gentlemen retired, however, they had to take part in a dance in the coach-house, at which old Styles played the fiddle, and the constable called out the figures, while Mr. Pilgrim groaned in the ears of Mrs. Hill over the worldly spirit that was sapping the foundations of spiritual life.  When the drawing-room people left the festive coach-house, the ladies divested themselves of the day’s finery, and the gentlemen retired to the office, where Mr. Errol smoked three pipes and renewed his youth.  Dr. MacPhun told more stories, as did Messrs. Bigglethorpe and Bangs, and at last they all became so happy, that a deputation of the Squire and the minister was sent to produce their new relative Coristine, and make him drink a bumper of champagne to his bride’s health.  As the relatives crossed arms, and, on this improvised chair, carried the bridegroom round the table in triumph, the Captain roared:  “Pour it down his scuppers, boys, for he’s the A1 clipper; and that sly dog thought he’d have the old man’s niece, with no more fun in his calf’s hide than a basswood figure head!”

Next morning early, Messrs. Errol and Douglas appeared to claim their brides at the Dale, and found them packed, and ready to start after breakfast.  Mrs. Thomas was left mistress of the house, with directions to hand it over to Sylvanus and Mrs. S. Pilgrim when she wished to return home.  Timotheus and Mrs. T. Pilgrim were told to go and take possession of Tillycot, and put in a winter of judicious clearing.  Good bye was said all round.  Coristine was lifted into the second seat, between Mrs. Carruthers and his new made wife, who looked her loveliest.  Mrs. and Mr. Errol sat by the Squire, and Mr. Bigglethorpe intruded himself as far as the bridge on Mr. and Mrs. Douglas.  Ben Toner, tired of being haughtily glared at by Mrs. Rigby, offered to drive the trunks in a separate vehicle, but, to the great delight of the junior Pilgrims, the Captain ordered Saul to perform that duty.  Nevertheless, Ben accompanied Saul part of the way, and got off with Mr. Bigglethorpe.  The patient was tired when Collingwood was reached, but recovered in the parlour car and arrived in Toronto in good condition, and able to introduce his bride to Mrs. Marsh.  Mr. Douglas and he got together their portable effects, and Mrs. Douglas increased her travelling impedimenta.  The party then left in time to see the glorious fall scenery of the Hudson in the morning, and reached New York in abundance of leisure.  Coristine’s imperious wife insisted that he should begin at once to spend her fortune, saying that was the only reason for her marrying him; but the invalid, otherwise so biddable, was very firm on this point, and represented that his bank account was far from exhausted.  They were hardly on the steamer, when Mrs. Carruthers ran forward and fell into an old man’s arms.  It was Mr. Terry, who had bidden them an affectionate farewell at Bridesdale, and had then taken the stage in their wake to give