"So perishes," said the Pastor, when he too had read the letter, "my last dream of domestic happiness."

"The Governor," said one of the men standing by, "will be very much put out of the way, when we go back with the tidings. He said he had rather lose fifty common prisoners than this Pirate, for he has baffled pursuit a long time, done a great deal of mischief, and caused a great deal of useless trouble and expense."

"You see," said the Pastor, "how it has happened; he had a daughter living in my house, and she has contrived, with an Irish servant I had, to set him at liberty, and has fled with him. You must be so good as tell the Governor this, and if he pleases, I will visit him, to explain the vexatious matter myself."

In the meantime, Clinton had reached the house of the Lieutenant-Governor, and had had a private interview with him. Nothing could exceed the vexation of the Governor when his messengers returned from the Pastor with intelligence that the Pirate had made his escape.

He was a very passionate man, and all at once he burst into a drawing-room which opened by glass doors upon a lawn, and began pacing up and down with angry excla

mations.

"What ails you my dear Governor? you seem greatly put out of your way," said the Lieutenant-Governor's lady, a portly, good-looking, over-dressed personage of just her husband's age, that is to say, fifty.

"No ill news from England, I hope, Governor," said a lady of dazzling beauty, about twenty-five years of age, dressed with equal richness, but more true elegance. "No, Lady Cleveland, I have received no news of any kind from England to-day."

Excellency's lady.

"Then what can be the matter with you?" said his "The dinner to-day was dressed exactly to your taste. None of the plate, glass, or best china have been broken lately, I believe the wines you have just received answer particularly well. What can be the matter."

"That cursed Pirate has escaped me again, madam," said his Excellency, with an oath.

"A Pirate-what is a Pirate, a robber on the seas, sister?" inquired a little lady just entering her teens, throwing up a pert kitten, that she might see it fall on its feet.

"Yes—yes, my dear Letty-and you must be quiet now, and do put down that cat. Your papa will be quite angry with you, if he sees you romping so."

"He is out in the lawn sister," said Letitia," and I shall go to him, with my kitten, and talk very grave, and walk very upright, and when he has given me a kiss, I shall come back to you again."

Off ran the child of aristocracy with her kitten under her arm. Lady Cleveland watched her with looks of affection and admiration.

"The little giddy thing," said she smiling. Suddenly her whole soul seemed to be concentrated in the sense of hearing. She moved not a limb, her head was fixed, her breath caught back within her lips and throat.

"Be seated, sir, be seated," said the Lieutenant-Governor to Clinton, who stood near the door in a posture of proud humility.

"I thank you, your Excellency," said Clinton, occupying the chair nearest to him.

"You were an emigrant, you say, in this lost vessel,

and saw the death of Captain Barry, and the seizure of his ship?"

Clinton bowed.

"Would you, as you know this Pirate under all his disguises, have any objection to go with a company in search of him on the Lakes ?"

"Not the slightest-only one, at least." "What objection is that?"

"I am compelled to speak it, or I certainly should not, your Excellency-I am entirely without money." "This young man, my dear," said the Governor to his lady, "lost all his property in that ship of which I was speaking to you this morning."

"Indeed!" exclaimed the lady, "I am very sorry to hear he suffered such a disaster. Have a glass of wine, sir," and she directly went herself to a decanter, and poured some Madeira. Her manner was hearty, warm, and motherly, and more truly pleasing than all the fine ladyisms in the world. Clinton could not but take the glass she offered with her own hand, and, with a gesture of genuine gratitude and respect, he drank.

Hester, my love," said the lady, "have you a return of that throbbing in the temples you told me of this morning?"

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"No-dear madam; you are very kind to inquire,' said Lady Cleveland, in a whisper scarcely audible two yards beyond her chair. Perhaps you will have the kindness," she resumed, "to lend me your arm into the lawn-I do not feel perfectly well."

Faint as that whisper of Lady Cleveland's had been, it reached the heart of Clinton; unconscious of his movements, he arose from his chair, and remained standing,

with one foot advanced, gazing after her, until the closing of the glass door roused him.

"It cannot be-I surely dream!" he exclaimed aloud. The Governor was astonished.

"What are you looking at, sir, so attentively?" he asked.

"I beg your pardon, but may I entreat that your Excellency will inform me the name borne by the young lady who has just gone into the garden?"

band's name; he is a colonel-Colonel Cleveland. They have come out from the mother country by appointment under the British crown."

"Her husband!" echoed Clinton, grasping the top of the chair.

"Her husband; Colonel Cleveland of the hussars. But it is not posssible you have known the lady before?" "I had a passing recollection of her figure," said Clinton. "But now to business, if your Excellency pleases."

"You

"Yes-yes, to business," said the Governor. will be accommodated in Toronto to-night. My servants will put you somewhere to sleep, and in the morning I will tell you what I have decided upon."

The next morning the Governor sent for Clinton into the same drawing room, and the latter was allowed a certain provision on consideration of his assisting in the pursuit of the Pirate. The engagement, which was much to Clinton's satisfaction, was barely concluded when Letitia ran into the room.

"How provoking," said she; "we have hardly been in this place Toronto, with its Indian name, a month,

and now we are to go to some out of the way place, I know not where, among strangers again. I hate travelling."

Suppose you take your favourite, the kitten, with you," said the Governor, "you will not hate to travel then, eh, little lady?"

"Ah! she is such a pretty creature," said Letitia, shaking her beautiful long hair about her laughing face; "but I will tell you why I do not like to travel," continued she seriously; "my sister was happier by half at home in England—but that is between ourselves, as my Governess would say in French." Here she broke out into a laugh; "Nice dull companions they are, my sister, and the stiff Colonel, grand, silent papa, and my governess, with her never-ending-hush Lady Letitia— don't look about you so, Lady Letitia-do demean yourself more becoming your dignified station, Lady Letitia." "But are you really going away?" asked the Governor, laughing, and patting her shining head.

"My governess, and our maids are packing up," said Letitia.

"I am a little surprised-so soon-I was not informed," muttered the Governor, in disjointed sen

tences.

Clinton was gazing at the young sister of Lady Cleveland with a look that puzzled the Governor. It was a look at once sorrowful, tender, and intense.

"You do not know this little lady, I presume?" said his Excellency.

"I do not,” replied Clinton, sighing.

When he had left the room, he had to cross some rather intricate passages, and in doing so, found that he