ng to fury the crested waves that beat against the giant rocks, which, standing sentinel-like on the shore, seemed to frown defiantly on them; or laving, far and wide, th

ith flowers, rang with childish laughter, as the little ones plucked their fragrant blossoms; but rugged hills, frowning rocks, and desolate sand beaches, assumed the place of waving wood

f the exuberant charms of more genial climes, the spot to which we allud

that smiled brightly above. Beneath his feet the stunted herbage assumed its liveliest hue of emerald green, diversified here and there by some tiny, hardy wild flowers, while the distant sail, gleaming in the sunlight, and then passing beyond the eager vision,-the fishermen's huts, scattered here and there on the rugged and uneven land,-the fishing shallops, and boats of every variety, that dotted the waters, with their owners, some standing on

inhabitant of the city, dreary beyond description would a residence within one of its small yet hospitable huts appear, and he must possess resource

rtially covered with coarse grass, that concealed its jagged rocks, and lent it an air of cheerfulness; but now its rude outline, no longer softened by the verdure and sunshine, presented a weird and desolate appearance. In front of the cottage, which contained four or five rooms, with a small attic above, used for storing away pro

the rudest spot more attractive than luxurious habitations, where it is found wanting. Through the centre ran a narrow hall, out of which opened the different rooms. On the right hand, just as you

asting its pleasant light over the spotless and carefully sanded floor, gleaming on the plastered walls, and lingering to see itself gaily reflected on t

dently intent on preparing the evening repast, while from the bake-kettle, that had just been taken from the fire, the fragrance of newly-baked

the daughter, a girl of eighteen years of age, and two younger sons, were with their father on the beach, assis

s, and looking out on the black, swollen waves, while the wind, as it swept

repeated,-and, hesitating for a moment,

"it will be, as you say, lass, a stormy night, and a terrible one, I

ile her dark grey eye grew moist with unshed tears. It was evident that there was something deeper in the old

ago; it ought to be near the coast by this tim

ce, shading, with one hand, the sun, which now, peering from behind a mass of dark purple clouds, lit up for a moment the turbid waves, and gleamed on rock and beach and fishermen's huts,-and with the other holding on to the sharp edge of a projecting rock, that still towered above her. Nor as she thus stood, was s

op-and he, standing in the position she had left him, gazing out into the sea; and with what a lingering, straining glance, did

d, shall I ever see you again!" was her exclamation, uttered in a tone full of wild pathos,

o more,-and you so patient and so good,"-and her quivering lip, and the express

ng to descend, she paused to take a parting glance at the distant ocean, whose mercy she would fain have invoked for the loved ones it bore on its bosom,

, and the breeze bore the clear tones of her voice distinctly to his ear; "father, do come here, for I see a sail yonder, and I think it is the

canning, too, with eager eyes, the appearance of the vessel, that

len," said the fisherman;

le face was lighted up with joy; "it is her, sure enough, for I see

rper than mine, lass, for I can barely see a flag at all, much less its color; but c

d down the steep eminence, and in a few moments reached the door of the dwelling, while the fisherman