CONCERNING CERTAIN DOCUMENTS WHICH REACHED MR.

MERVYN, AND THE WITCHES' REVELS AT THE MILLS.
I would be ashamed to say how, soon after Dangerfield had spoken to Mr.
Mervyn in the church-yard on the Sunday afternoon, when he surprised him among the tombstones, the large-eyed young gentleman, with the long black hair, was at his desk, and acting upon his suggestion.

But the _Hillsborough_ was to sail next day; and Mr.Mervyn's letter, containing certain queries, and an order for twenty guineas on a London house, glided in that packet with a favouring breeze from the Bay of Dublin, on its way to the London firm of Elrington Brothers.
On the morning of the day whose events I have been describing in the last half-dozen chapters, Mr.Mervyn received his answer, which was to the following effect:-- 'SIR,--Having made search for the Paper which you enquire after, we have Found one answering your description in a General way; and pursuant to your request and Direction, beg leave to forward you a Copy thereof, together with a copy of a letter concerning it, received by the same post from Sir Philip Drayton, of Drayton Hall, Sometime our Client, and designed in Part to explain his share in the matter.

Your order for twenty guineas, on Messrs.

Trett and Penrose, hath come to hand, and been duly honoured, and we thankfully Accept the same, in payment for all trouble had in this matter.
'&c, &c, &c.' The formal document which it enclosed said:-- 'This is to certify that Charles Archer, Esq., aged, as shortly before his death he reported himself, thirty-five years, formerly of London, departed this life, on the 4th August, 1748, in his lodgings, in the city of Florence, next door to the "Red Lion," and over against the great entrance of the Church of the Holy Cross, in the which, having conformed to the holy Roman faith, he is buried .-- Signed this 12th day of August, 1748.
'PHILIP DRAYTON, Baronet.
'GAETANO MELONI, M.D.
'ROBERT SMITH, Musician.
'We three having seen the said Charles Archer during his sickness, and after his decease.' Then followed the copy of the baronet's letter to his attorneys, which was neither very long nor very business-like.
'Why the plague don't you make the scoundrel, Jekyl, pay?
His mother's dead only t'other day, and he must be full of money.