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purpose, and so did one of the professors, who officiated as chaplain to the seminary-for as none of the gentlemen-cadets ever thought of such a thing as praying, the quality of their religious establishment was a matter of no moment in the world, as long as the word "chaplain," which has a noble effect, appears in that list of unhappy men, which is generally called "The East Indian Register."

Prayers being over, to the great relief of the hundred and fifty gentlemen-cadets, the warmth of whose devotions was not strong enough to keep them from feeling very cold, the tiger-boy army was marched by divisions out of the chapel and into study. Here, Peregrine Pultuney made his acquaintance with the professor of the junior class, who was a little man of some bulk, with a prodigious head, a very perceptible lisp, and a silver snuff-box. Here, he did a long sum about “one Sessa an Indian," the squares of a chess-board and something else, set the professor's teeth on edge by scraping slate pencil, and finished by taking the portrait of that dignified individual in a pen and ink sketch upon the cover of his desk.

Study being over, as it was in an hour, Peregrine Pultuney and his associates, were marched into breakfast, where each had a slop basin full of tea, an ounce of butter, (short measure) and as many slices of bread, as he felt incline to consume. this there was half an hour of recreation, which

After

Peregrine Pultuney occupied in warming his rearward man before the oven, which we have described, and talking with Julian Jenks about the manifold comfort of Addiscombe, the tiger-boy uniform, and the fat professor.

Then there was parade again; and the lieutenantgovernor, Colonel Houseintown, condescended to make his appearance, and the staff-captain too, and the orderly officer on duty; and the orderly officer saluted the staff-captain, and the staff-captain saluted the deputy-governor; and there was an official looking paper handed from one to another, after having touched the cap-peak of the hander; and the staff-captain looked very consequential with his large white whiskers and his arched legs; and the lieutenant-governor looked very solemn and very much like an animated ram-rod.

Then the senior-corporal-cadet, was ordered to collect the reports; upon which he started off in great haste, and touched the peak of his cap to the five other corporal-cadets, who all touched the peaks of their caps; and then the senior corporal-cadet touched the peak of his cap to the orderly officer, and the orderly officer to the staff-captain, and the staff-captain to the lieutenant-governor; and this process having being gone through satisfactorily to all parties, the cadets were marched into study.

Peregrine Pultuney had not been seated at his desk more than two or three minutes at the most, when he was summoned into the study-court at the

instance of the orderly officer. Peregrine thought that he had committed some offence or other, but he was utterly ignorant of its nature; and being as he thought, full of conscious innocence, he went down stairs with a brave face and waited on the lieutenant, who was standing alone in the studycourt, in profound contemplation of his boots.

"I believe you sent for me, sir," said Peregrine Pultuney.

"Yes, Mr. Pultuney, I did," said the orderly officer in a sort of patronizing tone.

Peregrine Pultuney thought that he was going to get a gentle reprimand, so he made up his mind to look penitent for the occasion.

"I sent for you, Mr. Pultuney," resumed the orderly officer, at the same time regarding Peregrine with every appearance of intense admiration; " I sent for you, Mr. Pultuney, to ask, simply, to ask, who is your tailor?"

"Saunders and Otley in Conduit-street," turned Peregrine Pultuney, with a wicked smile on his face, which the orderly officer took for a smile of gratified vanity.

"Ah! very good," said the lieutenant, "Saunders and Otley, Conduit-street; I'll remember, Saunders-Otley, very good; not Lamb's Conduitstreet; thank you, I like the set of your clothes amazingly; good morning," and Peregrine Pultuney walked away, chuckling at the thought of his mischievous feat.

The upshot of this was that the lieutenant wrote

to Messrs. Saunders and Otley, requesting them to send their foreman to Addiscombe-house to take his measure forthwith, and that Messrs. Saunders and Otley, who, as most people know, sell books but not clothes, made answer that they would be most happy to supply Lieutenant with their last new batch of fashionable novels, but begged to say, that they never made any thing but books, and that tailoring was quite out of their line; upon which the lieutenant sent for Peregrine, in a sort of mid-way humour between wrath and risibility, and having stated his grievance, elicited from the young gentleman, who seemed particularly astonished, no other answer than the very cool one that, he meant Pulford, St. James's

street.

Nothing very particular occurred before dinner that day; but after dinner something came to pass, which is worthy of a place in this history.

Peregrine Pultuney, and Julian Jenks, were standing before their barrack-door, conversing about things in general.

"So they call us probos," said Julian Jenks. "With all my heart," said Peregrine Pultuney, "short for probationaries, I suppose, we shall outgrow that, very soon."

"That's what the young giant said of his caravan," returned Julian Jenks; "an infernal hole this, Pultuney-what do you think? they say that we probos an't allowed to walk on that pavementwhat do you think of that?"

"It is not against the rules," said Peregrine, with a smile," for I've read them from the beginning."

"No, no," replied Julian Jenks, "but it's a rule amongst the cadets-has been so always; they say, but I vote we break it."

"I vote we do," said Peregrine Pultuney, who was never behind hand in any scheme of mischief.

"They'll try and turn us off, you know," said Julian Jenks, who was not yet quite aware how little Peregrine would care for that.

"Well," said Peregrine, "what, if they do? we can show fight, you know."

"Bravo!" cried Julian Jenks, "bravo!-you are a lad after my own heart. Come along then, I'm ready," and Julian Jenks passed his arm within that of Peregrine Pultuney.

"Look at Jenks and Pultuney-they're going to walk on the pavement, I declare !" said one little boy to another, both of them being probationaries, and looking for all the world as though they had just stepped out of the nursery.

"My eye," rejoined the other, "won't there be a row just-my eye!"

"Look at those two probos walking on the pavement," said an old cadet to his friend of the same standing, as they entered the study-court together. "Pretty piece of impudence that," said the friend of the old cadet.

But Peregrine Pultuney, and Julian Jenks, took a

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