Both well, but very unhappy.

I love you .-- --Katharine._ This note had been brought to him, the day before his departure from Fairview Hall, by one of the slaves from the Wilton place, who had in turn received it from a stranger who had handed it to him with the orders that it be given to Lieutenant Seymour if he were within the neighborhood; if not, it was to be destroyed.

There was no address on the outside of the letter, which, indeed, was only a soiled and torn bit of paper, and unsealed.

Seymour had hitherto communicated this news to no one, and was hesitating whether or no to tell Talbot, who had that day joined the ship.
Seymour found Talbot and the captain together, when, after giving his name to the negro boy, Joe, who waited in attendance, for Captain Jones was one of the most punctilious of men, he was ushered into the captain's cabin.
"Come in, Seymour," said the captain, genially, laying aside the formal address of the quarter-deck.

"Joe, a glass of wine for Mr.Seymour.
Has the watch been set ?" "Yes, sir, and Lieutenant Wallingford has the deck." "Ah, that's well; he knows the channel like a pilot.