The Disowned, Volume 1.

name,

me, you s

e-is-nay, I must

young gentleman, for whom we trust very soon, both for our own c

y and interest to serve our hero as some mental occupation until his return. The bonny landlady came up in a new cap, with blue ribbons, in the course of the evening, to pay a visit of inquir

pe, with a courtesy, "I trus

said the gallant youth,

uoth the

ddenly darted across the mind of the hostess. Strong as are the pr

ng' was full of shocking accounts of swindlers and cheats; and I gave nine pounds odd shillings for th

Mrs. Taptape, looking

ame he should put down in his book for the med

the youth, eleva

on, sir, the

so pretty as-dear me, what a beautiful cap

, as I was saying, what name shall I tell Mr. Bossolton to put in

ll, Bossolton is certainly the most singular name I ever heard; he d

t sharply; "but it is your name, not hi

order to answer a query which most men find requires very little deliber

aughter, who was listening at the keyhole; "bu

would send up my boxes; and ge

he landlady, and s

e, and so novel a one too!-Clarence Linden,-why, if I were that pretty girl at the ba

ther name would

me was Jeremiah Bossolton, for instance, it would not, to my

serve; and the sympathy of taste between him and the sufferer gave rise to a conversation less cold and commonplace than it might otherwise have been. And when Mordaunt, after a stay of some length, rose to depart, he pressed Linden to return his visit before he left that part o