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The Channel Islands. 225 not live without eating, and I positively have nothing in the house. Not an ounce of meat, not a loaf of bread, nota bottle of wine. The ladies who are with me have completely exhausted my larder ; I have barely enough for their requirements to-day. To-morrow I must send in for fresh supplies, but to-day I have no one to do my commis- sions.” This difficulty we assured her was easily overcome. The coach- man who had brought us should take a ndte back to Old Government House, and we should certainly be rescued from famine. + ~~ ssc - : — 4 ae « . ; — ; } ec * SS 1 Slinit < ‘ — at ae! } — . = ’ bias Be a eee —== ~—— 1 of 4 <0. = —— oh ' . " ‘ ty} ii ty i? ; me ‘tal! ees st - - wd eon i - = 7 ae ~~, 24 te a SAINTS’ BAY; NEAR PETIT BoT Bay. —_ a i Upon which the good lady fairly lowered her colours, completely came over to the enemy, became our slave, and overwhelmed us with attentions. She could not do too much. A sitting-room was ready at once; bedrooms came down, apparently from the clouds, ready prepared ; peace, comfort and harmony reigned. And all, thanks to Dumas’ excellent motto. Plenty reigned also. Our note was so powerfully worded, de- scribed so vividly the horrors of starvation, the contrast between the abundance of Old Government House and the desolation of the Gouffre, that in less than two hours, Mr. Gardner himself had driven over with a hamper that, in the largeness of his heart and under the delusion that our capacities for the duties of the table were un- EONNIE OOO KS (C(O)