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ters and money in the saddle-bag, he commended himself to the Divine Protector, and retired to rest.
Before daylight, the sound of Sampson's heavy travelling boots below roused up Edward, and he was soon dressed. Taking his saddle-bags on his arm, he walked softly down stairs, that he might not disturb any of the family; but when he was sitting-room, he perceived that there was a light in it, and on looking in, that Patience was up and dressed. Edward looked surprised, and was about to speak, when Patience said—
"I rose early, Edward, because, when I took leave night, I forgot a little parcel that I wanted to give you went. It will not take much room, and may beguile a weary hour. It is a little book of meditations. Will you accept it, and promise me to read it when you have time?"
"I certainly will, my dear Patience—if I may venture on the expression—read it, and think of you."
"Nay you must read it and think of what it contains," replied Patience.
"I will, then. I shall not need the book to remind me of Patience Heatherstone, I assure you."
"And now, Edward, I do not pretend to surmise the reason of your departure, nor would it be becoming in me to attempt to discover what my father thinks proper to be silent upon; but I must beg you to promise one thing."
"Name it, dear Patience," replied Edward; "my heart is so full at the thought of leaving you, that I feel I can refuse you nothing."
"It is this,—I have a presentiment, I know not why, that you are about to encounter danger. If so, be prudent,—be prudent for the sake of your dear sisters—be prudent for the sake of all your friends who would regret you—promise me that."
"I do promise you, most faithfully, Patience, that I will ever
