mined for a spree, rowed right against them, as if by accident and instead of apologizing for their rude behaviour, although they saw females in the boat; one of the scholars, a young sprig of nobility: one of those juvenile creatures, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, only to know misery and poverty by name; to threaten and command; to throw people out of window, if it pleased their fancy, and afterwards tell the waiter to charge them in the bill; to wrest off knockers from doors, at the very witching time of night; to ring bells, and alarm the nervous of both sexes in their beds; and other little harmless pranks, the mere effects of boyhood-and matters of no consequence to persons of rank in society. The Etonians looked upon Makemoney as one of the right sort of plainly dressed folks that a lark might be practised upon with impunity, thus addressed him,

"I say, old tradesman, mind where you are driving with your flat-bottomed barge, do you want to upset us children? Attack your match, and don't meddle with us boys!"

"Better language, if you please, young gentlemen," said Makemoney, "such phrases do not become you, I'm sure; after endeavouring to insult us! Eton, I am aware, is distinguished for its scholastic acquirements; but if such rude conduct is a specimen of its good breeding: I shall pronounce it the worst seminary in the kingdom."

"Good breeding, indeed? Ha! ha! ha! A coalheaver like you, talking of what you do not understand. Why you don't know the right end of an oar. What do you call that lump upon your shoulders? But if you are not civil, we'll sprinkle your dusty jackets." Then in a low tone of voice to his companions, said, "let us give it to them." This was the signal for a row-when they began to splash the Pilgrims with water, without any further ceremony-and also putting themselves in fighting attitudes.

This outrageous conduct of the Eton boys so enraged Makemoney, that in his exertions to catch hold of the ringleader, he missed his aim, and fell into the water.

Ha!

This accident produced loud shouts and peals of laughter, during the time Flourish and Turf were rescuing Makemoney from his perilous situation; if not from a watery grave! The Eton scholars singing "Overboard he vent; Chip, chow, cherry chow, fel-de-dol-de-da! How drunk the old chap is; well, he is only mixing his grog; perhaps adding a little water to his heavy whet! It will cool his courage, at all events. ha! ha!" Then dashing their oars into the water-splashing the Pilgrims all over. But to prevent any mischief to themselves, they began to row off with all their strength, and by way of a finish to the spree, said " Good night, old butter-firkin; we wish you better luck another time. Talk of good breeding Odi profanum vulgus!" They were out of sight

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before any redress could be obtained; indeed, the Pilgrims were glad to make for the shore, to quiet the fears of the females, and also to get dry clothes for Makemoney.

When the effects of passion had subsided in the old citizen's breast, and he had procured a dry suit of clothes, he laughed heartily at the adventure over his grog; "it might have been worse," said he, "I have been more frightened than hurt, it is true; and I recollect I was once a boy myself, I'll forget it.”

"Yes, sir," replied Flourish, "it is the enthusiasm and excitement of youth; the dry studies of Horace, Juvenal; and the Elements of Euclid, Ovid, &c., require some relaxation now and then, and these lads must unbend, and have a whiff or two, and a whet,-as they consider themselves great cigars, either on or off the water! which makes them regardless of danger, or the consequences; so that fun and mischief are the result. It is not fifty to one but some of those boys, at a future period, may be gravely sitting, as the judges of the land in the Courts of Law; or gracing the woolsack, as sapient legislators! Boys will be boys-and it would be loss of time to think any more about it." "Fond as I am of the Thames," said Makemoney, "I have had rather too much of water this time; but those who play at bowls, must expect rubs. Ha! ha! ha!"

To prevent your being liable to cold," said Sprightly," from your sudden immersion in the River, I propose that we return to town by the first stage-coach, and the sooner you arrive at home the better, where you can make yourself so much more comfortable." This proposition was acceded to and in the course of a few hours-the ears of the Pilgrims were delighted once more with the sound of Bow bells.

CHAPTER XIII.

The PILGRIMSs interested at a Rowing-match, between " Bill Prizeman's boy, and Coat and Badge Dick.” The spirit of the thing! Times and manners. Civility costs nothing. A dialogue between a coalheaver and an old maid; or, torturing the English language. The dog and the hat; a tiny bit of the marvellous ! A night scene on the banks of the Thames. -VAUXHALL to wit. MAKEMONEY out of humour with the altered appearance of things; or, nothing like by-gone days at the gardens. SPRIGHTLY, vice versa, full of enjoyment with the present period; and FLOURISH exulting, that a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush?" TURF, all happiness, contented with the idea of taking things as you find them. Unexpected meeting with old friends and acquaintances. The hoax; Flourish and Makemoney the victims! Women and wine-a row-the Pilgrims in trouble! an every day sort of thing at places of amusement. won't go home till morning! We won't go home till morning, &c."

Mirth admit me of thy crew?

ཎྞཎྷཱ

THE attention of the PILGRIMS had been occupied for a short time, about a rowing-match, Flourish having backed a young waterman well known on the Thames as Bill Prizeman's boy!' against coat and badge Dick.' They were both crack watermen; and both equally successful as to a variety of matches they had won. The amateurs of rowing were now anxious to ascertain which was the best man? The Thames displayed a great deal of gaiety upon the occasion; several of the different yacht clubs in their sailing boats: the cutter lads, wherries, &c., and both sides of the river lined with barges full of well-dressed persons to witness the contest.

The "boy," was rather the favorite, from the possession of strength, length, and wind; but coat and badge Dick, it was contended knew the River much better than his opponent-he was up to all the windings of it-current, &c., to a T. Sprightly felt a great interest in the match, and supported the opinion of his friend Flourish; and Makemoney was induced on the same account to become one of the party. But the old citizen preferred being safe, rather than trusting himself amongst the harem-scarem sort of fellows which are generally to be met with in boats on the river, on those sort of days, more especially after his late