mean?" At this instant a note was

brought to our hero, which opening, he read as follows:

"I am just able to inform you, that the Surgeon this morning pronounces me out of danger; but, as writing somewhat pains me, I can only say, that I owe my life to you. Your most grateful

Hamilton having shewed Mortimer this letter, he informed him of the circumstances, which it seems were as follow:

Being now the end of October, and the evenings soon closing in, night overtaking him, first reminded him of the expediency of returning; finding, however, that he was not far from Shoreham-bridge, where there was a