he best of his way to Orchard Wyndham, Sir William's seat; and
luckily met with him, Lord Bolingbroke, and several other gentlemen and
clergy, with some commanders of vessels, walking in the park. Mr. Carew
approached Sir William with a great deal of seeming fearfulness and
respect; and with much modesty acquainted him he was a Silverton man,
(which parish chiefly belonged to Sir William,) and that he was the son
of one of his tenants, named Moore; that he had been at Newfoundland, and
in his passage homeward, the vessel was run down by a French ship in a
fog, and only he and two more saved; and, being put on board an Irish
vessel, he was carried into Ireland, and from thence landed at Watchet.
Sir William, hearing this, asked him a great many questions concerning
the inhabitants of Silverton, who were most of them his own tenants, and
of the principal gentlemen in the neighbourhood, all of whom Mr. Carew
was perfectly well acquainted with, and therefore gave satisfactory
answers. Sir William at last asked him if he knew Bickley, (which is but
a small distance from Silverton,) and if he knew the parson there. Mr.
Carew replied he knew him very well, and indeed so he might, as it was no
other than his own father. Sir William then inquired what family he had,
and whether he had not a son called Bampfylde, and what was become of
him. Your honour, replied he, means the mumper and dog-stealer: I don't
know what has become of him, but it is a wonder he is not hanged by this
time. No, I hope not, replied Sir William; I should be very glad, for
his family's sake, to see him at my house. Having satisfactorily
answered many other questions, Sir William, generously relieved him with
a guinea, and Lord Bolingbroke followed his example; the other gentlemen
and clergy contributed according to their different ranks, which they
were the more inclined to do, as the captains found he could give a very
exact account of all the settlements, harbours, and most noted
inhabitants of Newfoundland. Sir William then ordered him to go to his
house, and tell the butler to see him well entertained, which he
accordingly did; and he set himself down with great content and
satisfaction; but our enjoyments are often so suddenly dashed, that it
has become a proverb, "that many things happen between the cup and the
lip," and Mr. Carew found it so; for, while he was in the midst of his
regale, he saw enter, not the ghost of bloody Banquo to take his