road. He was to start from home on Monday morning; and, whether he got the new place or not, he was to be back for his birthday dinner Wednesday at two o'clock.
Arriving at his destination too late on the Monday night to make application for the stable helper's place, he slept at the village inn, and, in good time on the Tuesday morning, presented himself at the gentleman's house, to fill the vacant situation. Here, again, his ill-luck pursued him as inexorably as ever. The excellent written testimonials as to character which he was able to produce, availed him nothing; his long walk had been taken in vain—only the day before the stable helper's place had been given to another man.
Isaac accepted this new disappointment resignedly, and as a matter of course. Naturally slow in capacity, he had the bluntness of sensibility and phlegmatic patience of disposition which frequently distinguish men with sluggishly-working mental powers. He thanked the gentleman's steward, with his usual quiet civility, for granting him an interview, and took his departure with no appearance of unusual depression in his face or manner. Before starting on his homeward walk, he made some inquiries at the inn, and ascertained that he might save a few miles, on his return, by following a new road. Furnished with full instructions, several times repeated, as to the various turnings he was to take, he set forth for his homeward journey, and walked on all day with only one stoppage for bread and cheese. Just as it was getting toward dark, the rain came on and the wind began to rise; and he found himself, to make matters worse, in a part of the country with which he was entirely unacquainted, though he knew himself to be some fifteen miles from home. The first house he found to inquire at was a lonely road-side inn, standing on the outskirts of a thick wood. Solitary as the place looked, it was welcome to a lost man who was also hungry, thirsty, foot-sore, and wet. The landlord was a civil, respectable-looking man; and the j)rice he asked for a bed was reasonable enough. Isaac, therefore, decided on stopping comfortably at the inn for that night.
He was constitutionally a temperate man. His supper simply consisted of two rashers of bacon, a slice of home-
