oung clergyman, who was the Rev. Ebenezer, saluted her.

Mess Lethierry regarded Monsieur Ebenezer Caudray, and muttered, "A bad
sailor."

Grace placed chairs. The two visitors seated themselves near the table.

Doctor Herode commenced a discourse. It had reached his ears that a
serious misfortune had befallen his host. The Durande had been lost. He
came as Lethierry's pastor to offer condolence and advice. This
shipwreck was unfortunate, and yet not without compensations. Let us
examine our own hearts. Are we not puffed up with prosperity? The waters
of felicity are dangerous. Troubles must be submitted to cheerfully. The
ways of Providence are mysterious. Mess Lethierry was ruined, perhaps.
But riches were a danger. You may have false friends; poverty will
disperse them, and leave you alone. The Durande was reported to have
brought a revenue of one thousand pounds sterling per annum. It was more
than enough for the wise. Let us fly from temptations; put not our faith
in gold; bow the head to losses and neglect. Isolation is full of good
fruits. It was in solitude that Ajah discovered the warm springs while
leading the asses of his father Zibeon. Let us not rebel against the
inscrutable decrees of Providence. The holy man Job, after his misery,
had put faith in riches. Who can say that the loss of the Durande may
not have its advantages even of a temporal kind. He, for instance,
Doctor Jaquemin Herode had invested some money in an excellent
enterprise, now in progress at Sheffield. If Mess Lethierry, with the
wealth which might still remain to him, should choose to embark in the
same affair, he might transfer his capital to that town. It was an
extensive manufactory of arms for the supply of the Czar, now engaged in
repressing insurrection in Poland. There was a good prospect of
obtaining three hundred per cent. profit.

The word Czar appeared to awaken Lethierry. He interrupted Dr. Herode.

"I want nothing to do with the Czar."

The Reverend Jaquemin Herode replied:

"Mess Lethierry, princes are recognised by God. It is written, 'Render
unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's.' The Czar is Caesar."

Lethierry partly relapsed into his dream and muttered:

"Caesar? who is Caesar? I don't know."

The Rev. Jaquemin Herode continued his exhortations. He did not press
the question of Sheffield.

To contemn a Caesar was republicanism. He could understand a man being a
republican. In that case he could turn his