vision that remained when its fulfilment came; for Anne died when her son was only a com

mander; and more singular is the fact, that at the time of the dream there was in the English navy no ship called "The Glory;" it was subsequently taken from the French, and when captured bore the name of "La Gloire."

CHAPTER X.

HUGH'S NAVAL CAREER AND LOVE STORY.

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UGH'S career from the time of his en

tering the navy was one in which his conduct, his courage, ability, and intelligence won universal praise: he made friends of his messmates and patrons of his superior officers.

He passed for lieutenant on the 8th June, 1767, in less than ten years after entering the service. Few and short were his visits to his beloved mother; but when he did rejoin her, great, great was the happiness! innumerable the tokens of affection brought from the West Indies for all; Margot and the Ffrenchs came in for their share, and the pretty withdrawing

room bid fair in time to become a perfect museum of curiosities. In his progress towards manhood and success in his profession, Anne found her comfort, and his constant letters in absence were a vast source of pleasure.

Hugh was present at the siege of Pondicherry, at the capture of Manilla and St. Eustatia, and frequently wounded slightly. In 1774 he was Lieutenant on board the Marlborough, seventy-four guns, commanded by Sir Samuel Hood, who showed him much kindness. In 1775 Hugh was acting-commander in a sloop of war; and while lying off Yarmouth in the Isle of Wight he first fell in love. He was at this time about twenty-seven, and hitherto had escaped all attacks of the tender passion. Two circumstances had availed to preserve him from the usual sailor fashion of a "love in every port:" first, the refinement and superiority of his mother had rendered him unusually fastidious; and secondly, he

had been constantly in sea-going ships, and had seldom remained any time in harbour.

The day was Sunday, and Hugh, rowing ashore, attended service in the little church at Yarmouth. He was standing outside when a car drove up, the old-fashioned car, like his mother's, with the door opening in the middle of the back, with seats on either side. It contained a fine-looking old gentleman and a young girl. The former was driving, and Hugh heard him say, "Get down now, Anne!" Immediately Hugh advanced and opened the door, assisting the young lady to alight. She thanked him in a low sweet voice, and the old gentleman also said, "Thankee, sir," and drove off to put up the carriage. Hugh remained with the young girl, who he had already remarked was very handsome, though her large slouching hat and the mass of black curls concealed much of her face.

As she stood waiting for her father's return,

Hugh entered into conversation, asking her if they had driven far, and various other trifling questions; and she in her turn, seeing him in full uniform, asked him if he were in command of the sloop lying in the offing.

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Yes," replied Hugh, “and I wish you would do me the honour of visiting her; she is worth seeing, I assure you, a very neat handy little vessel."

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"I should like it of all things," replied Anne, blushing, "if papa or my brother would take me off."

At this moment the old gentleman returned, and in a kind and frank way he offered his hand to Hugh, who had raised his cap, saying, "Always glad to see sailors, sir. Probably you know our neighbour Captain Andrew Hamond, now afloat."

"O yes, sir!" said Hugh, "I have long had that honour, having met him upon the Leeward Island station."