out of the house his own son; for the squire was no other
than Mr Austin. Little did the inconsolable Mrs Austin fancy that her
dear, lamented boy was at that moment under the same roof with her, and
been driven out of it by her menials; but such was the case. So Joey
and Mary quitted the hall, and bent their way back to the village inn.

"Well, Mary," said Joey, "I am very glad that you have found a
situation."

"And so I am very thankful, indeed, Joey," replied she; "and only hope
that you will be able to get one somewhere about here also, and then we
may occasionally see something of one another."

"No, Mary," replied Joey, "I shall not look for a situation about here;
the only reason I had for wishing it was that I might see you; but that
will be impossible now."

"Why so?"

"Do you think that I will ever put my foot into that house again, after
the manner I was treated to-day? Never."

"I was afraid so," replied Mary, mournfully.

"No, Mary, I am happy that you are provided for; for I can seek my own
fortune, and I will write to you, and let you know what I do; and you
will write to me, Mary, won't you?"

"It will be the greatest pleasure that will be left to me, Joey; for I
love you as dearly as it you were my own brother."

The next day our hero and Mary parted, with many tears on her side, and
much sorrow on his. Joey refused to take more of the money than what he
had in his possession, but promised; in case of need, to apply to Mary,
who said that she would hoard up everything for him; and she kept her
word. Joey, having escorted Mary to the hall lodge, remained at the inn
till the next morning, and then set off once more on his travels.

Our hero started at break of day, and had walked, by a western road,
from Manstone, about six miles, when he met two men coming towards him.
They were most miserably clad--neither of them had shoes or stockings;
one had only a waistcoat and a pair of trousers, with a sack on his
back; the other had a pair of blue trousers torn to ribbons, a Guernsey
frock, and a tarpaulin hat. They appeared what they represented
themselves to be, when they demanded charity, two wrecked seamen, who
were travelling to a northern port to obtain employment; but had these
fellows been questioned by a sailor, he would soon have discovered, by
their total ignorance of anything nautical, that they were impostors.
Perhaps there is no plan more successful than this, which is now carrie