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\ BACK TO TITE ISLAND. By noon, a breeze having sprung up, the vessel was heading — for the island. In a few hours the white sandy beach, fringed — with slender cocoanuts, and beyond, the ridges of the higher _ ‘land, became visible to the naked eye. Parson Trust, who grance wafted from the isle, started to go forward. “Oh, dear! oh, dear! where are you going now?” shrieked Miss Trundle, as she emerged from the companion-way, “Parson! parson! do you hearme? Where are you going?” The minister turned, and meekly answered that he thought of making his way to the knightheads, for the purpose of ob- taining a good view of the island. He would ask the skipper to loan him his spy-glass, and—” “Oh, no! no!’ interrupted Miss Trundle.- “ You shall not mount those ugly knightheads! You shall not look through - the spy-glass! You are no sailor, parson, and the slightest pitching of the ship would cause you to lose your balance and go overboard! You must stay right here on the quarter-deck !” So saying, she sprung forward and firmly grasped one of the*tails of his coat. He gently disengaged himself. “There is no danger,” said he; “I have been on the knight- heads of a ship before.” “ Alas! alas!” cried Miss Trundle, clasping her hands, “ if’ you will go, go you must; but oh! be careful—for God’s sake be careful! If you drown, I shall not long survive you! Il will cling to you through every thing !” The parson sneezed ; then, with a bow, he left the spinster, . apd made his way to the knightheads. “Do you see any person?” he eagerly inquired of the skip- per, who was looking through the glass. “ Do you see—” “Ay, ay,” interrupted the captain; “there’s two people, if =e * ae ’ had been for some time leaning over the quarter-rail, in a - thoughtful mood, now lifted his head, and, snuffing. the fra- 7 =< a... Mes ~ J ain’t mistaken—a man and a woman—a-standing upon one 9 of them ridges of land.” Hle passed the glass to the parson, who was not long in dis-_ covering the two persons alluded to. “Yes, there they are!” he joyfully exclaimed. “ Weldon and his wife; there can be no other persons upon the island. Thank God! thank God! I am so glad that they have not been injured hy tose tiares rifilans !’ | : onesie Fe ' .