the lantern, by whose light the Marquess read a proclamation, offering a reward for his apprehension, and giving a minute description of his person and pedlar's disguise. With a look of egregious satisfaction at his having thus trifled with the feelings of the Marquess, and a hearty ha! ha! ha! as he chuckled at the joke, the honest Tettersall hurried them forward, assisted them into a wherry, which he rowed out to his fishing-smack anchored at a small distance from the shore, cut the cable, hoisted sail, and by the assistance of a fresh and favourable breeze, the party were presently scudding rapidly through the waters towards the opposite coast.

As the sun arose, the cliffs from which they were receding, shone forth vividly in the light, encircling the green sea like a belt of white ribbon. Stedfastly and mournfully contemplating the scene until the tears glistened in his eyes, the Marquess at length exclaimed-" Farewell! farewell! thou gay and beautiful island! I could almost weep to think that while thou art pining for the return of thy legitimate Monarch, a miserable base-born usurper is ruling thee with a rod of iron." More sanguine and inspiring thoughts succeeding to this temporary dejection, his countenance brightened as he proceeded in a more animated tone,-" O that instead of flying like a criminal, I were now tilting towards thy shores with a gallant fleet and army, headed by my noble sovereign! O that I

were clad in buff and steel, with my King's black feather in my helm, and my own trusty sword in my hand, once more leading on my troop of trueblue Cavaliers, to clatter our weapons upon the psalm-singing Ironsides of Cromwell! O that I had only my own favourite company of foot-grenadiers, armed with breast and back, and were this moment standing at push of pike against Noll and his whole body guard!"

"'Sblood! my lord," cried Sir John,--"never fear but we will have another tough bout with the rascals, and if we cannot get such dainty arms as we have been used to, zooks! we 'll attack them without any, as David Waller did, if there be any truth in the song

'My friend David Waller in doublet white,

Without any arms, either rusty or bright,

Charged through them twice like a little spright,

Which nobody can deny.'

And as to our being driven awhile from our country, what signifies it, when every thing in it is turned topsy-turvy, and honest blades like ourselves are left to sing

'Religion's a widgeon, and reason is treason;

And he that hath a noble heart may bid the word adieu!" "

In spite of Sir John's cheerfulness, who continued singing scraps of cavalier songs, as his spirits rose from the increasing probability of their safe escape, the melancholy of the Marquess increased,

for he thought upon the doom of those who had been parties to the plot, and were not likely to be so fortunate as himself in avoiding its fatal penalties; nor could he discard the painful conviction that all the bright prospects of the royalists were effectually marred for the present, and rendered infinitely less promising for the future. These desponding reveries were suddenly interrupted by such a boisterous and long-continued burst of laughter from Sir John, that he could not avoid asking him the cause of his outrageous merriment. It was some time before his companion could reply, but at length he exclaimed, as the chuckling tears rolled down his cheek,-"I was thinking of the profound horror and consternation of those crop-eared hypocrites, when they come up with their cavalcade, and not only find the bird flown, but their great idol hanging up by the neck, as he ought to have done long since." So hugely was his fancy tickled at the thought of their fury and hubbub, that he almost cackled and coughed himself into a fit, and was obliged to lean against the vessel's side in a state of utter exhaustion. In these different frames of mind they prosecuted their voyage, and after a quick passage, unmarked by a single untoward occurrence, were safely landed in the then Spanish port of Ostend, where they carried the first intelligence to the King of the dispersion or seizure of his partisans, and the utter failure of their plot.

That an invisible instinct should frame them
To royalty unlearn'd, honour untaught,
Civility not seen from other, valour

That wildly grows in them, but yields a crop
As if it had been sow'd."-SHAKSPEARE.

It was fortunate for Sir John's temporary elevation of spirits at his own escape, that he knew not the situation of Jocelyn, whom we left riding towards London, upon his poney, escorted by a party of the Protector's cuirassiers, under the command of Colonel Lilburne. This veteran soldier was neither likely to lose his captive, nor was the latter of an age to make any attempt at his own deliverance, so that they arrived without interruption of their march, at the military quarters adjoining the old orchard at Whitehall. Here the youth was detained a prisoner in the colonel's house, where he was treated with all due courtesy and kindness, until the orders of Government should be received as to his final disposal. From the indisposition of the Lord Protector, who was confined

by sickness at Hampton Court, several days elapsed before he could receive communications, or issue his commands upon the subject. His ministers and agents employed this interval to such advantage in blazoning and aggravating the horrors of the Cavalier-plot, and the illness of his Highness, that the whole country was thrown into a ferment; some rejoicing in the dangers they had escaped, and others apprehensive of the calamities that might ensue, should his complaint assume any fatal complexion. Many who were by no means well affected to his government, or were at least unsatisfied of the right upon which it was founded, considered him nevertheless as the only person who could preserve public tranquillity; and consequently dreaded his dissolution as the probable signal for universal strife and confusion. Not only had his mighty hand coerced and tamed the furious factions into which the whole country was split, but he had made their antagonistic energies subservient to the advancement of the national power and grandeur; wielding those dangerous materials with as much apparent ease as the modern mechanic, who uses the discordant elements of fire and water to create the stupendous powers of the steam-engine. His wonderful and almost supernatural successes had also convinced many, who were opposed to him in the first instance, that he was appointed to be their ruler by the immediate hand of Heaven.

"What, indeed, can be more extraordinary," as