Frank then gave a brief but clear account of their voyage from Boston to Gibraltar, Marseilles, and Smyrna, and from thence homeward,

the gale, the loss of the vessel, the death of Captain Wye, and his being left with Brandon at Fayal without any means of returning home. As Frank concluded his story, he said, "I must hasten to my friend, for he will be alarmed at my long absence."

"And I will go with you," said the stranger. "Monsieur Fourcher, you must wait a while before you can buy this watch for twenty dollars, which must have cost two hundred."

"And so the captain left you unprovided for? That was just like John Bull," continued he, as they walked along.

"Excuse me, Sir, you are mistaken. He was kind to us. He gave me the clothes I have on, and a suit to each of my companions in misfortune."

"And left you to find a passage home as you could. And where are you going to stay in the mean time?

"I do not know, Sir, but I have already met with so much kindness that I trust Providence will open the way for our speedy return home.

I am sorry to say that we met with rudeness and unkindness from the only one from whom we could reasonably have expected different treatour own countryman who resides here."

ment,

"One Mr. Mudge?"

"I do not know his name."

"As mean a scoundrel as ever disgraced any country is that same Mudge, for I have no doubt he was the man. He set up a little huckster's shop here some years since, and has scraped together a few thousands by all manner of cheating and roguery, rum-selling and so forth."

"I am sorry my country should be so badly represented here," replied Frank, with an expression of face that denoted extreme mortification.

"O, every country. has its rogues. The Frenchman is one, for instance, who would have taken your watch for one tenth of its true value. Will you have the kindness to tell me how you happened to be a sailor,- for that you were destined for some other employment I am certain."

Frank then related his loss of health; his father's profession; his advice with regard to going to sea; and his recovery in consequence. The stranger had already heard his account of the

gale and wreck. He listened with much interest, questioning Frank closely, and at the same time politely.

It was some time before they reached the place where Brandon was left; when they did so, he was not there. Frank, much alarmed, raised the huge old-fashioned knocker, and gave a thundering rap. Mr. Mudge himself appeared, and, seeing only Frank, said, in a very harsh tone, "What! one of those young scoundrels again. Begone, you scamp, and do n't darken my door again."

The stranger stepped forward. Though he did not understand English, the threatening tone was not to be misunderstood. The moment Mr. Mudge perceived him, he bowed in the most obsequious manner, and said, in Portuguese, "I am most happy to see you, Don Francesco Rebeiro; most happy to see you. Do me the honor to walk in."

"Much obliged to you, Mr. Mudge; I only came with this young gentleman in search of his companion," coolly replied Don Francesco.

Brandon, exhausted by weakness and fatigue, had fallen asleep upon the neighbouring door-step. The noise awakened him and he came forward.

"The friend of whom I spoke,- Joseph Brandon," said Frank.

"Your fellow-countrymen, Mr. Mudge," said the Don.

"I do n't believe a word of it; they are runaway English sailors. The very clothes they have on are English,” replied Mr. Mudge.

This only confirmed what Frank had said of their being the gift of the English captain.

"Good evening, Mr. Mudge," said the gentleman. แ "Come, my lads, we will see where we can find a comfortable place for you to lodge, and to-morrow find out what further can be done for you."

Not far distant was a Portuguese inn, where he left them for the night.

Joe made wry mouths at the accommodations, which were neither the neatest nor most luxurious possible. Frank said their new friend was truly a good Samaritan; and a hearty supper and good night's repose brought Joe to the same opinion.

CHAPTER XV.

REMEMBERED KINDNESS.

ACCORDING to promise, the Don appeared early the next morning.

Refreshing sleep and a careful morning toilet had wonderfully improved the appearance of both the boys.

"I related your story to my wife," said the Don to Frank, "and she is very anxious to see you. She has been in the United States, and can talk with you about your country."

The exterior of the house of Don Francesco was plain, but the interior was tastefully and richly furnished.

They passed through several large splendidly furnished apartments to a smaller room, in which was a lady, with easy, lively manners, and a very pleasing countenance. She received them