Part 22

A correspondent has favoured us with the sequel of the disappearance of the pupil of Dr. G., who vanished from North Shields, in charge of certain potions he was entrusted with, very early one morning, to convey to a patient:—“Dr. G.’s son married my sister, and the young man who disappeared was a pupil in the house. When he went out with the medicine, he was hardly dressed, having merely thrown on some clothes; and he went in slippers—which incidents induced the belief that he was made away with. After some months his family put on mourning; and the G.’s (_very_ timid people) were so sure that he was murdered, that they wrote verses to his memory, and became sadly worn by terror. But, after a long time (I fancy, but am not sure, about a year and a half), came a letter from the young man, who was doing well in America. His explanation was, that a vessel was lying at the wharf about to sail in the morning, and the youth, who had long meditated evasion, thought it a good opportunity, and stepped on board, after leaving the medicine at the proper door. I spent some weeks at Dr. G.’s after the occurrence; and very doleful we used to be about it. But the next time I went they were, naturally, very angry with the inconsiderate young man.”

London: Printed by SMITH, ELDER & Co., 15½, Old Bailey, E.C.

FOOTNOTES

1. Wir pflügen und wir streuen Den Saamen auf das Land; Das Wachsen und Gedeihen Steht in des höchsten Hand. Er sendet Thau und Regen, Und Sonn und Mondesschein; Von Ihm kommt aller Segen, Von unserm Gott allein: Alle gute Gabe kommt her Von Gott dem Herrn, Drum dankt und hofft auf Ihn.

TRANSCRIBER’S NOTE

Contemporary spellings have been retained even when inconsistent. A small number of obvious typographical errors have been corrected, and missing punctuation has been silently added.

The following additional changes have been made:

re-inter the inn re-enter the inn

borne at Altenahr born at Altenahr

hofft auf Ihm hofft auf Ihn

Libbie fell very shy Libbie felt very shy

shut the door in shut the door in Mr. Jenkins’s face Mrs. Jenkins’s face

his eyes was open his eyes were open

count-out and throwing counting out and throwing down her money down her money

altered breathings altered breathing