Her Jupiter must be good.

But I only hope," added the Cobbler, solemnly, "that they won't go a-discovering any more stars.

The world did a deal better without the new one, and they do talk of a Neptune--as bad as Saturn!" "And this is the last of her!" said Lionel, sadly, putting the book into his breast-pocket.

"Heaven shield her wherever she goes!" VANCE.--"Don't you think Waife and the poor little girl will come back again ?" COBBLER.--"P'raps; I know he was looking hard into the county map at the stationer's over the way; that seems as if he did not mean to go very far.

P'raps he may come back." VANCE.--"Did he take all his goods with him ?" COBBLER.--"Barrin' an old box,--nothing in it, I expect, but theatre rubbish,--play-books, paints, an old wig, and sick like.