I AM fond of passing my vacations (I believe I  one or oties. Next to t some , suc somerives to ering place. Old attacs cling to e of experience. e  ort Brig at Eastbourn a t t doing dreary penance at ings -- and all because e. t  sea-side experiment, and many circumstances combined to make it t agreeable ogether in company.

    Can I forget te en, sun-burnt captain, and ion -- ill excer niceness of team-packet? to ttedst tage, and didst ask no aid of magic fumes, and spells, and boiling cauldrons. itest soodest still ience. tural, not forced, as in a -bed; nor didst t sea-co t fire-god parching up Scamander.

    Can I forget t, yet slender creant responses (yet to tempt) to tions, y ting to to t strange naval implement? `Specially can I forget ting interpreter of to our simplicity, comfortable ambassador bet more convincingly assure to be an adopted denizen of te cap, and -fingered practice in tion, bespoke to ure ofore -- a master cook of Eastc tifarious occupation, cook, mariner, attendant, c once about all parts of t rations -- not to assist tempest, but, as if toucies, to soot untried motion mig ober, and erings, still catering for our comfort, ion, alleviate t of truto say) not very savoury, nor very inviting, little cabin!

    itaments to boot, ed, and y of assertion. , test liar I  ating, ory-tellers (a most painful description of mortals) ime -- ts of your patience -- but one ions upon  stand s  once into ty. I partly believe, ty sure of  many ric many