Miss Bertram know how your time is engaged, my good friend ?"

"Surely not as yet-Mr Charles recommended it should be concealed from her, lest she should scruple to accept of the small assistance arising from it; but," he added, "it would not be possible to conceal it long, since Mr Charles proposed taking his lessons occasionally in this house."

"O, he does!" said Mac-Morlan: “Yes, yes, I can understand that better.-And pray, Mr Sampson, are these three hours entirely spent in construing and translating?"

"Doubtless, no-we have also colloquial intercourse to sweeten studyneque semper arcum tendit Apollo."

The querist proceeded to elicit from this Galloway Phoebus, what their discourse chiefly turned upon.

Upon our past meetings at Ellangowan-and, truly, I think very often we discourse concerning Miss Lucy-for Mr

Charles Hazlewood, in that particular, resembleth me, Mr Mac-Morlan. When I begin to speak of her I never know when to stop-and, as I say, (jocularly) she cheats us out of half our lessons."

"Oho!" thought Mac-Morlan, "sits the wind in that quarter? I've heard something like this before."

He then began to consider what conduct was safest for his protegée, and even for himself; for the senior Mr Hazlewood was powerful, wealthy, ambitious, and vindictive, and looked for both fortune and title in any connection which his son might form. At length, having the highest opinion of his guest's good sense and penetration, he determined to take an opportunity, when they should happen to be alone, to communicate the matter to her as a simple piece of intelligence. He did so in as natural a manner as he could; -"I wish you joy of your friend Mr Sampson's good fortune, Miss Bertram ;

he has got a pupil who pays him two guineas for twelve lessons of Greek and Latin."

"Indeed! I am equally happy and surprised-who can be so liberal?-is Colonel Mannering returned?"

"No, no, not Colonel Mannering; but what do you think of your acquaintance, Mr Charles Hazlewood?-He talks of taking his lessons here--I wish we may have accommodation for him."

Lucy blushed deeply. "For Heaven's sake, no, Mr Mac-Morlan-do not let that be-Charles Hazlewood has had enough of mischief about that already."

"About the classics, my dear young lady-most young gentleman have so at one period or another, sure enough; but his present studies are voluntary."

Miss Bertram let the conversation drop, and her host made no effort to renew it, as she seemed to pause upon the intelligence in order to form some internal resolution.

The next day she took an opportunity of conversing with Mr Sampson. Expressing in the kindest manner her grateful thanks for his disinterested attachment, and her joy that he had got such a provision, she hinted to him that his present mode of superintending Charles Hazlewood's studies must be inconvenient to his pupil,-that while that engagement lasted, he had better consent to a temporary separation, and reside either with his scholar, or as near him as might be. Sampson refused, as indeed she had expected, to listen a moment to this proposition-he would not quit her to be made preceptor to the Prince of Wales. " But I see," he added, "you are too proud to share my pittance; and, peradventure, I grow wearisome unto you."

"No indeed-you were my father's ancient, almost his only friend-I am not proud-God knows, I have no reason to be so-you shall do what you judge best

in other matters; but oblige me by telling Mr Charles Hazlewood, that you had some conversation with me concerning his studies, and that I was of opinion, that his carrying them on in this house was altogether impracticable, and not to be thought of."

Dominie Sampson left her presence altogether crest-fallen, and as he shut the door, could not help muttering the "varium et mutabile" of Virgil. Next day he appeared with a very rueful visage, and tendered Miss Bertram a letter.-"Mr Hazlewood," he said, "was to discontinue his lessons, though he had generously made up the pecuniary loss-But how will he make up the loss to himself of the knowledge he might have acquired under my instruction? Even in that one article of writing, he was an hour before he could write that brief note, and destroyed many scrolls, four quills, and some good white paper-I would have taught him in three weeks a firm, current, clear, and legible