since been on my adventures in search of my
master."

"Not master, Timothy, say rather of your friend."

"Well, of both if you please, Japhet; and very pretty adventures I have
had, I assure you, and some very hair-breadth escapes."

"I think, when we compare notes, mine will be found most eventful,
Timothy; but we can talk of them, and compare notes another time.
At present, whom do you think I am residing with?"

"A Quaker, I presume."

"You have guessed right so far: but who do you think that Quaker is?"

"There I'm at fault."

"Mr Cophagas."

At this intelligence Timothy gave a leap in the air, turned round on his
heel, and tumbled on the grass in a fit of immoderate laughter.

"Cophagus!--a Quaker!" cried he at last. "Oh! I long to see him. Snuffle,
snuffle--broad brims--wide skirts--and so on. Capital!"

"It is very true, Timothy, but you must not mock at the persuasion."

"I did not intend it, Japhet, but there is something to me so ridiculous
in the idea. But," continued Timothy, "is it not still stranger, that,
after having separated so many years, we should all meet again--and that
I should find Mr Cophagus--an apothecary's shop--you dispensing
medicines--and I--as I hope to be--carrying them about as I did before.
Well, I will row in the same boat, and I will be a Quaker as well as you
both."

"Well, we will now return, and I will take you to Mr Cophagus, who will,
I am sure, be glad to see you."

"First, Japhet, let me have some Quaker's clothes--I should prefer it."

"You shall have a suit of mine, Timothy, since you wish it; but recollect
it is not at all necessary, nor indeed will it be permitted that you
enter into the sect without preparatory examination as to your fitness
for admission."

I then went to the shop, and sending out the assistant, walked home and
took out a worn suit of clothes, with which I hastened to Timothy. He put
them on in the shop, and then walking behind the counter, said, "This is
my place, and here I shall remain as long as you do."

"I hope so, Timothy; as for the one who is with me at present, I can
easily procure him other employment, and he will not be sorry to go, for
he is a married man, and does not like the confinement."

"I have some money," said Timothy, taking out of his old clothes a dirty
rag, and producing nearly twenty pounds. "I am well off, you see."

"You are, indeed," replied I.

"Yes, there is nothing like being a sailor with one leg, s