Being then intent on my departure, I fent for Mrs Tirrel. Mrs Tirrel, fays I, I fhould be much inclined to take your James along with me, if I did not think you would grieve overmuch in his abfence. No, no, Sir, faid fhe, I would to heaven I were, myself, a young man for your fake. I defire no better either of him or for him, than that he should live and die faithfully and lovingly in your service.

When Mr Clinton came to this part of his ftory, a meffenger entered in fearful hafte, and delivered a letter to lady Maitland. As foon as she had run it over, My deareft Sir, fhe cried, I muft leave you this inftant. I lately made you an offer of a hundred thousand pounds; and now I know not that I have fo many fhillings upon earth. I am here informed, that the trustee of all my affairs has abfconded and made his escape to France; but I muft hurry to town, and inquire after this bufinefs. So faying, fhe curtfeyed, and fuddenly withdrew, without giving her coufin time to make a tender of his fervices.

The next morning, Mr Clinton ordered his chariot to the door, and haftened to attend her ladyship at her house in London; but there he was told, that she had fet out for Dover about an hour before; and

and he returned, much dejected and grieyed on her account.

In about three weeks after, Mr Clement, with his young pupil, came home, quite lightened of the money they had taken abroad. Mr Fenton, for fo we fhall call him again, gave Clement a friendly embrace, and took Harry to his careffes as though he had returned from a long and dangerous voyage.

Well Clement, faid Mr Fenton, what account have you to give us of your expedition? An account, Sir, that would be extremely difpleafing to any man living except yourfelf: in fhort, our young gentleman, here, has plunged you above a thousand pounds in debt, over the large fums that we carried with us. I hope the objects were worthy, faid Mr Fenton. Wonderfully worthy, indeed, Sir; I never faw fuch tender and affecting fcenes. Then I fhall be overpaid and enriched by the narration.

Here, Harry inquired impatiently for Mrs Clement and his friend Ned; and be, ing told that they were on a visit to the widow Neighbourly, he took a hafty leave for the prefent, and away he flew to embrace them.

As foon as he was gone, Sir, faid Mr Clement, I cannot think that there is, in

the

the world, fuch another boy as yours. I will leave to himself the detail of our adventures in the feveral prifons; they had fuch an effect on his heart, that they cannot but have made a deep impreffion on his memory; fo I fhall only tell you of what happened in our way to London.

As we were chatting and walking leifurely along the road, a poor man before us happened to drop in a fit of the fallingfickness. When Harry faw the writhings and convulfions in which he lay, he turned pale, and looked vaftly frightened; and, feizing me under the arm, he cried, Come, come away! and hurried me off as faft as he could. But we had not gone far, till his pace began to abate, and stopping, and hesitating, Let us turn, let us turn, Mr Clement, he cried, let us go back again and help the poor man! We then returned haftily, and, raifing his head, we kept him from bruifing it against the ground. I then forced open his clenched hands, and, having chaffed the palins a while, he began to recover, and foon came to himself. Meanwhile Harry's fright was not yet quite over. He feemed willing to get away from the object of his terror, and, putting his hand in his pocket, and giving him all the filver he had, he wifhed him better health, and away he went. VOL III.

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We had not gone above half a mile further, when I faw a little girl, in a field on the right hand, endeavouring to drive a cow through a small gate into the road, in order to be milked, as I suppose, by her mother; but the cow kicked up her heels and proved wanton and refractory, and ran hither and thither, and would not be guided. The poor child then fet up a cry of as bitter diftrefs, as if all that was valuable in the world was going to ruin. Harry gave a ready ear to the found of lamentation, and feeing the plight that the poor thing was in, he fuddenly croffed the road, above-ankle deep in dirt, and, leaping the ditch, he proved nimbler than the cow, and, driving her through the pafs, he turned her into the way that the child would have her go.

That morning, indeed, was to Harry a morning of petty adventures. By the time that we approached the suburbs, we had nearly overtaken a grown girl who carried a basket of eggs on her head. A great lubberly boy, juft then, paffed us by at a smart pace, and, tripping up to the girl, gave the basket a tip with his hand, and dafhed all the eggs into mafh against a ftoney part of the road, and, again ta king to his heels, run on as before. Immediately Harry's indignation was kin

dled,

dled, and, fetting out at top speed, he foon overtook him, and gave him feveral fmart, ftrokes with his little cane, across the fhoulders. The fellow then turned upon Harry, and gave him a furious blow with his fift over the head, while I haftened to his relief, as I perceived that the other was quite an over-match for him. But, before I arrived, our hero had put a quick end to the combat; for, fpringing from the ground, he darted his head full into the nofe and mouth of his adverfary, who instantly roared out, and, feeing his own blood come pouring down, he once more took to flight, while Harry continued to prefs upon him, and belaboured him at pleasure, till he judged that he had beat, en him to the full value of the eggs.

Mean while the poor girl, wholly unmindful of what paffed, remained wailing and wringing her hands over the wreck of her merchandise. The voice of a Syren could not fo powerfully have attracted and recalled Harry from the length he had gone; he returned with speed to her, and I followed. My poor girl, fays he, where were you going with thofe eggs? To market, mafter, fays fhe. And what did you expect to get for the n? About five fhillings, Sir; and I had promised my daddy and mammy to lay it out in fhoes