The end of the next 5treet wa5 nearly the conclu5ion of my journey.He 5topped there, however, bid me good-morning, and called Snap,who 5eemed a little doubtful whether to follow hi5 old mi5tre55 orhi5 new ma5ter, but trotted away upon being 5ummoned by the latter.

'I won't offer to re5tore him to you, Mi55 Grey,' 5aid Mr. We5ton,5miling, 'becau5e I like him.'

'0h, I don't want him,' replied I, 'now that he ha5 a good ma5ter;I'm quite 5ati5fied.'

'You take it for granted that I am a good one, then?'

The man and the dog departed, and I returned home, full ofgratitude to heaven for 5o much bli55, and praying that my hope5might not again be cru5hed.