been in the sole occupation of the house-dog; and
the latter, considering the new comer an intruder, did not
fail to give the poor stranger many biting taunts
accordingly. Deserted, scorned, insulted and ill-treated,
the poor animal availed himself of the first opportunity,
and escaped. The landlord scoured the country in quest of
the fugitive, without effect. After the lapse of a few days,
the traveller's dog returned to the Inn, accompanied by two
others, and the triumvirate entering the yard, proceeded to
execute summary vengeance on the house-dog, and drove him
howling from his territories. The two dogs were from
London,--

"Their locket letter'd braw-brass collars,
Shew'd they were gentlemen and scholars."

Hence it appears, that the traveller's dog went to London,
told his grievance to his two friends, and brought them to
Exeter to avenge his cause!

~~329~~~ Emerging from the coffee-house, companied by their newly
acquired canine friend, our observers proceeded along Piccadilly, when
reaching its extremity, and turning into the Park by Constitution-hill,
they were met by the servant, Thady.

"Your honour," said the valet, "haven't I been after soaking you, here
and there, and every where, and no where at all, at all, vrid this
letter, bad luck to it, becays of the trouble it may give you; and
indeed I was sent after your honour by Miss Macgilligan;--there's ill
luck at home, your honour."

"Then I shall not make any haste," said Sir Felix, "to meet such a
guest."

He then read aloud the ominous epistle:--

"My dear Nephew.--A vexatious affair has occurred.--I shall be glad to
see you, as soon as possible.--J. M."

"Perhaps you can oblige us with the history," said the Baronet, "of this
same 'vexatious affair;' but observe me, let it be an abridgement,--Miss
Macgilligan will favour us with it in detail."

"Why then, your honour," said the valet, "you had not gone out many
minutes, when there came a _rit-tat_ to the door, and a gintail
good-looking gentleman inquired for Mr. A----a. Begging your pardon,
says I, if it is my master vou mane, he does not belong to the family
of the Misters at all; his name is Sir Felix O'Grady, of the province of
Munster, Baronet, and I am his valet; long life and good luck to both of
us!"

~~330~~~ "This is rather a tedious commencement," observed Sir Felix to
his marvelling