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116 THE STEAM PACKET. From that period the ancient residence of the archdeacons has been closed. The cathedral has fallen into ruins, having suffered partly by the hand of Time, but chiefly oe that of man padbhan the fury of the Reign of Terror. CHAPTER XII. MR, PIFPAF MEETS WITH A SERIES OF NOCTURNAL ADVENTURES, WHICH WILL MAKE THE READERS HAIR (UNLESS HE WEAR A wie) STAND ON END. : Noruine worthy of note occurred at Saint Omers, during the’ night which Captain Pentonville and his companions passed there ; and at five o'clock in the morning they were on their road back to Dunkirk, which they reached just as their brother Luminaries were sitting down to break- fast. Allthe adventures of the excursion were duly narrated ; and Miss Aramintha was so overcome by her lover's account of the execution at Mount Cassel, that, as she afterwards confessed, she would have fallen senseless into his arms, had not so many persons been present.. Mr. Rumtutch accordingly made a memorandum in his note-book, that the presence of others is an excellent antidote to fainting for young ladies in love. | Indeed; Mr. Rumtutch was uncommonly happy and satisfied: he felt that the Luminaries were conducting their voyage and travels with such spirit, that a most valuable stock of information must infallibly be added to the archives of the Club, and consiitute a pleasing variety in those official documents which hitherto had scarcely been anything else than mere records. of resolutions proposing welsh-rabbits one © night, and rump-steaks another. And here—were we so disposed— we might launch into an elaborate commentary upon the proceedings of the generality of the English abroad—the really small figure they for the most part cut, and’ the superabundant pretension thereanent, which they display on their return home. Many of the worthy speci« mens of John-Bull-ism pertinaciously carry their brains in their pockets, when they visit foreign countries, and are hence unable to appreciate the advantages of anything they see. Generally unsuited by their tastes—unprepared by previous information—deeming a passport and a good letter of credit all-sufficient for their purposes,—they set out upon their continental travels. From their ignorance of a foreign language, Eomicbooks. co