I AM fond of passing my vacations (I believe I    one or oties. o t some , suerives t place. Old attacs g to e of experience. e    ort Brig at Eastbourn a t t doing dreary pe ings -- and all because e. t    sea-side experiment, and many circumstances bio make it t agreeable ogether in pany.

        I fet te en, sun-burnt captain, and ion -- ill exiess of team-packet? to ttedst tage, and didst ask no aid of magic fumes, and spells, and boiling cauldrons. itest soodest still ieural, not forced, as in a -bed; nor didst t sea-co t fire-god parg up Sder.

        I fet t, yet slender t responses (yet to tempt) to tions, y ting to to t strange naval implement? `Specially    I fet ting interpreter of to our simplicity, fortable ambassador bet more vingly assure to be an adopted denizen of te cap, and -fingered practi tion, bespoke to ure ofore -- a master cook of Eastc tifarious occupation, ariner, attendant, ce about all parts of t rations -- not to assist tempest, but, as if toucies, to soot untried motion mig ober, and erings, still catering for our fort, ion, alleviate t of truto say) not very savoury, nor very inviting, little !

        itaments to boot, ed, and y of assertion. , test liar I    ating, ory-tellers (a most painful description of mortals) ime -- ts of your patience -- but one ions upon    stand s    oo ty. I partly believe, ty sure of    many riy    t time toe packet~ e    of as unseasoned Londoners (let our enemies give it a ling-street, at t time of day could    be an exception or t I s to make any invidious distins among suust o t felloold us , I flatter myself t of us     us, and time and place disposed us to tion of any prodigious marvel ime erated from t    dull, as ten, and to be read on ss and fortuo a Persian prince, and at one bloer. I fet urn in tics of t court, bining , ting Persia; but y of a magi ransported o England, ory of a Princess -- Elizabetrusted to raordinary casket of jeraordinary occasion -- but as I am not certain of ta tance of time, I must leave it to ters of England to settle te. I ot call to mind     I perfectly remember, t in travels    t one of t species at a time, assuring us t t unon in some parts of Upper Egypt. o    implicit listeners. ransported us beyond t;ignorant present." But o affirm t ually sailed t R really became necessary to make a stand. And    do justice to trepidity of one of our party, a yout o been one of    deferential auditors, o assure tleman, t t be some mistake, as "tion royed long since:" to    "ttle damaged." tion     did not at all seem to stagger o sill more placy t reme dour of t cession. itill ing out to us, was sidered by us as no ordinary seaman.

        All time sat upon te a different cer. It ly very poor, very infirm, and very patient.    noc , and t to    o    stories.    not of us.    stirring aores -- our eat and our salads -- o    none. Only a solitary biscuit imes obliged to prolong tance o court nor dee,    ate, ted into to en all over    ;; t, and some mournful passages,    siging -of-door adveo me -- t    up in populous cities for many mont upon my mind t try o chew upon.

        ill it be t a digression (it may spare some uno at for tisfa    on t t of t time? I to ty of actual objects for satisfying our preceptions of to tio, a mountain, for t time in tle mortified. t fill up t space, ake up in    till a correspondency to    notion, and in time groo it, so as to produce a very similar impression: enlarging ty. But tment. -- Is it not, t in tter o be, but, I am afraid, by tion unavoidably) not a definite object, as ts, or t mountain passable by t all t oE ANtAGONISt OF t say ell ourselves so muc to be satisfied een (as I t from description. o it for t time -- all t    all    t entic part of life, -- all ives of ing straributes from expectation. --    deep, and of to it; of its t tis it y Plata, or Orellana, into its bosom,    disturbance, or sense of augmentation; of Biscay she mariner

        For many a day, and many a dreadful night,

        Incessant lab round tormy Cape;

        of fatal rocks, and t;still-vexed Bermoot; of great ; of sunken sreasures s dept monsters, to errible oh --

        Be but as buggs thal,

        pared ures in tral;

        of naked savages, and Juan Fernandez; of pearls, and sed isles; of mermaids grots --

        I do not assert t in sober ear s to be s once, but yranny of a migy,    opens first upon ame oo most likely) from our unromantic coast -- a speck, a slip of sea-er, as it so     it prove but a very unsatisfying and even diminutive eai? Or if o it from t muc of sig    a flat ery    o t oer-curtaining sky, , seen daily    dread or amazement ? -- ances,    beeed to exclaim he poem of Gebir,

        Is ty o I -- is this all?

        I love tory; but testable que Port is s, ting out tarved foliage from bety innutritious rocks; ;verdure to t; I require unted coppices. I cry out for ter-brooks, and pant for fresreams, and inland murmurs. I ot stand all day on tg like t. I am tired of looking out at tire into terior of my cage.    to be on it, over it, across it. It binds me in s are abroad. I s so feel in Staffords ings. It is a place of fugitive resort, an erogeneous assemblage of sea-meock-brokers, Amprites of to coquet     s primitive s it ougo    fisling fiss scattered about, artless as its cliffs, and erials filc o do assort ter occupation    t tra I never greatly cared about. I could go out s, or about tensible business, isfa. I    even tolerate tims to monotony, o c trymen -- toling to tlasses (tive service, keep up a legitimated civil o sestation of run    it is tants from to e o say t t be supposed to    are my aversion. I feel like a foolistle toleration for myself     t rue relis all tts in t?    mean ty book-rooms -- marine libraries as title t;to read strater in ?" -rooms, if t to do, to listen to tention. t is to spoil ture of tly, as I ockbrokers; but I cter sort of t citizen (of tamp), in ty of , sers, to taste te of t is easy to see it in tenance. A day or t t, in a poor ion slas: to discover t cockles produo pearls, and terpret for tty creatures (I kno to fess it tomed twiham meadows!

        I s, s icated abines of teous questionings ure, on to return t, and e up to see -- London. I must imagiackle on toion    cause in Lot ve laug e among

        ters of Creet.

        I am sure t no tos,    feel true and natural nouris at ture, ay at    foam seems to nouris ured as by ters of my natural river. I hamesis.
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