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Rh old ideas and feelings came flooding over her mind, Dick and her children were at the instant forgotten, and placing the cap on lier head, she plunged in.

Dick came home in the evening, and missing his wife, he asked Kathelin, his little girl, what had become of her mother, but she could not tell him. He then inquired of the neighbours, and he learned that she was seen going towards the strand with a strange looking thing like a cocked hat in her hand. He returned to his cabin to search for the cap. It was gone, and the truth row flashed upon him. Year after year did Dick Fitzgerald wait expecting the return of his wife, but he never saw her more. Dick never married again, always thinking that the Merrow would sooner or later return to him, and nothing could ever persuade him but that her father the king kept her below by main force; “For," said Dick, she surely would not of herself give up her husband and her children."

A dangerous companion.-Between the years 1750 and 1760, a Scottish lawyer of eminence made journey to London. At that period such journeys were usually performed on horseback, and the traveller might cither ride post, or, if willing to travel econonically, he bought a horse, and sold him at the end of his journey. The gentleman above alluded to, who was a good judge of horses, as well as an excellent horseman, had chosen the latter mode of travelling, and had sold the horse on which he rode from Scotland as soon as he arrived