His countenance was lighted up with a smile of gayety, and his eyes sparkled as if he had joyful news to communicate.
"Well, John," he shouted as he came within hail, "there has been an arrival from Halifax, and a piece of important intelligence has been received." "Indeed, sir," said I, with a faltering voice, as from his cheerful bearing I anticipated unfavorable tidings; "what is the character of the news ?" "A desperate battle has been fought between the British frigate Guerriere, and the American frigate Constitution.

What do you think of that ?" added he, with a light laugh.
"Which gained the victory, sir ?" said I, almost afraid to make the inquiry.
"One of the frigates," said he, without replying to my question, "was thoroughly whipped in short order and in handsome style, dismasted and sunk, with one half of her crew killed and wounded, while the injury the other received was hardly worth mentioning.

Which do YOU think gained the day ?" "The American frigate, of course," said I."You are right, John," exclaimed Bohun with a laugh.

"THE CONSTITUTION HAS SUNK THE GUERRIERE.
Brother Jonathan is looking up.

He is a worthy descendant of John Bull.
I find you understand the character of your sailors better than I do." After having imparted this interesting piece of intelligence, and telling my shipmate and myself to remain by the boat until he should return, which would be in a few minutes, he again walked nimbly up the street, and was soon lost to sight.
As in duty bound we remained at the wharf in expectation of the return of Bohun, but hour after hour passed and he did not return.