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and he delighted her excessively by his compliments on her beauty, &c. When she was going away, he walked down the lawn with her, and lifted her on to her horse. He told me, after she was gone, that she was a very pretty girl, but had the air of a marchande de modes.

The golden fruit in this modern garden of Hesperides had for its dragon an old Malay slave, named Toby, who had been captured and brought to the island as a slave many years before, and had never since crossed its boundary. He was an original, and rather an interesting character. A perfect despot in his own domain, he never allowed his authority to be disputed; and the family stood almost as much in awe of him, as they did of the master of the Briars himself. Napoleon took a fancy to old Toby, and told papa he wished to purchase him, and give him his freedom; but for some political reason it was not permitted. The old man retained ever