ssed him:--"The soul of
your sublime highness is sad, and the mind is wearied.--What says the
sage? and are not his words of more value than large pearls? `When thou
art sick, and thy mind is heavy, send for wine. Drink, and thank Allah
that he has given relief.'"

"Wallah thaib!--it is well said," replied the pacha: "Is not the
`fire-water' of the Franks to be obtained?"

"Is not the earth, and what the earth contains, made for your sublime
highness?" replied Mustapha, drawing from his vest a bottle of spirits.

"God is great!" said the pacha, taking the bottle from his mouth, after
a long draught, and handing it to his vizier.

"God is most merciful!" replied Mustapha, recovering his breath, and
wiping down his beard with the sleeve of his kalaat, as he respectfully
passed the bottle over to his superior.

VOLUME TWO, CHAPTER TWO.

"Hham d'illah! Praise be to God!" exclaimed the pacha, as the divan
closed. "This is dry work, hearing petitions for three hours, and not a
sequin to my treasury. Mustapha, has the renegade come back?"

"The kafir waits to kiss the dust of your sublime feet," replied the
vizier.

"Let him approach, then, Mustapha," said the pacha joyfully; and the
renegade immediately made his appearance.

"Kosh amedeid! you are welcome, Huckaback. We have had our ears
poisoned since you quitted us. I forget where it was that you left
off."

"May it please your highness, at the ending of my second voyage, in
which--"

"I remember--when the Frankish woman god, stopped the leak. You may
proceed."

The renegade bowed; and commenced his third voyage, as follows--"I
believe that I stated to your highness, at the end of my second voyage,
I determined to go to Toulon, and make some inquiry after my dear
Cerise."

"I recollect you did," interrupted the pacha, "but I tell you again, as
I told you before, that I want to know nothing about her. Have the
goodness to skip all that part, or it will be five sequins out of your
girdle."

"Your highness shall be obeyed," replied the renegade; who, after musing
a short time, continued:--

THIRD VOYAGE OF HUCKABACK.

I was so affected at the intelligence of Cerise having destroyed
herself, that I found it impossible to remain on shore. Having met with
the captain of a whaler, who expatiated on the fortune which might be
realised by embarking in the speculation, I purchased a large ship, and
fitted it out for a voyage to Baffin's Bay. This