follows; and, on being questioned, the
young lord, Sir James, stammers that he is
there to fish; that he " adores line-fishing."
The third person is, of course, Sir Edouard
Hogsen, at whom Turner looks daggers and
icicles. He then inquires if Georges has a
good appetite; and, on learning that he has,
and that Sir Edouard has a still better one,
informs them that, in three days, all the
gentlemen will be in a state of starvation; for that a
boat from Holyhead only brings provisions
every eight days,—that, to impress the
Admiralty with his economy, he has the
previous day taken only half the usual
allowance; but that, by excessive frugality, they
may manage to survive until the twenty-
first: that he did not intend that Miss
should suffer in the approaching famine; but
that he would take care she survived to
relate how three gentlemen died of starvation
on the Holyhead light-ship. So saying, Sir
James showed his guests to their cabins,
and then spread breakfast, which seems not
to have consisted of the cocoa, salt pork, and
biscuit, or the cabbages and fresh beef, usually
supplied by Admiralty contracts, but to
have been rather in the style of the comestibles
of Fortnum and Mason, or a Parisian
restaurant. Sir Georges and Edouard counted
each mouthful; but Sir James eat half a pie
and a whole fowl, and drank three bottles of
Bourdeaux Lafitte! After breakfast, the
party ascended the deck, there his honour,
Hogsen, became sea-sick; Georges went to put
his friend to bed, leaving James and Mary
to come to an explanation and confession of
mutual affection. On the same evening, Sir
James put the fatal question to Sir Georges
—Sir Georges declined to accept the Lighthouse
-keeper Baronet, because Sir Edouard
"had superb chases in Cumberland." No
more was said in the following two days. Sir
James devours everything; on the fifth day
the provisions are exhausted. Then follows
a dialogue which ought to be transferred
to the stage. We should like to see Robson,
as Sir James, inform Sir Georges that the
rats had eaten the last crust. Sir Georges
and Sir James are equally obstinate; Sir
Edouard remains sea-sick below; Miss
Mary, at the proper moment, rushes
forward, and throws herself at the feet of her
brother, crying:

"I, too, am hungry! let me marry
James!"

"What! this tiger?" cries Sir Georges.

But, of course, he consents, on one
condition—that they shall all have breakfast
immediately! Sir James skips to the bows, pulls
the trigger of a small carronade—a roar
follows the explosion.

"What's that? " cries Sir Edouard Hogsen,
protruding a cotton night-cap up the gangway.

"It is the salute for my wedding-breakfast,"
replies Sir James Turner.

And so end the French tales of the
English; in a manner that remind one
of Hogarth's caricature of the lean Frenchman
roasting frogs on his dress sword.

TREMENDOUS BORES.

WHEN the Russian commander of Sebastopol
found that he would not be able to
screen his ships from the fire of the enemy
and that the fleets of England and France
would come into the harbour, he sunk the
great fleet of sixty-six ships! The British
sailor sighed as he viewed the tops of the
masts, peeping out of the water, and counted
the loss this act was to himself. What a
rich prize did the harbour of Sebastopol
contain!

After the city had fallen, a company of
divers, under Mr. Deane, was sent out from
Kent. The director of the party was
prepared to send down his men, and furnish a
report of the condition and situation of the
ships; but the guns from the North side
prevented the vessel, which bore the diving
apparatus; and then peace came, and the
sunken ships, that cost millions in their
construction, were left to the Russians. They
have not been raised; though a contract has
been entered into with an American, who is
reported to have shown great skill in recovering
from a depth large sunken ships in other
parts of the world. His vast hydraulic
apparatus and suitable appliances are to be
put in operation very shortly, upon the
arrival of these from the United States. A
newspaper account has conveyed to the
public many particulars of the intended
plans, and of the descent of a diver to view
many of the costly ships. This explorer
found the American raisers had been
anticipated by a more numerous, indeed
innumerable party of joint carpenters and masons,
destroyers. Let us confine our attention for
a while to these operatives, whether working
for themselves alone, or revenging the Turks
for the affair of Sinope.

The boring worms are most destructive
creatures. Like other pests, as man calls
such things, when he suffers individually by
them, they are of great use in the world.
Their mission is well defined. They are of
several sizes, and are generally spoken of as
the Teredo or boring worm. There is a
smaller kind, which is very destructive, the
Limnoria terebrans. In many climes the
rainy season causes floods, which bring
down and lodge at the mouths of the rivers
thousands of trees, which threaten to close
their mouths. This would be the inevitable
result if the tree were left to undergo slow
decay. The Teredo, however, comes to the
aid of man, and renders incalculable services
in boring every tree till it is internally like
a honeycomb, and breaks up and floats away
piecemeal. Thus an entrance is preserved
and an outlet maintained for a country
extending perhaps for hundreds of miles.