distinguished officers they were, for a bolder, or more adventurous set of youths never entered a military college.

Their father had completely imbued them with his own spirit, and they regarded him with a love only increased by their respect— while their gentle, affectionate mother claimed a feeling of tenderness almost amounting to adoration.

Over Charles especially her influence was unbounded-and the remembrance of her precepts, her wishes, acted as a talisman in preserving him from contamination, amidst the temptations of a college, and a camp.

His career in India had been most brilliant.

He had earned, by courage, judgment, and daring, a character of the highest description. No difficulty seemed too great for him to overcome, and as his talents as a linguist were unrivalled, and his general attainments extensive, he had been placed, even in the commence

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ment of his career, in situations of trust; and had risen from post to post.

His arriage was erect and dignified, his figure slight, yet admirably proportioned, and indicating immense muscular strength; his dark grey eye would have worn almost an expression of sternness had its severity not been tempered by the mouth, which wore a smile of so sweet, so benignant an expression, that it immediately attracted your love, his cheek was bronzed beneath the influence of an eastern sky, but his forehead was fair, and the form clearly developed from the close thick curls that left it quite unshaded-it needed not that you should be a physiognomist to discover in that fine, clearly-formed brow evidence of the genius that presided within.

His wife was some years his junior, every way suited to render him happy-and finding perfect satisfaction in his deep attachment. The only serious trial which had cast a gloom over their married life, was the death of some

of their children, in the earliest period of infancy. For this they had grieved, but not as those without hope, and as their remaining darling enjoyed excellent health, they felt no anxious fears for her safety.

Such was the family to which Horace was now introduced-to the gratification of both parties.

"I have seen Adelaide's cher ami," said Rostrevor, when he joined his wife," and like him well. I have seldom seen a nobler countenance -he will be quite an acquisition.

CHAPTER VII.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar;
I love Mankind not less but Nature more
In these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe; and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.

Roll on thou deep and dark blue ocean-roll!
Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain;
Man marks the earth with ruin-his control
Stops with the shore, upon the watery plain
The wrecks are all their own, nor doth remain
One vestige of man's ravage, save his own

When for a moment, like a drop of rain

He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan

Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.

BYRON.

So enthusiastically sang the most gifted bard of modern times! How does my heart bound as

I continue the quotation. "And I have loved thee, Ocean!" Whether thy vast expanse be troubled and tossed-foaming, roaring, and threatening all mere human work with desolation-or smooth and glossy like some mighty mirror, whether it reflect on its bosom the azure brightness of an eastern sky, varied only by here and there the glittering white of some tiny, foam-crested wave-or black as midnight, and dense as the clouds themselves-boiling and hissing, and leaving the vessel's track visible many a fathom in the rear-under whatever aspect thou appearest, I have loved thee! Yes, I have worshipped thee, as the brightest and the most glorious, among the bright and glorious works of the Creator-as the only one which can give to the mind of man something like an adequate idea of Him who formed it, as the only object in nature that completely fills the soul with wonder, awe, and admiration!

I have heard of the monotony of a voyage,