able; and Mrs. Vuist Slaagen declared, that the Captain was just like herself. Every one smiled at this expression, and Huyp thought his aunt was, for once, mistaken in her opinion..

CHAPTER XXXVIII.

Look who comes here, Sir, his love-fit's upon him:
I know it by that set smile and those congees.
How courteous he's to nothing, which indeed
Is the next kin to woman, (only shadow's

The elder sister of the twain,) because 'tis seen, too,
See how it kisses the fore-finger still!

Beaumont & Fletcher...

AT length the day arrived, which was destined to unite Huyp to the beloved of his heart. It was one of those fine and lovely autumn mornings, which give a lightness to the soul, and add a charm even to happiness. The tower was in a bustle with the preparations

for the festivities-the merry bells rang a loud and joyous peal, and several young women, who dwelt in the vicinity of the mansion, were already arrived, laden with light wicker baskets filled with the choicest flowers, which it was their province to strew in the path of the bride. Huyp was gay and smiling, and shook hands, indiscriminately, with all those who wished to do him honer, by attending the celebration of his nuptials.

Huyp, though when Aaltje first came to reside at the Tower, had been universally considered an idle mischievous youth, had gradually gained on the affections of those who had at first been inclined to be his enemies. His good qualities had insensibly expanded and now they considered him to be a worthy and most amiable young man. Nor were they wrong in their opinion. Huyp's power was very limited, but as

far as he could, he endeavoured to act well, and when a young man strives to gain the affections of the world by fair and honest means, he seldom fails to obtain the end he has in view.

The bridal of the young and amiable pair, was an event, which having been bruited about by the volubility of Katryn, excited considerable attention. The village church which raised its white and tapering spire at a short distance from Dordrecht Tower, was crowded with villagers of all ages. Women and children who had ranged themselves along the aisles to witness the ceremony. All was expectationfor so much had been said of the splendour of the preparations that every one was anxious to behold them, The Princess too was to be present, and as she, contrary to the practice of modern continental quality, had lived so reserved and secluded from society,

the

knowledge of her being one of the bridal party created a sensation not far distant from surprize.

The hour at length arrived.. The cavalcade of carriages were observed to proceed from. the Tower, preceded by a group of young women arrayed in garments of snowy whiteness, their brows bound with garlands of roses entwined with myrtle, scattering flowers in the path of the bride and bridegroom, who filled the first carriage, accompanied by the Princess and Captain Hawkins. Next came that of the Burgomaster occupied by his own relatives, and then the cabriolet of Mynheer Kikvorsch with a party of invited guests. A numerous concourse of pedestrians, decorated with bridal favors, closed the procession, which soon arrived at the door of the church. The veil which was drawn over the face of Clara did not prevent the bright and