ed his better half.

"I have had tea, ma'am," said Winthrop.

"Have you found any place?"

"Or the place found me."

"You have got one! -- Where is it?"

"In Beaver St. -- the place where my brother used to be."

"What's the name?" said Mr. Forriner.

"Inchbald."

"What is he?" asked Mrs. Forriner.

"An Englishman -- a miniature painter by profession."

"I wonder if he makes his living at that?" said Mrs. Forriner.

"What do you have to pay?" said her husband.

"A fair rent, sir. And now I will pay my thanks for storage
and take away my trunk."

"To-night?" said Mr. Forriner.

"Well, cousin, we shall be glad to see you sometimes," said
Mrs. Forriner.

"At what times, ma'am?" said Winthrop.

He spoke with a straightforward simplicity which a little
daunted her.

"O," she said colouring, "come when you have an hour to spare
-- any time when you have nothing better to do."

"I will come then," he said smiling.

CHAPTER XVII.

Now he weighs time,
Even to the utmost grain.
KING HENRY V.

"Mannahatta, Dec. -- 1813.

"My dear friends at home,

"I am as well and as happy as I can be anywhere away from you.
That to be sure is but a modicum of happiness and good
condition -- very far from the full perfection which I have
known is possible; but you will all be contented, will you
not, to hear that I have so much, and _that I have no more?_ I
don't know -- I think of your dear circle at home -- and though
I cannot wish the heaven over your heads to be a whit less
bright, I cannot help wishing that you may miss one
constellation. You can't have any more than that from poor
human nature -- selfish in the midst of its best generosity.
And yet, mother and Winifred, your faces rise up to shame me;
and I must correct my speech and say _man's_ nature; I do
believe that some at least of your side of the world are made
of better stuff than mine.

"'All are not such.'

"But you want to hear of me rather than of yourselves, and I
come back to where I began.

"I went to see Mr. De Wort the day after I reached here. I
like him very well. He received me politely, and very
handsomely waived the customary fee ($250) and admitted me to
the privileges of his office upon working terms. So I am
working now, for him and for myself, as diligently as I ever
worked in my life -- in a fair way to be a lawyer, Winnie. By
day engrossing deeds and copying long-winded papers, about the
quarrels and wrongs of