen my friend's face, when he came 

 down to join me at the breakfast-table ! It 

 appeared, that two Presbyterian Parsons had 

 come to the hotel, and as every bed there was 

 engaged, except the one in his room, the land- 

 lord was compelled to offer them the use of it 

 rather than improvise one on sofas. These two 

 strangers came into the room after my friend 

 had retired to rest, and he knew nothing of the 

 contemplated intrusion, till the door opened, 

 and in they walked. The first evil my poor 

 friend had to submit to, was the spectacle he 

 could hardly escape of the disrobement of the 

 Parsons, before they tumbled in. But the 

 second, very trying to a piscator tired to death 

 with the long walk of the previous day, was the 



