not trace him in his brief wanderings, under the influence of that
spirit of emigration that some times induces a dapper Cockney to quit
his home, and lands him, before the sound of Bow-bells is out of his
ears, within the roar of the cataract of Niagara; but shall only add
that at a very early day, even before Elizabeth had been sent to
school, he had found his way into the family of Marmaduke Temple,
where, owing to a combination of qualities that will be developed in
the course of the tale, he held, under Mr. Jones, the office of major-
domo. The name of this worthy was Benjamin Penguillan, according to
his own pronunciation; but, owing to a marvellous tale that he was in
the habit of relating, concerning the length of time he had to labor
to keep his ship from sinking after Rodney’s victory, he had
universally acquired the nick name of Ben Pump.

By the side of Benjamin, and pressing forward as if a little jealous
of her station, stood a middle-aged woman, dressed in calico, rather
violently contrasted in color with a tall, meagre, shapeless figure,
sharp features, and a somewhat acute expression of her physiognomy.
Her teeth were mostly gone, and what did remain were of a tight
yellow. The skin of her nose was drawn tightly over the member, to
hang in large wrinkles in her cheeks and about her mouth. She took
snuff in such quantities as to create the impression that she owed the
saffron of her lips and the adjacent parts to this circumstance; but
it was the unvarying color of her whole face. She presided over the
female part of the domestic arrangements, in the capacity of
housekeeper; was a spinster, and bore the name of Remarkable
Pettibone. To Elizabeth she was an entire stranger, having been
introduced into the family since the death of her mother.

In addition to these, were three or four subordinate menials, mostly