The war just over, and a young fellow who has lost so much in it; the gallant nephew of the gallant Ferries; besides his own romantic name, and his eligibility.

I took him off to the National Gallery, to make acquaintance with the portrait of our cavalier ancestor there; and I declare there is a likeness.

Miss Sarah had visited it long ago, it appears.

For my part, I am glad to think that these fashionable young women can still be so enthusiastic about a wounded soldier.

Sarah said they were all wild to dance with him, and ready to shed tears for his lost arm." "And was he much with Sarah ?" John laughed and shrugged his shoulders.