CHAPTER XVII.
REGRETS.
Though most of those in whom we have taken such deep interest have left the Province far behind, we cannot bear the thought of following them until more fond ties be broken that binds them to our native home.

Ah! were we to consider every fond tie, there could be no hope for separation.

There are ties which bind the heart as lovingly as those of friendship, there are ties which cling while we breath the inspiration of every page within the universal volumes of Heaven's choicest productions--the great book of nature--the teacher and refiner of the soul.

This is the tie which clings to us through the medium of holy thought, inspiring, elevating and cheering.
Among those who most deeply felt the departure of the inmates of Government House, none were more reserved in their demonstrations than Captain Trevelyan, who calmly watched each successive step in the order of preparation with a quiet reserve that to the uninitiated would appear as void of feeling.
But the brave and handsome officer showed not the fathomless depths and feelings of his true heart, which throbbed with a renewed emotion.

With a sense of utter loneliness he lamented the bitter misfortune which had been his attendant since he had left the peaceful home of his fatherland.