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to excuse the superstition of the natives, that the fairies of the mountain ride in the blast, these formed the prominent characteristics of the scene which lay before him.

Now and then as he advanced on his route, a travelling tinker touched his hat to him, and a fish-jolter, from the western coast, nodded a courteous "Dieu ith," as he passed, in his complete suit of sky-blue frieze, whistling to his mule; while, with downcast, meditative look, the patient, passionless animal plodded on, stooping under the weight of two large cleaves of fish, intended for the next market. Often, too, the eye of the young collegian found matter more interesting in the laughing, round, red cheeks, snow-white teeth, and roguish blue eyes of the country girls, who hurried past him with a drop curtsy, and a half modest, half cunning glance, shot from under the eye-lash, with an expression which seemed to say, "there be coquets out of Dublin." All traces of cultivation had not yet disappeared-the hardy potato, in all its varieties of cup, white-eye, English red, kidney, London lady, black bull, rattle, early American, apple, white potato, &c. &c.

&c., diversified the ungrateful plain, with several plots or gardens of variegated bloom, and filled the air with sweetness. The young gentleman's pair of velocipedes, however, were so vigorous in the execution of the trust confided to them, as to quickly place him beyond the influence of these outskirts of cultivation; and, after an hour's walking, he found himself far beyond the sight or sign of human habitation, a good hazel stick in his hand, and a Murphy's Lucian in his coat-pocket. He had received and noted down in his memory with great exactness the various landmarks by which his course was to be directed, and he felt too unbounded a confidence in his own powers of discrimination, to doubt his being able to recognise them when they should occur. But those who have been similarly circumstanced will easily acknowledge the probability of a miscalculation in this respect. It is even as in the great world -however minute or provident may be the code of instructions with which the young adventurer is furnished at his outset, he quickly finds the number of novel contingencies which thrust themselves upon him, too extensive for any se

cond-hand experience to secure him against all necessity for exercising his own natural judg


It was not, however, until he had been journeying for some hours, that Aylmer began to think at all of the possibility of mistaking his route. His mind was occupied with meditations of a far more agreeable nature,-the expectation of speedily revisiting scenes so dear to him, from the recollection of the merry hours he had passed among them, and from their association in his mind with the few friends of his childhood. His benefactor he had seldom seen, for Mr. Fitzmaurice was a silent, solitary, musing man, who loved little company of any kind, after the loss of his friend, and who was not anxious to conceal that a certain natural weakness of temper rendered the sight of the little orphan at no time pleasing to him. Miss Fitzmaurice, however, entertained a very different feeling on this subject; and the childish affection which had swiftly developed itself on both sides, was quite strong enough to supply the want of natural or instinctive fondness. The time that had elapsed since Aylmer's separation from her, had

not abated any of the regard which he always cherished towards his fair friend, and he contemplated their approaching meeting with a glee which originated a great deal in real kindness, and not a little in that curiosity which is so frequently mistaken for affection by those who feel it. He had shaped out, with his mind's eye, a thousand full length portraits of the now womanly Kate Fitzmaurice, from the dusky evening air, and had completed one very much to his satisfaction, when a sudden salutation in a strange voice startled him from his reverie. He looked round him, and perceived now, for the first time, that the night was rapidly closing in. The appearance of the heavens had changed since he had last observed them. Clusters of broken vapour were now hurrying past in swift succession, and there was a bleakness in the air which seemed to portend an approaching change of weather. Turning to ascertain from whom, or whence, the voice proceeded, he beheld a man seated on the heath, his back supported against an in-sloping crag, a grey frieze coat thrown loosely about his person, a pai of brogues, well studded with pavers (large-headed

nails, used for the strong shoes of the peasantry in Ireland), and an auburn-coloured felt hat, pressed down upon his brows. There was, nevertheless, something of finery in his address, which seemed inconsistent with this coarseness of appearance.

"A question from a stranger is hardly sinful in such a place as this," he proceeded, after Aylmer had acknowledged his courtesy, " particularly as a man has his own choice about answering it. Do you mean to journey much farther to-night, sir?”

"I hope to reach Bally-Aylmer before the night has become much darker."

The stranger shifted his position, and was silent for a few minutes. 66 Bally-Aylmer?" he exclaimed at last, "you are the young master, then?"

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My name is Aylmer."

Bally-Aylmer! Um. It is seven long miles from you now, if you took the nearest way that is, and that is not possible for any one to do that knows so little of the mountain-roads or tracks as you do. I was going in the same direction myself, but seeing the night about to

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