the
interior of the hut and its occupant. And to begin with the latter--he
was a dark-haired youth, of twenty-one or two years of age, the
natural paleness of whose complexion was enhanced as well by the raven
color of his hair as by the loss of blood. His features were quite
regular, and surmounted by a brow rather high than broad. The eyes
were the most remarkable, and commanded instant attention. They were
large, black and flashing, and, in spite of the injunctions of the old
man, wide open and roving round the apartment. By the manner in which
he had been addressed, it was evident he was unknown.

The chamber itself was a square of about fifteen feet, or one-half
of the hut, with a fire-place made of large stones and bricks, and
lighted by one window, and was lathed and plastered. Its furniture
consisted of the bed above mentioned, lying on a low pine frame,
originally painted red, but now somewhat defaced and worn; of a couple
of basket-bottomed chairs; a stone jar, to contain water; a rifle
and powder-horn, supported by two nails driven into the wall; a pine
table, and a set of shelves filled with books. This was the back-room,
and opened into another of the same size, differing from the former
in having no fire-place and being not lathed. This latter room was
destitute of furniture, unless a work-bench, on which were a few
tools; a chopping-block, made of the segment of the body of a
large tree; a cooper's horse; a couple of oyster rakes and some
fishing-rods, could be called such. In two of the corners stood
bundles of hickory poles, and on the floor were scattered a quantity
of withes, designed, apparently, for basket-making. These articles
had, probably, some connection with the pursuits of the tenant of the
hut. On the walls, on pegs, hung a number of baskets, of different
sizes--some finished, and some in an unfinished condition.

The Recluse, upon leaving his guest, proceeded to the west side of
the little island, and cast a searching glance in every direction,
to ascertain if any one were in sight. No boat was visible, and he
immediately retraced his steps.

Noiselessly he stole back to the couch of his guest, whom he found
apparently asleep, though, in truth, the slumber was simulated out
of deference to the anxieties of the old man. Several times he passed
backwards and forwards from the chamber to the door before he had the
satisfaction to find the object of his search. At length, a canoe was
disco