efore now speak of them, though, as
your grace at present sits on the upper end of the seesaw, you may look
back on those days without annoyance."

"As you will," said the duke; "but you have not given me your name, and
I should wish to recollect one who has rendered me so essential a
service."

"Wenlock Christison,--an old soldier, an it please your grace," said the
captain, introducing his son at the same time.

"Ah! ah! now I recollect you well, Captain Christison," answered the
duke, "and truly I bear you no grudge because you sided with those I
considered my foes; but let bygones be bygones, and I shall be very glad
to see you again."

Saying this, with the help of his attendants, the duke entered his
carriage, shaking hands very warmly with Wenlock. "I owe you a heavy
debt, young gentleman," he said, "and one I shall at all times be glad
to repay, and yet consider that I have not paid you sufficiently."

"A fortunate meeting," said Captain Christison to his son, as they
walked on together. "The Duke of Ormonde is a powerful nobleman, and a
truly upright and honest gentleman at the same time. What he promises
he will fulfil. It is more than can be said of most of those in King
Charles's court. Take my advice, Wenlock. Do not let this opportunity
of gaining a good position in the world pass by. I do not suppose that
he will offer me anything, but if he does, I shall be inclined to accept
it. You see, Wenlock, our finances are far from being in a flourishing
condition. I cannot turn to trade like my friend Mead, as I have no
knowledge of it. In truth, as our family have always followed the
calling of arms, or one of the liberal professions, I am not much
disposed to yield to my worthy friend's arguments, and sheathe my sword
for ever. I cannot understand why people should not be soldiers, and at
the same time honest men and Christians."

"I will have a talk with Mistress Mary Mead on the subject," answered
Wenlock, "when next we meet. At the same time I desire to follow your
wishes, father."

"I rather suspect that Mistress Mary's bright eyes will weigh somewhat
in the balance with her arguments, Master Wenlock," said his father,
with a laugh. "However, we will pay our visit to the duke, and if he
throws fortune in our way, I see not why we should refuse to clutch it."

The next morning was bright and dry. The captain and his son set off to
pay their intended visit to the Duke of Ormonde. Wenl