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I was then sitting behind a first-rate team of my own. 



"I understand Cambridge is a good pkice to purchase 

 a pair? " he added. 



I said, " Very likely," and recommended him to a well- 

 known livery-stable keeper. 



As we drove up Trumpington Street, I observed the 

 President of Queen's College walking quickly towards the 

 " Bull." 



" Here is Dr. King," I called out : as I pulled up, he 

 silently squeezed my hand. Presently the Doctor took 

 his arm, and walked with him into a private apartment. 



I saw no more of him till my following journey down, 

 when I met the Admiral cheek-by-jowl with his son, on 

 two tall coach horses, apparently on the best of terms 

 with each other and their new purchase. 



Among the first persons who made my acqaaintance after 

 we had settled ourselves down was a o-entleman who then 

 held the ofiice of chief mao;istrate of the borouo-h. He was 

 a Post-captain in the. Navy, and is mentioned in the early 

 part of this book as having partaken of mine and my 

 father's hospitality at Portsmouth. He now, in a genuine 

 blunt sailor-like manner, expressed the pleasure he_ 

 should have in entertaining me in a similar manner. His 

 naval career had been most fortunate throughout. On 

 the unexpected death of Commodore Grant on the Indian 

 station, he succeeded to the command, just at the con- 

 clusion of the first Burmese war, and had lately returned 

 laden with the spoils of that hitherto unexplored and 

 idolatrous country. 



These had been tastefully disposed in a house he had 

 purchased for a permanent residence, by the hands of his 



