very nearly knocking down the old sweeper who was hobbling away as
fast as posibil. We took her to Birch's; we provided her with a
hackney-coach and every lucksury, and carried her home to Islington.

. . . . . .

That night master never came home. Nor the nex night, nor the nex.
On the fourth day an octioneer arrived; he took an infantry of the
furnitur, and placed a bill in the window.

At the end of the wick Altamont made his appearance. He was
haggard and pale; not so haggard, however, not so pale as his
miserable wife.

He looked at her very tendrilly. I may say, it's from him that I
coppied MY look to Miss ----. He looked at her very tendrilly and
held out his arms. She gev a suffycating shreek, and rusht into
his umbraces.

"Mary," says he, "you know all now. I have sold my place; I have
got three thousand pounds for it, and saved two more. I've sold my
house and furnitur, and that brings me another. We'll go abroad
and love each other, has formly."

And now you ask me, Who he was? I shudder to relate.--Mr. Haltamont
SWEP THE CROSSING FROM THE BANK TO CORNHILL!!

Of cors, I left his servis. I met him, few years after, at Badden-
Badden, where he and Mrs. A. were much respectid, and pass for
pipple of propaty.