opposition was made by Patrick and Bridget; but when shown the letter of
their brother Paul, they were reconciled to what they thought the
temporary separation. Eugene himself was calmed, and his sorrow turned
into joy, by being told that he was going towards where Paul was, and
that, like enough, he would meet him on his way.

"Can I see Paul there?" said he, drying the tears that stood in his
eyes.

"Sartain you can. Don't you like that, Bob?" said Reuben, who was in
the plot with Dilman.

"Well, I'll go, then," said the child. "Good by, Bid; good by, Pat. You
stay there till Paul and I come to see ye."

All the household of Reuben embraced Eugene, and made him some little
present, before he set out. An abundance of tears were shed by young and
old, as the melancholy and thoughtful face of Eugene was seen by them
for the last time.

Truth compels us to say a word or two in reference to the antecedents of
this reverend doctor of Presbyterianism into whose _protection_ this
innocent lamb was taken. Dr. Dilman was about sixty years old at this
time; and after having lived in some manner with his first wife for near
thirty years, had lately taken out a bill of divorce by law against the
"old woman," to make room for a young _religious lady_ in his reverend
bed. During his long life, he had changed his creed no less than nine
times. He was first an Episcopalian; but having been refused ordination
in that sect, on account of some peccadilloes of his youth, he joined
the Methodists, from whom he received conversion and a call. Being a man