ust be left for this chronicle to tell at the proper
time and place.

At present it is necessary that we should return to Yarmouth, where
Captain Bream, in pursuance of his deep-laid schemes, entered a
bookseller's shop and made a sweeping demand for theological literature.

"What particular work do you require, sir?" asked the surprised and
somewhat amused bookseller.

"I don't know that I want any one in particular," said the captain, "I
want pretty well all that have bin published up to this date. You know
the names of 'em all, I suppose?"

"Indeed no, sir," answered the man with a look of uncertainty.
"Theological works are very numerous, and some of them very expensive.
Perhaps if--"

"Now, look here. I've got neither time nor inclination to get upon the
subject just now," said the captain. "You just set your clerk to work
to make out a list o' the principal works o' the kind you've got on
hand, an' I'll come back in the evenin' to see about it. Never mind the
price. I won't stick at that--nor yet the quality. Anything that
throws light on religion will do."

"But, sir," said the shopman, "some of the theological works of the
present day are supposed--at least by the orthodox--to throw darkness
instead of light on religion."

"All right," returned the captain, "throw 'em all in. I don't expect
divines to agree any more than doctors. Besides, I've got a chart to
steer by, called the Bible, that'll keep me clear o' rocks an' shoals.
You make your mind easy, an' do as I bid you. Get the books together by
six o'clock this evening, an' the account made out, for I always pay
cash down. Good-day."

Leaving the bookseller to employ himself with this astounding "order,"
Captain Bream next went to that part of the town which faces the
sea-beach, and knocked at the door of a house in the window of which was
a ticket with "lodgings" inscribed on it.

"Let me see your rooms, my good girl," said the captain to the little
maid who opened the door.

The little maid looked up at the captain with some surprise and no
little hesitancy. She evidently feared either that the rooms would not
be suitable for the applicant or that the applicant would not be
suitable for the rooms. She admitted him, however, and, leading him
up-stairs, ushered him into the parlour of the establishment.

"Splendid!" exclaimed the captain on beholding the large window, from
which there was seen a glorious view of the sea, so near tha