entions, or because there is nothing so
very impertinent in them after all. Certain it is, that Isabel, as soon
as she had recovered from her alarm, thanked Newton Forster, with a
sweet smile, for his timely aid, as she again took the arm of Captain
Drawlock, who escorted her to the weather-side of the quarter-deck.

"I have brought you one of your _protegees_, Mrs Ferguson," said
Captain Drawlock. "How do you feel, Miss Revel?"

"Like most young ladies, sir, a little giddy," replied Isabel. "I hope
you were not hurt, Captain Drawlock; I'm afraid that you fell by paying
more attention to me than to yourself."

"My duty, Miss Revel. Allow me to add, my pleasure," replied the
captain, bowing.

"That's very politely said, Captain Drawlock," replied Isabel.

"Almost too polite, I think," observed Mrs Ferguson (who was out of
humour at not being the first object of attention), "considering that
Captain Drawlock is a married man, with seven children." The captain
looked glum, and Miss Revel observing it, turned the conversation, by
inquiring--"Who was that gentleman who saved me from falling?"

"Mr Newton Forster, one of the mates of the vessel. Would you like to
walk Miss Revel or remain where you are?"

"Thank you, I will stay with Mrs Ferguson."

The gentlemen passengers had as yet but occasionally appeared on deck.
Men generally suffer more from the distressing sickness than women. As
soon, however, as the news had been communicated below, that the ladies
were on deck, some of the gentlemen immediately repaired to their
trunks, to make themselves presentable, and then hastened on deck. The
first on deck was the old colonel, who tottered up the hatchway, and by
dint of seizing rope after rope, at last succeeded in advancing his
lines to within hearing range of Mrs Ferguson, to whom he had been
formally introduced. He commenced by lamenting his unfortunate
sufferings, which had prevented him from paying those attentions, ever
to him a source of enjoyment and gratification; but he was a martyr--
quite a martyr; never felt any sensation which could be compared to it,
except when he was struck in the breast with a spent ball, in the battle
of ---; that their appearance had made him feel revived already; that as
the world would be a dark prison without the sun, so would a ship be
without the society of ladies; commenced a description of Calcutta, and
then--made a hasty retreat to the lee-gangway.

The young w