tion. You will learn that, in the heat of action, a most bold and arduous enterprise struck the mind of St. Orville, which he hastened to impart to Allworth, who saw at once the magnitude of that importance its achievement would yield. He felt convinced, that the man who had clearness of judgment and firmness of mind, in the moment of evincing valour, never surpassed, to form such a project, was only equal to carrying it into effect; and, with a leader they confided in, British seamen would perform what to any other class of men would be impossibilities. St. Orville was dispatched upon this most heroic, important enterprise, and success crowned our boy with immortal laurels: and, Emily, if Allworth's letter, with the account of our boy's glorious achievement, his magnanimity to the vanquished, his humanity to the wounded, do not awaken the paternal spark in the bosom of lord Delamore, I give him up as a man without a heart.

"I will not work upon your feelings, Emily, by describing mine during the painful interval of St. Orville's absence. My fervent prayers for his safety attended him, and he returned, oh, joyful, joyful sight!

unhurt, in blooming health, and covered with Fame's most honourable praise. Very shortly after, I fell ill, very ill; in truth, my Emily, you had, but for your boy and Beville, nearly lost me. Oh, what a tender, watchful, affectionate nurse is St. Orville! Neither night nor day he left my cot; he smoothed my pillow, and it seemed easy to me; he gave me my medicines, and I thought they did me good. But that was delusion-I became worse and worse, and every surgeon in my fleet gave me up; and the intrepid hero who had fought the enemies of his country with such dauntless valour, who had taught hundreds to fly from the fury of his sword, and to bend to his prowess, was now to be seen vainly struggling with the tears that would burst forth, because a man was expected to die, whose demise would yield to him riches, and emancipate him from the tyranny of an unkind father.

"When all the Esculapian tribe had given me up as a lost sheep, St. Orville, who had, during my illness, been routing up the names of all the slip-slops Mrs. Beville makes to nourish the sick, in hopes of hitting upon something which I could re

tion. You will learn that, in the heat of action, a most bold and arduous enterprise struck the mind of St. Orville, which he hastened to impart to Allworth, who saw at once the magnitude of that importance its achievement would yield. He felt convinced, that the man who had clearness of judgment and firmness of mind, in the moment of evincing valour, never surpassed, to form such a project, was only equal to carrying it into effect; and, with a leader they confided in, British seamen would perform what to any other class of men would be impossibilities. St. Orville was dispatched upon this most heroic, important enterprise, and success crowned our boy with immortal laurels: and, Emily, if Allworth's letter, with the account of our boy's glorious achievement, his magnanimity to the vanquished, his humanity to the wounded, do not awaken the paternal spark in the bosom of lord Delamore, I give him up as a man without a heart.

"I will not work upon your feelings, Emily, by describing mine during the painful interval of St. Orville's absence. My fervent prayers for his safety attended him, and he returned, oh, joyful, joyful sight!

unhurt, in blooming health, and covered with Fame's most honourable praise. Very shortly after, I fell ill, very ill; in truth, my Emily, you had, but for your boy and Beville, nearly lost me. Oh, what a tender, watchful, affectionate nurse is St. Orville! Neither night nor day he left my cot; he smoothed my pillow, and it seemed easy to me; he gave me my medicines, and I thought they did me good. But that was delusion-I became worse and worse, and every surgeon in my fleet gave me up; and the intrepid hero who had fought the enemies of his country with such dauntless valour, who had taught hundreds to fly from the fury of his sword, and to bend to his prowess, was now to be seen vainly struggling with the tears that would burst forth, because a man was expected to die, whose demise would yield to him riches, and emancipate him from the tyranny of an unkind father.

"When all the Esculapian tribe had given me up as a lost sheep, St. Orville, who had, during my illness, been routing up the names of all the slip-slops Mrs. Beville makes to nourish the sick, in hopes of hitting upon something which I could re

tion. You will learn that, in the heat of action, a most bold and arduous enterprise struck the mind of St. Orville, which he hastened to impart to Allworth, who saw at once the magnitude of that importance its achievement would yield. He felt convinced, that the man who had clearness of judgment and firmness of mind, in the moment of evincing valour, never surpassed, to form such a project, was only equal to carrying it into effect; and, with a leader they confided in, British seamen would perform what to any other class of men would be impossibilities. St. Orville was dispatched upon this most heroic, important enterprise, and success crowned our boy with immortal laurels: and, Emily, if Allworth's letter, with the account of our boy's glorious achievement, his magnanimity to the vanquished, his humanity to the wounded, do not awaken the paternal spark in the bosom of lord Delamore, I give him up as a man without a heart.

"I will not work upon your feelings, Emily, by describing mine during the painful interval of St. Orville's absence. My fervent prayers for his safety attended him, and he returned, oh, joyful, joyful sight!