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oes astray at times--a phenomenon often observed by sailors off the sea-coast of Bohemia.

It may be permissible to add that the story which follows by no means exhausts the adventures, civil and military, of Harry Revel. But the recital of his further campaigning in company with Mr. Benjamin Jope, and of the verses in which Miss Plinlimmon commemorated it, will depend upon public favour.

A.T. QUILLER-COUCH.

THE HAVEN, FOWEY, March 28th, 1903.

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CONTENTS.

I. I FIND MYSELF A FOUNDLING.

II. I START IN LIFE AS AN EMINENT PERSON.

III. I AM BOUND APPRENTICE.

IV. MISS PLINLIMMON.

V. THE SHADOW OF ARCHIBOLD.

VI. I STUMBLE INTO HORRORS.

VII. I ESCAPE FROM THE JEW'S HOUSE.

VIII. POOR TOM BOWLING.

IX. SALTASH FERRY.

X. I GO ON A HONEYMOON.

XI. FLIGHT.

XII. I FALL AMONG SMUGGLERS.

XIII. THE MAN IN THE VERANDAH.

XIV. THE MOCK-ORANGE BUSH.

XV. MINDEN COTTAGE.

XVI. MR. JACK ROGERS AS A MAN OF AFFAIRS.

XVII. LYDIA BELCHER INTERVENES.

XVIII. THE OWL'S CRY.

XIX. CHECKMATE.

XX. ISABEL'S REVENGE.

XXI. I GO CAMPAIGNING WITH LORD WELLINGTON.

XXII. ON THE GREATER TESSON.

XXIII. IN CIUDAD RODRIGO.

XXIV. I EXCHANGE THE LAUREL FOR THE OLIVE.

CHAPTER I.

I FIND MYSELF A FOUNDLING.

My earliest recollections are of a square courtyard surrounded by high walls and paved with blue and white pebbles in geometrical patterns--circles, parallelograms, and lozenges. Two of these walls were blank, and had been coped with broken bottles; a third, similarly coped, had heavy folding doors of timber, leaden-grey in colour and studded with black bolt-heads. Beside them stood a leaden-grey sentry-box, and in this sat a red-faced man with a wooden leg and a pigtail, whose business was to attend to the wicket and keep an eye on us small boys as we played. He owned two books which he

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