for us to follow their example.'

'Fast as yer honor plases,' replied Patrick, and so saying, he
immediately followed Henry, who had advanced some paces ahead of him,
and they then proceeded both together, on their intended expedition.

They walked on for some moments in silence, which, however, was broken
by Henry, who thus addressed his companion,--

'Well, Patrick, what do you think of this beautiful spot?'

'Och, yer honor, and I think its just the most illigant little spot in
the world, where the pratees, [meaning, possibly, the oranges and
lemons,] grow on the trees, and where one never sees a snake, nor a
sarpint at all, at all. Sure, and I think that the blessed Saint Patrick
must have stopped at this place in the course of his travels, and killed
all the snakes, and the frogs, and the vipers, bad luck to them, as he
did in ould Ireland.'

'But how should you like to live here altogether?' asked Henry.

'Live, is it, master Henry? Sure, an I had rather live here than any
place in the wide world, besides barrin my own blessed ould Ireland.'

'What, alone?' again asked Huntington.

'By the powers, sir, no, not a bit of it,' replied the Patlander. 'The
devil a bit would Pat O'Leary wish to live alone in any place, bat I was
just thinking, master Henry, that if you and Miss Hamilton, bless the
light of her blessed black eyes, would only consint to be married, and