"Farewell, captain; a happy and safe voyage to you," she answered, with
assumed gaiety of tone; but there was no reply. He bowed low and
hastened away, with a spirit of disappointment clouding his sun-burned
features.

The view which might he had from the window commanded a continuous sight
of the road that the young officer must traverse to reach the ship, and
though she had treated him thus coldly, and had so decidedly declined
his suit, yet here lingered some strange interest about him in her mind,
as was evinced by her now repairing to the window, and sitting behind
the broad shadow of its painted screen, where she watched his approach
to she landing, near the city gates, and saw the sturdy boatmen dip
their oars in regular time, propelling the boat with arrow-like speed to
the ship's side, where its master hastened upon deck and disappeared,
while the boat was hoisted to the quarter-davits.

Anon she saw the sheets fall from the ponderous yards, and sheeted home,
the anchor gradually raised to her bow, the yards squared to bring her
with her head to the sea, and then a clear white cloud of smoke burst
from her bows as she gathered steerage-way, and a dull heavy report of
distant ordinance boomed upon the ear of the listening girl, unanswered
by a deep sigh from her own bosom--a sigh not for him who had just left
her, but for some kindred association that his presence aroused.

The villa where we have introduced the reader was that of the late
Edward Huntington, a successful English merchant, who had resided many
years in India and had realized a fortune, which he had proposed to
return to his native land to enjoy with his wife and only child. But
death had stepped in to put an abrupt end to his hopes, and to render
abortive all his well-arranged plans, some twelve months previous to