red that he had left to Daniel Clarke the
sum of a thousand pounds, and the house in which he resided before his
death, the latter being merely leasehold at a high rent, was specified
in the will to be of small value: it was situated in the outskirts of
Knaresborough. It was also discovered that a Mr. Jonas Elmore, the only
surviving executor of the will, and a distant relation of the deceased
Colonel's, lived about fifty miles from York, and could, in all
probability, better than any one, afford Walter those farther
particulars of which he was so desirous to be informed. Walter
immediately proposed to his lawyer to accompany him to this gentleman's
house; but it so happened that the lawyer could not, for three or four
days, leave his business at York, and Walter, exceedingly impatient to
proceed on the intelligence thus granted him, and disliking the meagre
information obtained from letters, when a personal interview could
be obtained, resolved himself to repair to Mr. Jonas Elmore's without
farther delay; and behold, therefore, our worthy Corporal and his master
again mounted, and commencing a new journey.

The Corporal, always fond of adventure, was in high spirits.

"See, Sir," said he to his master, patting with great affection the neck
of his steed, "See, Sir, how brisk the creturs are; what a deal of good
their long rest at York city's done'em. Ah, your honour, what a fine
town that ere be!--yet," added the Corporal, with an air of great
superiority, "it gives you no notion of Lunnun, like--on the faith of a
man, no!"

"Well, Bunting, perhaps we may be in London within a month hence."

"And afore we gets there, your honour,--no offence,--but should like to
give you some advice; 'tis ticklish place, that Lunnun, and though you
be by no manner of means deficient in genus, yet, Sir, you be young, and
I be--" "Old,--true, Bunting," added Walter very gravely.

"Augh--bother! old, Sir, old, Sir!--A man in the prime of life,--hair
coal black, (bating a few grey ones that have had, since twenty--care,
and military service, Sir,)--carriage straight,--teeth strong,--not an
ail in the world, bating the rheumatics--is not old, Sir,--not by no
manner of means,--baugh!"

"You are very right, Bunting; when I said old, I meant experienced. I
assure you I shall be very grateful for your advice; and suppose, while
we walk our horses up this hill, you begin lecture the first. London's a
fruitful subject. All you can say on it